I use to set my Grandmother’s and Uncle’s lighter up to maximum and then watch as they set their noses on fire.  A real blast except for them.  And I wondered why my relatives didn’t want me around much?

I grew up in an age where cigarettes were everywhere.  On TV, you’d see popular actors light one up in a scene.  The cigarette had nothing to do with the plot, it just made the sponsor happy.  We even had candy cigarettes in cute boxes like the adults.  But, my hanging around cigarettes all my life, even though I’ve only had one pack in my life, came in handy last Friday.

I was picking up a check from a client and when I arrived, the bushes in front of their house were on fire.  Burning bushes on Good Friday.  The joke was not lost on me, but I kept it to myself.  The fire department had it well under control, so I hung with my client a bit.  The Fire Marshall pulled a fresh cigarette butt out of the burnt bushes.  Seems he had found the ignition source, but he couldn’t place the brand.  I knew in an instant it was a Winston cigarette.  Winston was the brand for all my relatives and it has a distinctive orange speckled wrap over the filter.  Besides, Winston sponsored NASCAR for like 25 years or whatever, I know this brand.  Anyway, I felt like I had contributed to a scene from CSI or something as the clue suddenly clicked with everyone.  The suspect smoked Winstons!  I was very glad to have been alive in the 60s/70s when it was still cool to smoke.

Nothing more annoying then the freaking organ solo in “Light My Fire”  I tried to find the single version, but alas only the album version is out there it seems.  I don’t mind Manzarek’s playing normally, but that solo grates on me.  A great song, annoying solo.

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