I love Latakia......................
Can I Smoke in My Room Tonight?
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This was a very bold question among some good laughs. That is a great point to make. Thanks for the response.
Smoke some Ennerdale and if your brother asks just say an elderly lady came round to pay you a booty call.
You have to be more preemptive- go down and jump him, kick HIS ass, then smoke in his room. Ha ha!
What a question, ha ha!!
What a question, ha ha!!
He will only think you have bought and burned cherry cone incense from a mid-easterner at a kwik-e-mart.
Boom! Puff! Ha Ha!!!!
How about sitting down with your brother and talking this out. I'm sure you both can come to a reasonable solution. You might consider getting an air filter for the room your smoking in and sit next to to it while smoking. I use an air filter in my den, where I smoke, and it works great.
The Rabbit Air in my home office pretty much dispatches any smell whatsoever... it's nearly instantaneous. My wife has walked in 5 minutes after I've finished a bowl and doesn't comment. I've even asked her about the smell, and she says she doesn't smell anything. And she would be the first to comment if she did smell the smoke odor...
Just how big of a guy is your brother ?
In my humble opinion If you would smoke no more than 2 bowls per day,keeping windows a bit open no would ask questions, (dark fired /Latakia exclusive
Non smokers really think perique stinks as well from what I can tell.
You might get a Lampe Berger. Iwan Ries and Amazon sell them. It "eats" oders with a catalytic converter. Works well when I smoke my pipe. I make my "oil" or burning fluid using 90% Isopropyl alcohol and any essential oil you like. You can buy manufactured oils, but they are expensive IMHO.
After a good whippen', his reaction was more like 'aw man!' So you were close.
Hell, I live alone and still don’t smoke inside. I’m afraid that I would kick my own ass if I did!
Landlords are always a problem. Landlords who are also family members, more so. Landlords, familial or otherwise, who get physical, even more so. I think you've done well to simply arrange your smoking elsewhere, and more important, I assume you have a plan to eventually have a residence where you are more in control. If the guy's got a violence problem, get the hell out. You are more likely to get offed by a family member than by a stranger. Cold, but true.
Back after I graduated high school, and while living with my parents, I was given a sort of tacit permission to smoke in my bedroom. Kind of a “we know you do it but it’s not really causing an issue so we can’t say much.” There were two windows on perpendicular walls, so if I cracked them there was decent airflow and the smoke wouldn’t reach the rest of the house. Both my parents smoked, but kept it to the garage
I moved out, and came to visit my mom while she was fixing up the house to sell. She took me up to my old bedroom where she was painting the ceiling. She was halfway done. One half was white as snow, but the other half was a nasty, drippy-looking, phlgemy yellow. It took her three coats of paint to cover it.
My first apartment on my own I smoked in. It was a dump when I moved in, and the landlord was planning on a refurbishment after I moved out, so he didn’t mind. As long as I didn’t punch holes in the walls.
Now that my girlfriend and I own our house, we don’t smoke inside. It just makes things gross, eventually.
When you’re younger, it’s easy to forget-or not realize-the cost of owning a house and that smoking inside, while it’s a choice you get to make if you own the place, can degrade things and be a cost down the road if you ever have to sell.
I moved out, and came to visit my mom while she was fixing up the house to sell. She took me up to my old bedroom where she was painting the ceiling. She was halfway done. One half was white as snow, but the other half was a nasty, drippy-looking, phlgemy yellow. It took her three coats of paint to cover it.
My first apartment on my own I smoked in. It was a dump when I moved in, and the landlord was planning on a refurbishment after I moved out, so he didn’t mind. As long as I didn’t punch holes in the walls.
Now that my girlfriend and I own our house, we don’t smoke inside. It just makes things gross, eventually.
When you’re younger, it’s easy to forget-or not realize-the cost of owning a house and that smoking inside, while it’s a choice you get to make if you own the place, can degrade things and be a cost down the road if you ever have to sell.
Today I finally smoke with the door of my studio open. My wife accepts the smell of my tobaccoes...................I'm going to celebrate with a drink of Whisky and another pipe with Pirate Kake...............Paladin only reserved for my brother-in law and Brobs..............