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Hello New People

Two things occurred to me recently:

1. I need to write a new blog entry, but I don’t want to do a lot of work.

2. I know of at least a couple of people that just started reading my blog and who are new to the wonder that is my writing.

An idea struck! I should do a “Best of the Blog” blog entry! Minimal work for me, maximum enjoyment for you! Win-win! Plus, this way I don’t have to talk about the Superbowl. Goddamn Giants.

So, in no order, some of my favorite blog entries:

A Mopsy Proposal: This is one of the highest viewed entries on my site for some truly terrible reasons. I get a lot of people searching for pet rabbit related information (“bunny habitat” being a popular search term) and then stumbling across this post. Probably not my best foot forward for gaining new fans.

Quittin’ Time: I wrote this blog entry ten days after I quit smoking and I was feelin’ it at that point. A huge part of why I even wrote the entry was to help keep me on track. So yay to not smoking.

Retail Employee’s Lament: I wrote this during a dark time in my life. I had transferred to Borders Downtown Crossing after closing the Back Bay Borders (which was the second store I closed) and I was dangerously close to burning out. I think a few weeks AFTER this post, I found out that the whole company was going down and I would be closing my third and final Borders store. Please be nice to retail, you have no idea what they’ve been through.

Isolated Moments on a Long Road: This is probably one of my favorite blog entries, because it came the closest to what I had in my head and it was especially important that I got it right.

Don’t Know the Words: Another popular blog entry. I was really bummed out when I wrote this, as you can probably tell. It still drives me crazy that I’m better with words when I’m writing than when I’m talking.

In Defense of Eve: I rarely write about religion, but I had a bee in my bonnet about this. Eve is awesome. If you don’t agree, read my blog post.

A Long Walk: Last entry, written when I worked at the Borders at Chestnut Hill during the snowiest winter in years. Good times.

I hope you new people enjoy the entries. Those are among the best ones I wrote and cover a wide range of hilarious to insightful to hilariously insightful.

Dylan Charles

Addendum: This took as long to write as a real blog entry. Hell’s bells.

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Quittin’ Time

Now that I’m safely ensconced up North, I figure now is as good a time as any to talk about smoking. Specifically, that I’ve been doing it for the last three years, near on continuously.

I’d talk about the why’s, but really, there’s not much I could say that’s going to sound…not stupid. So let’s just leave it that I smoked.

Now, a few of you, specifically those of you that read the titles to blog entries, may have noticed that I’ve decided to quit. You are very astute and you should applaud yourself. But you’re also more than a week off. I quit ten days ago and I haven’t touched one since.

Not that I don’t want to. There are times that I really, really want to. Especially in this city, where it seems like everyone and their mother is a smoker. I want to take a hammer to the next smoker I see. Not because I’m angry, but because I think smokers are like piñatas and cigarettes will come out of them.

But at this point, it’s not so much the nicotine I miss (sweet, sweet nicotine) or the fact that I could breathe smoke like a dragon: I miss the act of doing it. I miss taking ten minutes to go outside, set something on fire, putter around and just think about things for a bit and then go back inside. I miss the habit.

I guess I could replace it by just…going outside and drinking a cup of coffee, but that’s not really the same. Plus I’m trying to avoid old habits.

But the point of this entry wasn’t to go on and on about the rich, full taste of a Chesterfield and how I miss thee. It was my way of declaring, publicly, that I’ll have nothing to do with them anymore. That I’m done.

There’s been so many times when I’ve tried to quit without letting people know I quit (or let people know that I’d been smoking in the first place) and that never went over well. It was so easy to just….start back up again. Sure I failed, but it’s not like anyone knew I failed. It was a secret failure, buried deep where no one could see it.

I figured my chances of success improve exponentially with the number of people who know about my plans. So here it is, my public declaration:

I, Dylan Charles, quit smoking.

Dylan Charles

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