watching all of the smoking in "Good Night, and Good Luck" totally freaked me out. I had totally forgotten that all of my parents' friends had ashtrays on their desks and tables until about 20 years ago.
I was living in NYC when the smoking ban took effect there, and as a smoker, I thought I would hate it. It didn't force me to quit, but it is pretty nice to go home from a bar and not have your clothes and hair smelling like ass the next day. I have no problems with going outside to feed my addiction. Here's to a smoke-free DC.