Champagne for Breakfast...

Okay, I've been meaning to post this for a while. When my friends and I were in Napa/Sonoma last month, I did something I haven't done in eons - I smoked a cigarette. I didn't technically have champagne for breakfast (I had a low-carb Rock Star energy drink, actually), but I ended the night with a Sherman in my hand - a Nat Sherman cigarette. I've heard that the ciggies Peter was referring to in "Do You Feel Like We Do" were laced, but mine wasn't. I just couldn't pass up an obvious Peter Frampton experience. So, anyway, here I am...with a Sherman in my hand...