Sunday, March 30, 2008

Hookah Stories- the hookah fiend

well let me start out ny saying that i have missed my hookah and shisha stories and the act of smoking shisha out of hookahs for a week now. i recently traveled to jamaica wherei could find no such shisha or hookahs to smoke. this was very frustrating for me especially for the first few days. i did not really realize how addicted i really was to shisha and hookahs until my first day abroad. it was brutal. it got to a point where all that i could think about was smoking shisha out of a hookah. when night time came around on our first day there my ars and my legs were shaking and shisha was the first thing on my mind. my guess is that nicotine is addictive although i have not heard anyone say such things to date. my entire body went through nicotine withdrawal. i will say that i am quite addicted to my hookah but not as addicted as i once was to cigarettes. i guess cigarettes have added chemicals that get you addicted to those specific chemicals. as far as shisha goes, a cigarette does not cut it. i tried smoking cigarettes and even pot to try and subdue my craving for hookas but it was to no avail. agina i am sorry about my absence in my hookah and shisha stories and i am now making it a point to catch up with you as my readers to inform you about my funny and crazy times!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Hookah Stories- Frat House Hookah

So after i was dont pledging my frat and i began an epic shisha and hookah smoking journey. We bought about five hookahs for our frat house so that we could have one for every four brothers that lived in our house. we started putting shisha and tobacco on the frat budget. We started buying all types of hookah accessories with house money and it eventually became a great fad in out frat house. Whenever i walked into the house i could smell the sweet smell of shisha and hookah tobacco. my room especially became a hub for smoking people. The hookah smoking would start very early in the day and would continue very late into the night. We had to buy many hookas so that everyone in the house could partake in smoking shisha. after a while hookahs broke and we needed to replace them frequently. people would get drunk and of course knock over smoking hookahs and burn holes in the ground. hookas would break very frequently on drunken saturday nights and eventually we found someone at our school who could import them himself from israel for a very cheap price. We ran through boxes upon boxes of shisha. now mind you that hookahs were illegal on campus and so everytime our fire alarm would go off we had to hide them very well in order that security did not find them. We would have hookas confiscated from our frat house on a regular basis and it was the grace of our great president who kept on bailing us out of trouble with the dean pleading with him that tobacco was the only thing being smoked. all in all having a great hookah smoking experience during collage was something that has gotten me into smoking shisha for my whole life and i thank my fraternity for allowing such hobbies.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Hookah Stories - Hookah for a rush event

Hookah smoking has become a bit of a fad. Many college kids in particular are trying to carry on the tradition of the Hookah smoking across college campuses. I joined a fraterity actually because of Hookah, they had it as my first rush event. Now this is a great idea. Hookah smoking promotes a social atmosphere where people can sit around be comfortable and get to know each other all while feeling the soothing effects of inhaling that flavorful and relaxing hookah smoke. So feeling that this would be a good opportunity I decided to go. The great thing is that they had a number of hookahs and they set them up smack dab in the middle of our academic quad. It was quite enjoyable to be there to smoke and not to go to class. I showed up a little late because I did not want the awkwardness that comes when not enough people are there. When I showed up it was already dark out, and I could see the glowing amber of the burning coals sitting atop the hookahs from a distance. As I got closer I head laughing and friendly conversation. Luckily I knew one of the brothers because he was on my freshman hall. I identified him and went up to him. He welcomed me in the the circle and introduced me to the other rushes and brothers who were already gathered. The great thing is that you are not expected to talk when around a hookah. There is no pressure. If you have nothing to say you can looking the person blowing smoke rings, or when it is your turn on the pipe you can occupy your attention on inhaling the smoke. However, without there being the pressure conversation comes more naturally. By the end of the night I knew a few of the brothers really well and felt very close and intimate with them. I went to a few more rush events and eventually pledged. Now our fraterity uses the hookah all the time, and it is is great.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Hookah Stories- Why Smoking?

Many people that i encounter ask em why i like to smoke shisha so much and why i love hookahs so much. well the answer is because i love the social atmosphere that it promotes and i love the taste and the conversation that shisha and hookahs inspire. now you may be saying to yourself that i am no better than a junkie or any other kind of addict. well i can tell you that i do smoke hookahs pretty much all day every day and that i probably am addicted to the high that it gives me. however smoking shisha and hookahs is a widely accepted thing across many cultures and countries. in the united states hookah and shisha smoking has gained tremendous popularity in the past decade and i am sure that its popularity will not stop there. all of my friends from college now enjoy smoking shisha and hookas on a regualr basis, and while i was in college although it was not condoned by the school, we all enjoyed the frequent use of hookahs and shisha tobacco. So my ritual for smoking hooka is simple and i think that everyone who partakes in smoking hookahs and shisha should have a ritual of their own so that they can enjoy the experience of smoking their shisha even more than they do now. the key is to ritualize it so that the user can have a time reference when doing the act of smoking shisha. the reason we ritualize things is so we can place an event properly in time and form. I clean my hookah after everytime i use it and it sits on a special hookah rug. I will tell you more about my hooka and shisha rituals next time! until then, Happy Smoking!

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Hookah Stories- The Cheshire Cat

Have you ever smoked shisha out of a hookah in a tree? well let me tell you that it is quite exhilarating. One day when i was in collage some frien of mine and i sat down in my college dorm room and watched alice in wonderland, the classic cartoon, and of course smoked hookah with cherry shisha out of my friends hooka from israel. in college i had a friend who imported hookahs from israel to the united states and sold them on my college campus. actually it was he whogot me into smoking hookahs very seriously, so i thank him for that. so let me tell you a little bit about my school. my college was a very well planned out campus wiht great big trees everywhere. there was an adjacent park which had this giant tree that we called the tree of life. the tree looked as if it had four giant trees growing sideways our of its massive trunk in all different directions and then of course they headed for the sky where they branched off again. so we were inspired by the hookah smoking cat in alice and wonderland and we decided to take our hookah and shisha and all of out gear to the tree and smoke a hookah in the tree. This was such a falublous idea! we loved this tree so much and we loved smoking our hookas! so we went and sat in the tree for hours and smoked a few hookahs. this was a great experience! the funniest and weird thing about this whole game we were playing was that as we were smoking the shisha in the tree acting like the Cheshire cat when out of nowhere this orange striped cat appears and jumps up on the tree with us. we thought that this may be the weirdest thing that ever happened to us and we were willing to understand that we manifested the cat! Happy shisha and hookah smoking!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Hookah Stories- One Day

There once was a man with a hookah
he took it to cabo san lucas
he sat on a beach-a
and smoked his shisha
and now they call him a bulgarian named luca

hookah hikus -ka

Hookahs Smoke Nicely
But they can be quite pricey
Find a cheap Shisha

hookahs are my fav
even when i misbehave
i burned myself twice

the coal burns hotter
it burns the tobacco well
it leaves a nice scar

One day i was in tuscon arizona with some buddies smoking shisha out of a hookah in the desert. We hiked to the top of a mountain to find sunlight. we brough the hookah for fun. smoking at a high altitude can be dangerous. We broke the vase of the hooka on a rock because it was uneven and fell over. this sucked bigtime. we barely got a few pulls off of our shisha hookah before it broke. this was one of my worst hookah experiences becasue we had to collect al of the pieces of broken glass and carry them down the mountain with us. The main problem with this was that the glass had become very sticky from the shisha tobacco and it took us forever to find all of the little glass pieces. The hooka was from israel and it was very important to my friend whose it was.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Hookah Stories- The Sunflower Dynasty

Dr. Hookah sat against the amber statue, completely unaware of the large ancient hookah replica's value, focusing instead upon that most phosphorescent identity in front of him. And then, his mind began to melt and float away like the smoke flowing through the Hookah's pipes, into a pair of lungs and then being blown out into the fresh living air. The doctor had the sweetly painful thoughts of all the people he had helped and hurt entering his body through the portal of his eyes. He remembered the experience he once had when the mysterious woman, gripped his long hookah hose, and imbibed the thick shisha smoke with her pink lips in the frigid Moscow winter. He sat, bewildered at the idea that he could...

"I just bet you wish you could smoke it right now, you fag," said Walter, the idiot son of.... sheesh ah... the local tobacconist and hookah vender, H.T. Farkem. Cymbal just kicked and kicked until both his face and the face of his recently selected victim splattered with blood like when it splatted when he came out of his mother's vagina. Because our minds are not formed during that primal experience the victims goal of true self expression through the art of blowing smoke rings was kybashed by the trauma of the curbing blow by Cymbal the hookah lover. He sat in divine contemplation as the sound of the ambulances rang loud and approached swiftly to the crime scene of hookah bar debauchery and sex offenders anonymous.
He wondered,
the ambulance driver wondered while smoking a shisha laced cigarette... How could a man of so many important offices about town, produce such a terrible progeny. "Absolutely disgusting, a true offense to our town. Don't you agree, Sir?" He looked behind him to see where this voice came from. A man with smoky white hair and a face wrinkled like a molasases cured tobacoo leaf was sitting in the seat next to him. The commotion outside sat in stark contrast to the stillness inside of his brain.

he wandered to the garret accross the river to pay his hookah bill with dill on a fresh shisha bagel from the hookah smith. After he crossed the dam, he stopped at the taylor to pick up his newly curled pantalones. He walked and walked, he was a paul walker.
He was a pall walker. Walking the dead, endlessly after their Journey Through Styx
hahaha
And then, he
the ambulance driver laughed,
slight bits of shisha esque material,
bilious matter screaming,
pouring from his lungs,
like smoke from a hookah's resevoir,
Each cough racked his brain like a powerful nuclear blast sending him on a journey from life to death and back again. Smoke is the ultimate irony. The burning of

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Hookah Stories- Smoke Rings

So one of the most fun things to do when smoking shisha out of a hookah is to blow smoke rings. now in order to blow smoke rings out of a hookah with shisha tobacco you must get a really good pull from the hookah. You also must be in a relatively low draft area in order to pull them off with relatively good form. the first time i ever blew a smoke ring, i was in high school during my senior year in my bathroom smoking shisha out of a hookah during lunch break at home in my parents house. my buddy brian and i used to go to my house during our lunch period to smoke hookah and we would sit in front of my mirror in my bathroom and try to blow smoke rings. if you really want to learn how to do it on your own there is no better way to learn than to do it in front of a mirror. you start with a relaxed mouth and you try to exhale the least amount of smoke in a pronounced jolt. After a few tries we got that very easily and moved on to being able to shoot them where we wanted them and vary the size somewhat. once we figured out how to do the small fast bullet smoke rings we wanted to learn how to make the large slow smoke rings so that we could eventually perform the small fast smoke ring through the large slow smoke ring. now this is a very difficult challange if you have ever tried but eventually you just understand the physics of it and train yourself how to do it. it was not until many hookas and tons od shisha smoking later that i was finally able to perfect my art of smoke rings. pretty soon we will be posting some hookah videos of shisha smoke rings and we welcome all of you to link us to some smoke ring videos of your own! Happy smoke rings!

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Hookah Stories - Hookah South African Style part 3

So I had always thought that smoke rings were a made up thing from movies and and stories, I knew that gandalf the gray wizard and the catapillar smoking from a hookah from Alice and Wonderland could do it, but I had no idea an actual human being could do it, let alone some 17 year old South African puffing on his hookah straw. Low and behold this kid was puffing out a series of smoke rings looking like it came from some animated film. Smoke rings have a very interesting appearance. The way they move is like no other thing on the planet. The way that they hover and bend and slow fade away makes me feel like smoke rings manifest from some alternative reality. He even was able to puff rings through other rings and control the thickness and size. This kid was a real pro. When he offered to teach me how to blow this beautiful rings, I thought he was crazy. He said that it is the easiest to blow smoke rings with a hookah because of the thick smoke that the hookah produces. He showed me how to hold the smoke in my mouth and how to push out a puff of air from the back of your mouth, and how to hold my mouth in just the right circle to get it to work. In one evening I puffed out my first ring. I still had a long ways to go, my smoke rings were thin and sometimes barely visible. But the fact that I could shape rings with my mouth was amazing. I added yet another joy of smoking Hookah, and turned me into a an even greater Hookah smoking fan.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Hookah Stories- the great mystery

So every now and then while enjoying the perks of being a regular shisha and hookah smoker, i can run into small little inconveniences along the way. some of these little hooka problems get bigger as time goes on and some of them go away. this is a hookah story involving some friends of mine who had an unsolvable problem... a few years ago some friends of mine owned a hookah and it was pretty nice. they smoked premium tobacco and shisha out of it and used it everyday for about three months. At one point in their adventures smoking their hookah, the hookah became very harsh tasting no matter what we did. Its was if the coal was burning straight through the stem, through the hose and right into our lungs. this became quite the menace to our hooka rituals and proved very disturbing to our lungs, and we could not figure out why! So we deconstructed our hookah to ind the problem. at first we thought it was the bowl head. after after cleaning the bowl head we tried smoking our hookah with a fresh new shisha flavor. This did not work and it still felt like we were inhaling the coal itself. So we got a new bowl head from a local store and tried it the next day sure that this was going to be the solution to our problem. it was not. so we took the whole thing apart and cleaned it with salt and alcohol. We had collected so much resin in the stem of this hookah from smoking shisha that it was burnt and caked on and unable to be removed. so we flogged it with a hookah cleaner and got most if it out. we decided that this must be the solution to our problem. well it was not, so we cleaned the hose and the vase and it came to no avail. this was a hookah mystery that we could not solve. they ended up getting a new hooka and of course it worked fine. you never know what might happen when you are smoking a hookah!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Hookah Stories - Hookah South African Style part 2

So after experiencing the joy of the Hookah Smoke pillowing through my nose, and the joy of lighting a charcoal, I got hooked. I would go over and Hookah 2-3 times a week. We would sit and chat about 3rd world poverty, or movies we liked. We learned a lot about our selves sitting around and socializing. The South African told me more about Hookah and his culture. To my shock he told me that his parents were the ones that introduced him to Hookah. In fact, his family will make a Hookah with dinner. It is part of setting the table, you have your plates, glasses, silverware, and your Hookah Hose ready for a refreshing puff. He also said that his family had multiple Hookahs, one for decorative purposes that was used only on rare occasions, one for outdoors, and one for inside. He also taught me about the tobacco and that it was called Shisha and sometimes its called Narghila. It was very fascinating to think that there were cultures out there that had Hookah as a central part of it. I am sure to my parents, and even to the parents of the family that the Hookah was at, that it was not something completely condoned and fully supported. I can only imagine the type of Shisha that he smokes in South Africa. He showed me an important trick. He explained that adding mint together with a fruit flavor has very flavorful results. The mint almost acts like menthol and can take off some of the thickness of the Hookah flavor. Sometimes you want to do that because some of the Hookah flavors can be overwhelming on times, so the mint flavor acts to cut the flavor a bit. Stay tuned for the next part of the story when my SA friend teaches me to blow smoke rings.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Hookah Stories- Stan Getz?

So im am uptown smoking shisha out of a hookah yesterday and a friend of a friend comes to join us. She is a prolific hookah smoker and loves to do it often. i asked her if she had an interesting story... mind you, we are in a hooka bar smoking homemade shisha from a man who knows what he is doing. so here we are smoking our shisha and she begins to tell this story. She starts off by describing the day, "it was a very sunny day in april, actually it was the 20th of april," now for most people april 20th is just another day but for a select few, this is national pot smoking day. so here we are in a mid town hookah bar chatting it up about the national 420 holiday. she continues- "we had so much work to do and our hoookah was not working, and we somehow managed to not smoke anything all day long." now this to me was very peculiar because i asked her if she had any interesting Hookah stories...i was curious and kept asking her, "is that it?" she said no and went on with her story. she said that she managed to not smoke anything that precious day of smoking but the day after was something else. the next day she sat around smoking her fixed hooka on the steps of her library at school and listened to stan getz..."is that it?" i said. she replied with a simple yes and her story was officially over. wow what a terrible story! this has got to be the worst hookah story i have ever heard, barring the unspoken, "today i smoked a hooka." well i that story was over but i have a different hooka story to tell. after her explanation of her terrible story i looked across the room and i saw a stan getz poster...that was weird

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Hookah Stories- Again?

ok so here is a similar hookah and shisha story that we have heard before. i was in las vegas in a hotel room with a bunch of buddies. we are smoking an apple mint hookah out of my buddies hookah that we bought in las vegas. we have a few 30 packs of beer and plenty of shisha. there actually were only three of us and we were trashing this hotel room. there was no possible way that we were even going to come close to finishing this beer but we were arduously attempting this radical feat. so here we are in vegas smoking this beautiful hookah in a dingy hotel room with more beer than is humanly possible to drink. and i bet you can guess what happens next. thats right we knock the burninghot coal onto the nice blue carpeting and it continues to burn a twelve inch hole in the carpeting that was now charred black. we ended up pouring lots of beer on the thing to put it out but mind you we are a little scared of the consequences of this accident. everything is way overpriced in hotels especially if you destroy their property. so we did not think much of it after it happened, we knew that if we had to pay it then thats what needed to happen. the next morning we are about to check out and we still have about three cases of beer and a huge hole in the carpet from a burning hooka coal. we had to fly out so we decided to just leave the beer there. suffice to say that the maid crew was so happy upon finding their three cases of beer that they did not rat us out for burning their carpeting! what a day!

Friday, March 7, 2008

Hookah Stories- Another Disaster

so it was my buddies freshman year and we were all smoking shisha out of his hookah in his dorm room at nyu. his his name was josh and we were all smoking and joking about what we were going to do with our lives. while we were smoking our shisha we were also drinking beers and vodka. people were getting quite tipsy and a little bit out of control. i feared that someone was going to knock the coal off of the hookah on to my buddies brand new shag carpeting but i decided not to say anything as the scene was quite rowdy and i did not want to come across as a downer or a buzz kill. so we continued to smoke our apple melon shisha hooka with about eight people. two other boys started playing rough and were sort pushing each other and playing a little male dominance game. interjected- "watch out for the hookah!" and as those word left my mouth they careened into the hooka and knocked the whole thing over. uh oh. the coal went flying and smashed into the carpet and red sparks flew everywhere. everyone stood in shock as the burning red coal melted into the shag carpet. this was the point where my buddy whose room and hooka it was became enraged. he started yelling and screaming and everyone stood still in astonishment. i tried to explain to people that we need to get the coals off of the ground immediately but no one could find the tongs that had been hurled off of the hookah when it was knocked over. the hole in the shag carpet began to grow and grow and people did not know what to do! people were looking everywhere for the tongs. i finally found the tongs buried underneath the hookah base and we quickly removed the pieces of burning coal form the carpet and brought them immediately to the sink. damage control! we had to cut the burnt part out of the carpet and piece it back together...what a disaster!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Hookah Stories- The Clog!

About three months ago i was smoking shisha out of a hookah at my buddy matts house in the west village. we were on his rooftop shooting the shit and having a great time. the only problem was that we were smoking and we could not figure out how to unclog his beautiful hooka. the coal was lit, the shisha was packed and we were ready to get going on a marvelous hookah trip. but it was clogged! so i decided that i was going to uncog it. i ran downstairs, and grabbed a hanger from his closet and began taking it apart. i furiously bent the hanger back and forth in hopes that a pointy end of would relieve the clogged hookah. this was a very strange clog and i am not sure that i was exactly prepared for this. the cog it seemed was not of resin or tobacco but there was a peice of metal the was pinched or jammed in the downstem of the hookah that was preventing us from even getting one drag from of shisha. so i rammed and rammed the hanger into the hookah only to find that it was not working at all. my problem was not being solved. i became very frustrated and gave my buddy a shot. he tried and tried but to no avail. at this point the coal on our hookah is almost out adn we have not taken one drag of shisha... im borderline pissed off and my buddy is complacent. i try once more and i think i got somewhere but it was not enough. we were stranded. we were on the rooftop of a west village building with no hookah to smoke. this was a total let down. all i wanted to do was smoke hookah! i hope that next time i go over there my friend has invested in a new hookah so that we can enjoy ourselves on his rooftop! what a night!

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Hookah Stories - Hookah South African Style part 1

My parents scared me away from using cigarettes, but they couldn't keep me away from Hookah. In my senior year of High School a South African exchange student took our school by storm. The girls thought he was the dreamiest, and the guys were enthralled with his cool cultural sensibility. He was into DJing and having a really good time. I happened to become very good friends with him and started spending lots of time with him at his host families house. His host family had a girl my in my year, an older son, and an older daughter. One time when I was over at the house the older son, who was studying 3rd World Development, was smoking from a 4-stemmed Hookah with a few of his buddies. I asked if I could try, but also expressed that I didn't like smoking. They said that it was OK to do it every once and a while, and that Hookah Smoke was less harsh then cigarette smoke because it was filtered through water. I looked over at my South African friend and he took a drag from one of the long tubes and blew out a series of perfectly formed smoke rings. WOW! I thought to myself, that is so cool. I instantly wanted to have the ability to blow smoke rings like that, like I had seen on the movies. I sat down at the table and grabbed my own hose. I took a long drag in, I could barely feel the flavorful smoke enter my lungs. It tasted discreetly of mango. When I exhaled the fluffiest, puffiest, air come steaming out of my mouth. I loved it. I took another puff. And another. I just loved the feeling. I tried blowing the smoke out of my nose. While doing it I flared my nostils and the smoke came shooting out in nearly opposite directions, I felt like a dragon.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Hookah Stories- Colin Ferrel?

This past weekend a friend of mine Natalie was at a hookah bar smoking some fine shisha with a few friends. She was at Le Souk a new york city high end Mediterranean posh hooka bar. Now mind you Natalie is a very cute girl and she can attract many men. in the middle of their hookah and shisha smoking escapades, a very handsome man comes and sits next to her. people start joking around saying that he looks like colin ferrel, a very famous teenage heartbreak actor and model. they sit and enjoy their smoke and this guy, a complete stranger to the crew starts getting very physical with natalie. she reciprocates the gestures. now, intermittently other people from the bar who were also there smoking shisha start coming over to them and shaking this strangers hand and telling him that they are big fans. Natalie's entourage got very confused... was this the acclaimed colin ferrel? she and he make out some more and he he seems to be all over her. they are getting drunk and ordering hooka after hookah. after many hours of these shenanigans they realized that it was in fact colin ferrel and he was all over natalie. on their way home to her place in the east village colin was very drunk and harassed a homeless man for a cigarette. after failing to get such cigarette natalie realized that this colin ferrel character was very short! after a long night of smoking hookah and making out with colin ferrel she realized that her 5 foot 6inch stature was no mach for his short size. who would have thought?? apparently she did not like his beard and she described him as a perv! what a hilarous story!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Hookah Stories- Lost in Winter

So i was smoking a double apple hookah in the Adirondacks in the woods at my best friends cabin house. i was 16. we were on the back porch and we were breaking the rules by smoking shisha or anything for that matter. my friends house whose it was owned the hooka and kept it as a secret from her parents becasue they were very conservative and would not approve of a group of mischievous 16 years olds smoking shisha tobacco or any sort for that matter. but it was ok. her parents were out to dinner with a group of adults and would not be home until much later. it was a cold day in the middle of december and we had decided to brave the cold in fear of getting caught smoking our hookah by my friends fearsome parents. so there we were outside in the frigid cold all six of us laughing and smoking, shooting the shit, swearing, doing everything that a 16 year old is not supposed to do. it was about 9:00 and the parents had been gone for about an hour. we all thought that we had lots of time to hang out smoking our fine sheesha out of my friends brand new hooka. little did we know that her parents dinner reservations had been cancelled and that they were on their way home. my friend was in the middle of telling a joke when she said, "oh my gosh my parents are home." we all sat there and chuckled while we smoked our fine shisha out of her american made hooka, thinking that that was the punchline. wait a minute, her parents were actually home! we started to panic and we did not know what to do with the hookah. my friend threw her hookah off of her porch into the fresh new layer of snow and we all rushed inside. the parents walked in the doorand nothing was apparently out of place. we all sad hello to the parents and they went upstairs to go to bed. we all laughed hysterically as they left. the hookah was outside in the yard buryed in the now blizzarding snow. my friends and i all eventually forgot about this incident and were all reminded about this hooka smoking catastrophe in the spring when the snow melted. my friend looked out of her window after school one day and said what is that thing in the yard? at closer inspection it was of course her hookah... all is well that ends well!

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Hookah Stories- the missing hookah

So last night the smoking shisha plan for the evening was to eat dinner, come back to my place burn a hookah and then go out to the bars. when we got back from dinner to smoke my hookah
i looked in my secret special spot where i store it and it was gone! so i figured it was in my roomates room. when i went into his room to grab my hookah and my shihsa i could not find it. now i started to worry. where is my hookah!!?? this was starting to get ridiculous and i became very anxious. now let me tell you that my apartment is very large with lots of rooms and closets. i live with four other people. so now i start scouring my apartment looking for my bloody hookah case which contains coals, shisha of many different flavors, my amazing hooka from israel, pipe cleaners, etc. and i start thinking, what have i done with this?? was i so drunk the other night that i left it somewhere i did not remember where i put it. so now i am calling my roomates to see where it is. they dont answer. im freaking out. my girlfriend is trying to calm me down about the potential loss of my favorite hookah. and she suggested taking a walk. so i said fine lets go for a walk and think about smoking shisha and not do it. this is torture! so we are on our way out of my apartment and i get a whiff of a burning coal mixed with the sweet smell of some pineapple narghila. i think it is coming from upstairs. i rush upstairs and jump onto the roof and i see all of my roommates smoking my hooka! suffice to say, i was relieved
 
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