In a never-ending quest to bring support to vapers old and new (and slip songs from my favourite bands into the titles), here’s a list of some of the probable and improbable consequences to vaping:
Monthly Archives: February 2020
For some Bitcoin is a revolution, for others it’s a scam while the rest of us find it as incomprehensible as to why anyone watches third-rate celebrities in a jungle. Given that vendors such as Stealthvape are adopting it as a payment system it seems reasonable to embark on a little self-education.
Another new dripper is launched on the vaping market. Another three-post, airy dripper that aside from the cosmetics looks like almost every other three-post, airy dripper under the cap.
There’s a proliferation going on, these things are multiplying faster than the rabbits in my garden. One minute you see a couple of drippers but look away for a second and the electronic cigarette version of Gregor Mendel sneaks in and does a bunch of RDA genetic experiments.
“Non, Je ne regrette rien” sang Edith Piaf. I don’t regret anything either, I don’t think you can see life’s downs that way.
Motorbike, train, car – whatever, for me travelling is all about the journey and not the destination. It’s the events that happen on the way and the people you meet. It’s the stories you accumulate and the things you experience that give life its texture, that make it a life lived.
As vapers we are blessed that most of the vendors in the UK are decent folk who bend over backwards to help if there’s a problem. This guide is intended for any person new to vaping or experiences a problem with their product/vendor when buying online.
The guide looks at two things to help you: The Consumer Contracts Regulations and the Sale Of Goods Act.
Lots of things are bad for you – for some people it is cheese, alcohol or kinky sex games, Me? I found becoming a human bumper for a car while on my motorobike was particularly deleterious.
It never ceases to amaze me, the number of people who would compel you to do or not to do something because of their opinions. Not because of the science, not because of evidence, but their opinions.
What makes us failures? There’s a big list but according to a newspaper this week the answer is ‘television’.
This could be deeply upsetting news – well it would be if I watched one. I can’t remember when I stopped watching television; it must have been a gradual decline over the years. I do remember that someone spoke to me about a program recently and refused to accept that I hadn’t watched it. To be honest, TV life was never the same after they cancelled Eldorado.
At the last vapefest all talk in the queue was of the new Fogatti and iHybrid. At the last count I reckoned up around 20 mods being launched in the UK this time…and I’m convinced I am drastically underestimating. This is in conjunction with vendors across the country rocking up with their stock in hand.
The last twelve months has seen a continued growth in the size of the vaping market – a market that needs feeding with its insatiable desire for product. It is interesting to witness how various mod manufacturers have chosen to deal with this demand. Not just mods, the huge number of atomisers of all shapes, sizes, metals and prices has flooded vape stores across the UK.
When the going gets tough the smart find somewhere else to be or a good excuse. This isn’t a famous quotation by anyone important, it’s just been the story of my life. I’m brilliant at quitting, you name it and I’ve quit it. Well, almost all of it.
My Curriculum Vitae was inspired by a lecturer I had who took a break from the topic in hand to explain to us that the only thing important was getting a job. I asked her whether it was best to tell the truth or lie (having had over seventeen different jobs prior to doing the course at 22). She said that if I told the truth I’d never get the job and that if I lied I might get a job but then be sacked if found out. Lying won the day then.
There was one point, during the fag-end of the 80s, when Yuppie business talk fused into day-to-day conversations. You couldn’t discuss football, DIY or washing up liquid adverts without someone wanting you to ‘seize the day’. Not that I held any strong opinions about DIY. Worse, if you had a job working for an international chemical company and were greeted each morning with the Managing Director shouting:
“Carpe diem, Dave! Carpe diem!”
