Everybody who has ever smoked a cigarette in any one of a few Houston venues knows this scenario: You're bracing yourself up against the bar, content not to fight the crowd for a better look-see of the band, and you're holding your beer in your armpit while retrieving a pack of, say, Marlboros from your pocket. Before you can separate one cig from the rest, a young guy wearing a backpack approaches. He asks you to pause and consider trading in... More >>>