I made it home from Portugal safe and sound … but what happened to Our Favorite Starbucks in my absence? It's practically gone up in smoke. Yesterday, it seemed like half the customers were sitting around blowing smoke into the crowd. Even "Mr. Timeout," the oddball who normally boxes himself into a corner behind the parking lot to discretely hide his cigarettes, was puffing-up a storm. It was almost like being in Portugal, where I guess smoking has been the answer to a deteriorating economy. Is it my imagination, or have more people -- especially teens like the one pictured above (behind Gordo the Wonder Dog) -- started smoking again ...?