So every once in a while I enjoy a nice cigar. I haven’t in a while but tonight after my bands show I had some time to kill and we smoked some in the parking lot.
It was hot, unfulfilling, and it took forever. I no longer get the “cigar sickness” associated with cigars (not a total newb anymore). But I’m done with em.
There. I said it. Blah.
On a side note, I’m writing this from Twin Peaks with my band. And we managed to get the least attractive waitress. This is a common trend in my life. Stay tuned for more on that topic.
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