Monthly Archives: February 2013


OK, so I know this is odd…

I reached my fiftieth year in life without ever having smoked anything. As a child of the seventies I know that is hard to believe, but it’s true. In fact, the only time I had ever had a lit cigarette in my mouth was as a character in a play. Unlike our former president, I really didn’t inhale.

So, last summer before I turned fifty, my group of close friends was having a get-together in New Orleans. I decided that I wanted to give each of them some cigars at the event. I did not know anything about cigars, so I set out to educate myself on what makes a quality cigar.

Side note — when my doctor told me I needed to start drinking a little red wine every day for health benefits, I did the same kind of research and became fairly knowledgeable about wines. Apparently, this behavior was not an aberration.

Now I am fifty, and I enjoy a good cigar a couple of times a month. We live outside of Houston, so the weather in the winter is fairly comfortable. We have a fire pit and an ever-replenishing supply of wood to burn in it due to our heavily-treed lot. So during this time of year we can frequently be found on the back porch with a fire going, music playing and enjoying a glass of wine and a cigar.

I stress the word “we”. When I decided I wanted to try cigars I told Peggy that I thought it would be cool if we found a cigar that she would enjoy, too. She thought it was weird but agreed to try. I found some coffee-infused cigars that she really enjoys, so we share these evenings on the back porch.

I know it’s unusual to wait until fifty to start smoking, but I don’t really consider it smoking. I consider it enjoying a good cigar with a beautiful woman.

Who is absolutely smokin’!

Beautiful girl on a beautiful night!

Hello world!

So, why should you read what I have to say? What makes me any different than the millions of folks clogging the blogosphere with their ideas and opinions?

Nothing, really…

The best thing about this vehicle is that it allows people with wildly disparate views the exact same access to the public, and the public decides what it wants to read. Without the judgment of third parties determining what is “fit to print”…

The worst thing about this vehicle is that it allows people with wildly disparate views the exact same access to the public… Well, you get the point.

The only thing that makes me different is that I am me. I may (or may not) have original ideas that occur only to me and that may make an occasional visit worthwhile. If I do, come back anytime to see what’s happening. If I don’t, thank you for stopping by and no hard feelings.

Either way, I am going to be here. I hope you come and see me in the movies…