indyrob
BoM Feb '06 & Sept. '08
Tonight after work I drove around looking for cheap gas. Lately it's been hovering around the $3 mark so finding it cheaper has become a favorite pastime lately.
Found it for $2.69, the guy said it was going to stay at that price until 6 a.m. I filled up the Ford and drove home to fill up the POS I drive now ( BTW, It ain't purple, got rid of that one). Saved about $10 between both vehicles.
After feeling like I scored quite the bargain I dug deep into the humi and pulled out a 1988 RJ Corona. Felt it appropriate for the night. It's a terrific smoke and I highly encourage everyone to atleast try to find one. I'm down to my last few now, and am holding fast on what little I have left.
There is something magical about smoking at 1 a.m. that I feel compeled to share with you guys. Nothing is going on at this time of night...nothing.
The cigar was incidental to what I was experiencing tonight: No kids running in and out of the porch, no dinner waiting for me, no loud TV...nothing.
There was a slight breeze that made some of the flowers hanging of the railing sway methodicly, air conditioners kicking on and the hum of the motors drowning out the sounds of the frogs in the creek behind my apartment, and my cigar...my magical cigar...
There has been very few times that I actually get to sit and enjoy a cigar w/o trying to pick up on certian attributes, certain subtle tastes, or try to figure out what someone else had said I should be tasting- this was one time that I was ONE with my cigar and what cigars should be about.
(((Tranquility)))
So my cigar is done and has been reduced to a few piles of ash. I can still hear the hum of the A/C's trying to cool down some apartment, might be mine...I don't know...I don't really care at this moment. What I do care about though is I just smoked one helluva cigar!
-Rob
Found it for $2.69, the guy said it was going to stay at that price until 6 a.m. I filled up the Ford and drove home to fill up the POS I drive now ( BTW, It ain't purple, got rid of that one). Saved about $10 between both vehicles.
After feeling like I scored quite the bargain I dug deep into the humi and pulled out a 1988 RJ Corona. Felt it appropriate for the night. It's a terrific smoke and I highly encourage everyone to atleast try to find one. I'm down to my last few now, and am holding fast on what little I have left.
There is something magical about smoking at 1 a.m. that I feel compeled to share with you guys. Nothing is going on at this time of night...nothing.
The cigar was incidental to what I was experiencing tonight: No kids running in and out of the porch, no dinner waiting for me, no loud TV...nothing.
There was a slight breeze that made some of the flowers hanging of the railing sway methodicly, air conditioners kicking on and the hum of the motors drowning out the sounds of the frogs in the creek behind my apartment, and my cigar...my magical cigar...
There has been very few times that I actually get to sit and enjoy a cigar w/o trying to pick up on certian attributes, certain subtle tastes, or try to figure out what someone else had said I should be tasting- this was one time that I was ONE with my cigar and what cigars should be about.
(((Tranquility)))
So my cigar is done and has been reduced to a few piles of ash. I can still hear the hum of the A/C's trying to cool down some apartment, might be mine...I don't know...I don't really care at this moment. What I do care about though is I just smoked one helluva cigar!
-Rob
