Islandboy

You lucky sob! I understand from here on out they’re just gonna come in bags.

Always refreshing to hear of someone fearlessly following their passion. 👍

Further proof that the latest statistics should be used to update the saying “There’s a sucker born every minute”.

It was high time I got myself a real lighter recently. I blame the cigars on the tiered Father’s Day discount.

Some fine clearance Churchill's

It seems to be a consensus around here that Cuban crops have been above average in quality for the last 3 or 4 years, and most cigars from 2019 and even 2018 that are now using that leaf are more approachable young. Even Cohibas, notorious for needing a minimum of 3 years down, are smoking surprisingly well young. That’s my take.

Some pretty good finds, for Maui

I have fond childhood memories growing up on Mahalani Circle in Kaneohe, of wanting nothing more than to be outside with my friends, exploring the neighborhood and beyond, occasionally getting in over my head in the school of hard knocks. All the while, my older sister who is now a respected professor and author herself, was perfectly content staying indoors, day after day, reading book after book in her room. I never understood her infatuation with the written word and the great authors, but was secretly impressed with her ability to read novels like “For whom the Bell Tolls” in a day. Some 50 years later, I have to admit I’ve only read a handful of great books cover to cover. But the one that left a lasting impression was Bertrand Russell’s “A History of Western Philosophy”. Took me the better part of 2 years, but it was a memorable journey, to say the least. He struck me as an amazing source of history, knowledge and common sense. That said, I’m far more in tune with the philosophers of music, and those who poetically shed light on the vast ironies extant in everyday life. Lately, one such musician I’ve had my ear on is the ever rebellious, often troubled, awkwardly talented Todd Snider. His head-on take on life almost always resonates perfectly with mine. A simple line from his song “If Tomorrow Never Comes” sticks in my head recently: ”If I judge the judgmental, then what am I”?

Premature enumeration.

Reloading on my favorite jawbreakers...

Funny, as I clicked into this I thought “am I EVER going to see a word I actually recognize”? Then it happened.

I’ve been playing my long-neglected guitar quite a bit lately. I’m fortunate to be out there working my arse off through this whole pandemic, but that in itself, along with adjusting to the new norms, can be stressful at times. Music has always been my go to therapy.

I’m on a roll this week...no duds, all studs. Tonight, a tasty JL2, yesterday it was an excellent HU2, a stellar Mag 46 on Tuesday, and the week started with the first La Fuerza from my first box...delicious! I just realized they’re all from our host. Coincidence? I think not. Cheers!

Late to the party, so I see the subject of DIC has seen substantial growth already, with a firm following. But it is my birthday month...so DIC it is 😁

Nice review...informative and entertaining, as always. I need to revisit these, as this sounds delicious. Tried a single I was given a few years ago, tasted like cardboard so I wrote them off. Must’ve been a dud.