Lighting a cigar on top of a boat in windy Boston Harbor while its drizzling can be a difficult thing to do. And when you've used 1/4 of the book of matches you may start to feel some pressure to get this done or look like an ass. Now I could have asked someone for a lighter, or I could have lit the other 3/4 of the book of matches all at once and hoped for the best. I chose the latter which just barely worked.
The cigar was enjoyed and I didn't feel like a failure any more than I already had that night.
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It would make a perfect scene in a silent movie, wouldn't it?
I kinda don't "get" cigars. This makes me wicked retahded, huh? Tell you what: I DO like cigar boxes. I like cigar boxes very much. The wooden ones and the ones with cool pictures on the tops.
Cigars are a guilty and few and far between pleasure for me. Don't worry, I'm not sure I quite understand it either.
Cigar boxes do indeed rock. Put anything in a cigar box and it's suddenly cooler or justified in some sense. Go ahead I'll wait...
...See, whatever's in there is now way cooler.
Sometimes a cigar is Not Iranian.
I love the smell of cigars...give me that over a cigarette any day.
Why did you feel like a failure?
Well this was my first social outing after my divorce. It was also a company function and everyone I work with is married and had kids so I was the third wheel for a 4 hour cruise of Boston Harbor. Kinda awkward at points.
"Kinda awkward at points."
That's what alcohol was invented to cure.
(This kind of comment is what gets me called a lush, huh? Damn.)
Urrrrrrrk. I get it! The presence of animals and children bail me out of much social awkwardness, but unless it was Noah's Ark...no animals, and perhaps just much talk of little Billy and Sally and no actual children to piggyback about. Cake's right: Infrastructure is an invaluable aid. Yet, tricky--moving boat, booze, coworkers. Tricky combo.
Ah but there's the rub...I don't drink (and no I'm not an alcoholic).
But, Mr. Ace, are you a BACONHOLIC?
Too bad strips of bacon don't fit in hip flasks. Hmm. You could invent some kind of utility belt bacon dispenser.
Hmmm port-a-bacon eh? To the lab!
Oh, and we prefer "bacophiles".
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