AAAAAGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One of the worst days I've had in years.
Left the forum a bit after 1:00 pm, and took a nap. WOKE UP AT 7:00 PM. Slept 6 hours. Mike usually arrives at 7:30 on Fridays for a smoke. He arrived on time. I was barely awake. I never eat or smoke until at least an hour after I wake up. I had a quick snack.
Figured about the only thing I could handle would be Mad Fiddler. Loaded my dedicated Ropp J16 and had possibly the worst smoke I've ever had from any tobacco. Tasted terrible and so did my mouth. Tried a Swishers Sweet Grape Cigar and it was even worse. BLAGGHHHHHHHHH!
I just can't smoke or eat until at least an hour after I wake up. And can't smoke for an hour after eating, period. Tried a relight of both pipe and cigar, and they tasted like camel droppings.
As I write this, I'm going back to bed and will probably stare at the ceiling till 6:00 AM marveling at my stupidity, and wonder how many fine tobacco's I've misjudged smoking them under similar or borderline conditions. Moron, know thyself. Staying away from the computer until I return to what normal I possess.
Not even going to check for speling mistakes. Over and out.
And the bears are out . . . one just knocked over and tried to open my garbage can and bear-bangers are going off all over the place. No, I'm not kidding about any of this schiesen. Will be back unless the Pilsbury Doughboy appears over the hill.
Left the forum a bit after 1:00 pm, and took a nap. WOKE UP AT 7:00 PM. Slept 6 hours. Mike usually arrives at 7:30 on Fridays for a smoke. He arrived on time. I was barely awake. I never eat or smoke until at least an hour after I wake up. I had a quick snack.
Figured about the only thing I could handle would be Mad Fiddler. Loaded my dedicated Ropp J16 and had possibly the worst smoke I've ever had from any tobacco. Tasted terrible and so did my mouth. Tried a Swishers Sweet Grape Cigar and it was even worse. BLAGGHHHHHHHHH!
I just can't smoke or eat until at least an hour after I wake up. And can't smoke for an hour after eating, period. Tried a relight of both pipe and cigar, and they tasted like camel droppings.
As I write this, I'm going back to bed and will probably stare at the ceiling till 6:00 AM marveling at my stupidity, and wonder how many fine tobacco's I've misjudged smoking them under similar or borderline conditions. Moron, know thyself. Staying away from the computer until I return to what normal I possess.
And the bears are out . . . one just knocked over and tried to open my garbage can and bear-bangers are going off all over the place. No, I'm not kidding about any of this schiesen. Will be back unless the Pilsbury Doughboy appears over the hill.





















