What a Hugh Jass I've been

Still smoking great cigars, still brewing great coffee, and still watching "The Humidor of Despair", AKA Ted's Tobacco, slowly die (from a distance).

Life is good, and life with a good cigar and good cuppa even better!

Capital Cigar has been hustling, bringing in Caldwell Cigars and in all shapes and sizes. I love them all; Eastern Standard (rocked through the AFC Title game with one), The King is Dead, and Long Live the King (which I puffed on to celebrate the birthday of the King of Kings).

Capital has been one of my go-to joints, with Don being very responsive to customer input. He's stocked lots of Room 101, Crowned Heads, Tatuaje (huzzah!) and even got those infernal "fireplace lickin' good" Kentucky Fire Cured line from Drew Estates. I'm always sure to leave the shop with a handful of tasty treats, like the new EPC La Historia:

Of course, I've also been spending loads of time at my "office at 12th & P streets", AKA Cliff's Smoke Shop. Being a rare spot to enjoy a good cigar in the winter, Cliff's has a good selection of delectable incendiaries to choose from, like the newer Camacho lines, Alec Bradley and New Rocky Patel offerings.

I've gotten over the Internet Cigar Board Mania that had consumed a good 4 years of my free time, and glad of it. Now, if you're done reading this; Go outside and play!

[my apologies to those whom for "go outside and play" means "go shovel 3 feet of snow out of your driveway before the plow comes by again". You have my deepest, drifting, wind-driven sympathies. ]