The Cigar Effect

A front porch on a warm day or a crisp autumn night are the best times to have a cigar. A time to socialize and create some great memories. You can vent about your problems and with each puff your stresses dissipate.

The time passes by and the conversations have changed throughout the evening. The tobacco lingers on your tongue. The deepest conversations occur while smoking a cigar. For an hour you learn more about one anothe r than you ever have before. The lightheadedness will make you laugh louder and smile more. You play some music and sing a song. You sit around the fire pit and keep puffing away. Have a cigar with an older crowd or a 20-year-old. Enjoy a King of Denmark and feel the warm fire on your face.

Want a scotch or two? Feel the wind on your face and the slight burn in your throat as the Macallan goes down. Talk for an hour. The ashes fall gracefully onto the grass as you tap your cigar two times. As if it makes you more sophisticated, you begin to discuss politics and religion. You become a scholar who edifies others on various subject matter. It transmutes you into a dandy. Classy and posh in our actions, we imagine ourselves in a country club, a private room or Gatsby party. For just a moment we feel luxurious.

We grasp onto the facade and keep laughing. Our voices change and the buzz continues. What time is it? You ask as the cloud of smoke grows with each exhale. Once the last of your cigar is on the ground you remember you’re sitting on some bleachers. You’re cold and see your friends beside you. We are smoking a Monte Cristo No. 4 each and wishing we were somewhere far from here.