The Randomness of Nothing

Cigar Club

Ah the 3rd Tuesday of the month, a day filled with the sweet anticipation of an enveloping cloud of smoke and great conversation. Excitement builds throughout the day as the evening looms on the horizon. I don’t mean this with a negative connotation, actually quite the opposite. This one night is the monthly meeting of the Blue Fog Cigar Club.

I was introduced to the club about a year and a half ago through my secretary at work. Her husband Jim is the President or Poobah as you will. It took a lot of courage to go to that first meeting as I had only met Jim once and didn’t know anyone else in the group. It turns out you can’t meet a nicer group of guys. The club averages 15-20 members. (Those in the know will realize that 20 is the maximum number of cigars you can get in some bundles there are quite a few 25’s as well but then you are limiting the brands you can sample.) I am the youngest member by an average of 20-25 years with the exception of two. This group consists of people from all walks of life, Air Traffic Controllers to Professors to Car Mechanics to Insurance Salesmen to Computer Technicians to Vietnam Vets. How this diverse group met is someone else’s story.
The club is full of some of the most interesting and charismatic people I have ever met. They all have very distinct personalities and backgrounds that make for a very lively conversation throughout the night. Someone really should document all the stories that these few share; it would be enough to sell at least a few books.

Each time we meet I learn a few little nuggets of wisdom that I have decided to share with you.

When a man first marries a woman everything starts out fine. The little fights are easily solved, but sooner or later little pet peeves start to come up and make the fights just a little bigger. At this point in his life a man has only two choices. Be right or be happy. Choose well.

I can't remember any more it is too late now. :)

posted by Matthew @ 9:46 PM