Paul DAWG has posted a great thread and it has set me thinking...
CAN YOU EXPLAIN YOUR LOVE OF CIGARS?
Are we here for similar or different reasons?...
I love fine cigars because no other naturally cultivated product (food, drink) CONSISTENTLY makes me feel more positive and relaxed in myself. My mood is always lifted when I smoke a fine cigar, and I look forward to each and every occasion when I light up. Cigars also help me put aside stresses and gripes for an hour or two.
I suspect cigarette smokers would declare the same thing!
However, as a small-time concurrent ex-cigarette smoker who didn't really enjoy cigarettes but just hoovered them, cigars have a HUGE edge over white sticks in the sense that fine cigars come in different shapes, brands, hues and - crucial difference - MASSIVELY varied aromas and tastes. They also demand that you take a long time out to smoke them. I really will occasionally pass on dinner and smoke and savour my favourite Havana sticks in place of a meal.
Whilst not quite declaring myself a cigar addict - I know I can take a week or two off, but rarely do unless unwell - I know I'd find it hellish to give them up completely as this is a life-long growing affair I'm having!
I'm moderately knowledgeable of cigars, and I have been astonished at new stogie discoveries to be made. I'm currently smoking a Lusitanias, and that's the fifth new sublime cigar discovery within a month! Shared knowledge and brotherly recommendations are helping me to experiment with new trial-smokes and to learn more about cigars all the time. I learn more here than I have on any other cigar smokers' website.
I love the acting games you can enjoy with a good cigar, and I like to pose with a stick when I'm out and about - and I occasionally set about surprising friends and acquaintances by lighting up! This applies to trusted colleagues, too, for I have to write anti-nicotine pastoral material at work for tutorial teaching purposes as a Head of Year. (Pretty farcical, this, but it's in my job description. I write about the dangers of cigarette addiction - which I think merits dissuasion - but conveniently don't mention the joys to be gleaned from cigars. When I get 'Sir. Do you smoke?', I say 'Yes. The occasional cigar', and develop truthfully if asked further. Job done, I reckon).
I do like to role play a bit when smoking a phat one. It's not for a weird purpose. It is because I crave laughter, stupidity and having fun whenever possible in life. And also because I'm a bit of an actor-extrovert. Cigars as a tree-branch prop do help me to act the twat pretty well at times.
I've never done an illegal drug in my life and, because of cigars, I don't feel any need to experiment with substances except to discover yet more beautiful tastes and aromas in my preferred Havana leaf form.
I will only ever renounce cigars in the future on the advice of a doctor. I am - yes, I admit and contradict what I wrote earlier in this entry - a hooked brother, but I rationalise my indulgence in this glorious habit because I don't bombard my body with anything else toxic, and I don't spend my money on any other expensive pleasure. My second and third jobs - gigging musician and exam marker - mean that the expenditure doesn't affect the family kitty, and in that way any moaning (very little of it from my cancer specialist wife, thank God, although I do occasionally receive her advice) is groundless.
I think I was hooked by the beautiful Havana aroma as a child because my Dad enjoyed occasional Cubans over a cigarette habit, and I believe I've no doubt picked up the fatherly baton and am thoroughly enjoying running and smiling with it.
In summary, a great cigar smoke makes me feel wonderful.
I'd love it if you brothers would spend a little time to explain your love of cigars. (Fewer words would be fine - I'm toked up on Lusitanias bliss! )
Broadly similar reasons to mine, men? Or different?
CAN YOU EXPLAIN YOUR LOVE OF CIGARS?
Are we here for similar or different reasons?...
I love fine cigars because no other naturally cultivated product (food, drink) CONSISTENTLY makes me feel more positive and relaxed in myself. My mood is always lifted when I smoke a fine cigar, and I look forward to each and every occasion when I light up. Cigars also help me put aside stresses and gripes for an hour or two.
I suspect cigarette smokers would declare the same thing!
However, as a small-time concurrent ex-cigarette smoker who didn't really enjoy cigarettes but just hoovered them, cigars have a HUGE edge over white sticks in the sense that fine cigars come in different shapes, brands, hues and - crucial difference - MASSIVELY varied aromas and tastes. They also demand that you take a long time out to smoke them. I really will occasionally pass on dinner and smoke and savour my favourite Havana sticks in place of a meal.
Whilst not quite declaring myself a cigar addict - I know I can take a week or two off, but rarely do unless unwell - I know I'd find it hellish to give them up completely as this is a life-long growing affair I'm having!
I'm moderately knowledgeable of cigars, and I have been astonished at new stogie discoveries to be made. I'm currently smoking a Lusitanias, and that's the fifth new sublime cigar discovery within a month! Shared knowledge and brotherly recommendations are helping me to experiment with new trial-smokes and to learn more about cigars all the time. I learn more here than I have on any other cigar smokers' website.
I love the acting games you can enjoy with a good cigar, and I like to pose with a stick when I'm out and about - and I occasionally set about surprising friends and acquaintances by lighting up! This applies to trusted colleagues, too, for I have to write anti-nicotine pastoral material at work for tutorial teaching purposes as a Head of Year. (Pretty farcical, this, but it's in my job description. I write about the dangers of cigarette addiction - which I think merits dissuasion - but conveniently don't mention the joys to be gleaned from cigars. When I get 'Sir. Do you smoke?', I say 'Yes. The occasional cigar', and develop truthfully if asked further. Job done, I reckon).
I do like to role play a bit when smoking a phat one. It's not for a weird purpose. It is because I crave laughter, stupidity and having fun whenever possible in life. And also because I'm a bit of an actor-extrovert. Cigars as a tree-branch prop do help me to act the twat pretty well at times.
I've never done an illegal drug in my life and, because of cigars, I don't feel any need to experiment with substances except to discover yet more beautiful tastes and aromas in my preferred Havana leaf form.
I will only ever renounce cigars in the future on the advice of a doctor. I am - yes, I admit and contradict what I wrote earlier in this entry - a hooked brother, but I rationalise my indulgence in this glorious habit because I don't bombard my body with anything else toxic, and I don't spend my money on any other expensive pleasure. My second and third jobs - gigging musician and exam marker - mean that the expenditure doesn't affect the family kitty, and in that way any moaning (very little of it from my cancer specialist wife, thank God, although I do occasionally receive her advice) is groundless.
I think I was hooked by the beautiful Havana aroma as a child because my Dad enjoyed occasional Cubans over a cigarette habit, and I believe I've no doubt picked up the fatherly baton and am thoroughly enjoying running and smiling with it.
In summary, a great cigar smoke makes me feel wonderful.
I'd love it if you brothers would spend a little time to explain your love of cigars. (Fewer words would be fine - I'm toked up on Lusitanias bliss! )
Broadly similar reasons to mine, men? Or different?
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