Well, if I’m going to write something for this blog every week… okay, maybe it won’t be every week because I’m just not good at doing anything EVERY week. So maybe before you keep reading this weekly thing I should acquaint you with some of the odd things I can …

There’s something about a South Florida sunset that demands a proper companion—something bold, refined, and unapologetically rich. As the golden light danced across the still surface of my backyard pond, framed by gently swaying palm trees, I settled into my chair poolside with a freshly brewed Italian espresso in hand. …

Here at the Home For Retired Cigar Czars (that’s us people who sold our businesses before the government got really crazy trying to destroy the cigar industry) most of the guys just sit around all day smoking cigars and looking at pictures of naked women on the internet! What the …

I’m not exactly sure what Abe wants me to do other than just write some stuff about the cigar business and what it was like before everyone started making up all this bullshit about how their grandfathers worked in the Cuban cigar factories before the embargo. And how every new …

So, sittin’ out here on the porch of the Home for Retired Cigar Czars with absolutely nothing to do — I’m just thinking about some of the things that annoy me. And just off the top of my head (and that even annoys me because where there used to be a …