I left the house at 7:00 this morning and If I’m lucky I’ll be at the hotel by 8:00 tonight. As I write I am sitting on board a Continental-737 35,000 feet up and headed for California on biz. I’m on flight 1702, 11:20 departure to San Francisco which didn’t leave until 1:00pm due to the obligatory flight delay. With 5 more hours of air between the left coast and me please allow me to ramble a bit...Last week was a long workweek and I was really looking forward to a Friday evening retreat at the Hut with the guys especially since I knew that Saturday and Sunday were commited for. But alas none of the Hutsters were around to play with so it was just me and the Manhut for a smoke and a cocktail.
When I got up there around 8:00 I got the heater blasting and quickly knocked the 23 degree chill out of the air. Music was cranked up with my favorite Tom Waits tunes from the Small Change album (good thing I was alone cause no one else I know likes him). I burned a Padron 1926 No.2 maduro (1 hour, 10 min) my favorite cigar. Had a Jameson scotch whisky neat in my favorite glass and a frosty cold bottle of Yuengling as a chaser (nice).
A good time was had by all,... well actually just by me. Cheers!
2 comments:
Sorry we couldn't make it, but we were all suffering from 'curse of the stone monument'.
p.s. we hope you are higher than 3,500 ft or you in big trouble when you get to the Rockies!
Sorry to learn of your illness. This will teach you to not to touch another mans rocks.
It really was 3,500 feet... I wanted to do a fly over the manhut.
Cheers sick Grizz
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