There is a plus side to having the temperature at 91, humidity of 52%, and not a breath of air at 8 p.m.

It’s great cigar smoking weather.

I had a concern that the heat from the cigar might be just a little to much, and I would keel over from heat exhaustion. But after I lit up, relaxed in the Indy Racing League Cigar Bar to watch the NBA finals, my concerns immediately went up in smoke.
Beautiful curls of smoke which only moved because I exhaled.
The slight light of the television made it possible to watch the cloud from my La Diferencia Cubana gently dissipate.
I even managed to create some decent smoke rings while Kobe was getting called with cheap fouls.

Since Nancy was busy scouring the web for some Oh Jeez Hetero Purse Openings, she didn’t walk out waving her hand in front of her face, going “Whew, it stinks.”

After watching the movie Juno, it really was essential that I do something a little macho. Juno was a cute movie. Just enough drama to keep it interesting, but it had a happy ending. I didn’t see any stereotypes in the characters that normally would have crept in. The dad wasn’t a dope, the step-mom wasn’t a witch, the best friend was suitably freaked and didn’t offer sage advice, and Juno was likable without being smarmy.

But then again, I was playing in an online poker tournament, so I wasn’t 100% into every detail. I finished 3,876th out of 6,000 players. Blinds, were 75/50, anti 10, I had just under 2000 chips, while the leaders were closing in on 50,000, so I had to move. (Ya think?) I had a pair of 10’s, flop was 8, 7, 2. Top pair, all in. I forget the last two cards, but lost to a guy holding a pair of eights in the hole. Three of a kind.

So, how was your Sunday?