I turned 18, I smoked a cigar, I am a man

The times they are a-changin’.

This post seems to be older than 20 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.

So I turned 18 today. Shouldn’t be a big surprise for those of you who have visited the site anytime in the last few weeks and saw the countdown clock. Anyways, I had a great party…actually, I’m still having the party. But yes, Jeff Staples gave me a cigar, he turned 18 last Saturday, and I smoked it…or some of it. But it really wasn’t that good. So when I next go to Canada, I’ll have to get myself a Cuban or something nice like that.