We can’t believe that it has been more than a year since our last convocation. So, Saturday, September 25 was another Cigar Night at Marc’s house. Originally, the idea was for Marc to hit the German market for sausage, sauerkraut and other delicacies and after a good German dinner, take the guns and attack a French neighborhood.
This time only the strong survived. Marc, Herm, Joe, Mike and Nowell ate their way through cheese, sausage, olives, seafood dip, brownies and salad. We had really good port and tequila (courtesy of Herm) and some of the best cigars ever smoked at these events (also courtesy of Herm).
We're adding members at every event. Tonight we added Mike Marois. He and Joe don't smoke cigars yet but we'll keep working them over.
Joe is our model of sartorial excellence.
"Huh?" Normal Herm behavior.
Our Lord and Master. Our King. Our Leader. Our... oh, shut up.
Marc hit the German market. The market hit back.
Mike can't believe the spread. Don't worry, Mike... it gets way worse.
The armory is about the same but much better organized.
Joe is learning to like the red dot.
Herm really loves the 1911 Model. He even looks like a shooter.
Of course, he still drops stuff in the grass...
"All ready on the left... all ready on the right... all ready on the firing line...:
We call the night GWG and Roses so we'd better put a rose in this page. This is a Lincoln Rose. It belongs in the Lincoln bedroom.
