For the love of stoogies...

This weekend was wonderful! Not only was it sunny and warm, but it was the first of the local festivals that are permeate the summer around here. I went to a thing called Riversplash last night. They close off a couple of major streets in the downtown area along the Milwaukee river and have stages where bands play and and beer flow freely.

Last night was also the inaugural induction to the Zangz's cigar season! I'm not a big smoker. I don't smoke cigarttes, but during the summer I do hafta puff on an occasional cigar. A nice summer evening with a cigar, a beer and beautiful sunset is headonism at it's most decadent for me. My favorite cigar shop is currently changing owners and is in a state of limbo. I had to go to another shop that, I'm guessing by the pictures on the wall of the store is owned and managed by a guy who was in an old 80's hair band that hit the Sunset Strip called Juliet. Not the most mascaline name for a hard rock band. But, back in the day, for some odd reason, the women would chase after the guys who looked like drunken drag queens. Go figure.

Well, that free press rag that I'm sorta writting for is hitting the streets as I right this. Supposedly the editor saw someone on the East side reading and laughing at it. Now I'm not sure if this was a "God, this is funny stuff" laugh or a "God, this is pure crappolla!" laugh. My optomistic editor thinks it was the former. I just hope he doesn't butcher my next article as he did my last article.

I could use a cigar right about now.

Zangz.