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Well now it’s Monday and it’s actually my Friday since I have Tuesday and Wednesday off. I worked over the weekend, Saturday and Sunday. Both day’s were alright. Raymond stopped by the store on Sunday. It was good to see him. He hadn’t been in the store since he got fired last month. I was able to give him a CD I burned that I carried with me since he got canned.

It was a lot busier over the weekend than it was today. Today was dreadfully dull. Maybe because it was the last day before two days off in a row, but man did it crawl. Yesterday I was out in front of the cigar shop, having a smoke.

As I stood there I saw an MTA truck pull up and inside were four guys. I looked at them and realized that they too, don’t have a Monday through Friday schedule. True, they make a lot more money than I do, but the point is, that I have a job and they have a job and there aren’t a lot of jobs out there.

I should be glad I have a job, and not be so unhappy that it isn’t the job that I want. It was an epiphany of sorts I think. Sure I will keep looking elsewhere, but in the meantime I’m not going to let this job get the best of me.

And yesterday a guy comes into the cigar shop and I follow him into the humidor to help him out. He goes for the La Flor Dominicana section and we start talking about La Flor Dominicana cigars. He like the Double Ligero 700 and I ask if he’s had the Air Bender Valiente.

He says he has and he likes them but would rather have the Double Ligero 700. Then he mentions that he saw my videos on You Tube. I was momentarily taken aback but quickly recovered, and asked what he thought, telling him that some guy in Thailand loves my videos and would like me to step on his face.

It was weird. I never saw this guy before. I guess that some guys who come into the cigar shop might have seen my videos. I do have over 100 posted. If you haven’t seen them, they are just videos of me smoking a cigar.

Some guys love the videos and some guys don’t. It’s 99.9% guys that watch my videos. Occasionally I will get a comment about fags putting things in their mouths. They usually get blocked after I post their comments.

There’s nothing sexual about the videos by the way. It’s art and whatever the viewer sees or doesn’t see, well that’s up to them. I didn’t start out making art but that’s what it turns out to be I suppose. My very own series of Nude Descending a Staircase or The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, only no rioting occurs as far as I know.

It was the second time in a week that my online persona has crossed over into ‘real’ life. First was the Martini Basher reggae vanity CD, and now someone who has seen my videos and actually said something. I found it all to be rather amusing.

Now it’s after 11:00, the news is on. Nothing good as usual. Mostly all local news. Very glad to have off the next two days. Looking forward to sleeping late, maybe till 8:30.

This morning I woke up to Neil Diamond and then ten minutes later, Badfinger. I guess the morning DJ on the radio has a thing for Neil Diamond, since I woke up last week at the same to Cracklin’ Rosie.

And five years ago, on October 7, I started writing this blog. 1,787 posts. Not bad I think.

Ramond aka


Sean aka, Don aka


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Nude Descending a Staircase

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Friday for most, some other day for me. What else is new? Slept really well last night, woke up groggy, barely remembering Bill kissing me goodbye in the morning and telling me he loves me.

Nice thing to wake up to and sweet dreams were followed by an awful alarm clock, the radio banter of the DJ’s on the oldies station. They were making an appearance at some food court at some mall somewhere in New Jersey.

I got my act together and after checking emails, I checked to see if there were any worthwhile jobs that I should send my resume to. But sad to say there weren’t any jobs worth sending anything to. I’m not reeling like I was yesterday.

The ‘coming in second place’ really knocked me for a loop. I was so certain that I did well and perhaps I did well coming in second, hopefully it was not a competition between me and someone else. Come in cousins, this cousin needs your help. I write that knowing that the cousins don’t read this here blog.

It was quite a blustery morning today. And with rain expected I wore a rain coat of Bill’s that he doesn’t or hasn’t worn in a while. Looks better on me anyhow. I had a quick cigar waiting for the bus and then headed into the city, walking through the bus terminal to the subway.

Figured out how to get to the exit that I really wanted to find which was basically a high point of the morning. Made it into the shop on time. It was Don, Calvin and Bradley.

Bradley is the new guy and really tries too hard to be friends with everyone. Last week he tried humor which I missed most of, only coming in to hear a remark about John Lennon being dead. He knows a lot about cigars after working in a cigar shop in North Carolina for 12 years.

Now he’s up here and trying to fit in, but stepping on toes as he tries. And those toes are mine. I’ve tried to help him out, letting him know where he can get good suits on the cheap, where to get a good lunch cheap, or even breakfast.

But it seems he doesn’t trust me and would rather eat his Pay Day candy bar for breakfast and going to Subway everyday for lunch. Me, I’m like Andrew Weil next to him. I eat breakfast at home and bring a sandwich for lunch.

But after a week of extending an olive branch, my arm is tired and simply couldn’t be arsed to be his friend. Co-workers, sure. friends- doubtful. He’s very much a kiss up anyhow. It’s only been two weeks that he’s been working at the shop but the hickeys on Calvin’s derriere are truly tell tale.

Marcus hasn’t been around much this week so can only guess that his butt is relatively hickey free.

It was a long day today. Tomorrow might be shorter. I switched with Don, I’ll be opening and he’ll be closing. I am going to see Bill in a play at the Nuyorican Poet’s Cafe, so I’m leaving at 6:00 to catch the 7:00 off off Broadway curtain.

I’m also going with Hyman Gross who is a character in the life of Bill and myself for the past couple of months. I don’t know why I haven’t written about Hyman Gross earlier, and I’m not sure if I will write about him tonight. Probably not.

I have to go to bed soon since I have to get up early. Smell ya later.