BRIGHTNESS AND GOOD CHEER

Getting through the day dealing with bulbs and nimnoos is surprisingly easy. It requires sound philosophical fundaments, clean habits, and chemical assistance.

Shimon The righteous used to say the world is held together by three things; caffeine, nicotine, and highly refined sugar.

[From Pirkei avos: "Shimon hatzaddik hayah mishyarei khneses haggedolah, hu hayah omer, al sheloshah devarim ha olam omed; kafin, nikotin & hekhst rafinirte tsuker."]


Multiple cups of tea, and three bowls of a new pipe tobacco blend that contained rustica as a condimental leaf, plus snackipoos. By mid-afternoon I was bouncing off the walls. Which is a darn good thing, because a number of the old diaper-wearers in the backroom sounded like bitchy whining Debbie.

PARADOXICAL
Sutliff: Birds of a Feather, Signature Series by Per Georg Jensen
Rustica, Virgia, Burley
Pressed slabs.

Good stuff. Tangy, rich, and mild. Mildly spicy.

This has an old-fashioned tobacco smell, redolently evocative of school, the lithographics printers, and draughting rooms of the company off the Leenderweg in Eindhoven near the Chinese restaurant. It has a good mouthfeel, doesn't bite, and is great fun to gently whisp over the rim of the bowl while taunting the rabid dingos in the back.

Normally stuff with too much nicotine will turn me into a complete blister, unbearable to be around. Not this. I was all zesty bubblesome sweetness and light from early-afternoon onward, a joy to be with, really warm and sweet.
Honest.

TOBACCO INDEX


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