A DAY TO AVOID LAWYERS

Neurotically I am obsessing about three things right now. The weather, a Comoy Tradition from the early fifties, and what to have for lunch today. The weather especially; it was low forties late last night when I stepped out for a last pipefull, and I cursed under my breath in several languages repeatedly. It's only mid forties right now. And it's a good thing I have an umbrella, a thick coat, and two layers of socks. My ancestors tromped through the snows of mediaeval winters wearing woolen longjohns, and I pale in comparison. What I really want to do is spend all day under the blankets arguing with my stuffed animals swilling hot tea and occasionally smoking a pipe. While reading trashy fiction or reference books.
There are stacks of reading material on my bed.
Normal bachelor style.

The Comoy Tradition is what is known as a billiard shape. I've recarved the mouthpiece and worked on the rim, as well as dealt with the inside of the bowl. But I haven't smoked it yet. It was a project I had delayed a while. The previous owner probably puffed it all the way into the nineties, then it sat in the bin for a quarter of a century. Caked up, sooty, neglected.
But it has that lovely old wood. It's time to bring it back.
I'll probably smoke it this weekend.

FLOODED STORM DRAINS

The rain will impact my lunch. I do not intend to go more than a block from the bus stop, although smoking afterwards may be hazardous because that restaurant, which has finally reopened since the pandemic, is in a stretch with no awnings sheltering the portices and entryways of defunct businesses, and no convenient overhangs nearby.

There are two law offices. Lawyers are notoriously kvetchy and contentious.
So those buildings are out of the question.
Professional Karens.

Either chicken and noodles in broth with cilantro, scallion, and ginger, or stirfried chicken with bittermelon over rice. Probably the latter, as I can use Sriracha to my hearts content.
Washed down with Vietnamese coffee.

I'm looking forward to it.



Last night's midnight snack was the same as what I'm having with my second cup of coffee: thin little Chinese cheesy crackers. These things would be great with some cheese.



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