For good luck, there was a briar pipe in his left side bathrobe pocket;
a tan sandblast panel, which he would take out and sniff.
The panel was very Dunhill-esque.
Why was it so beastly cold? In May?
Global warming.
Folks, we need to save the planet. For me.
Contradictorily, I fought off the first mosquito of the year last night. If she got me, she probably drowned because of the blood thinners coursing through my veins. I can imagine her head popping. I had a extremely vivid dream of discussing the four Biblical Matriarchs with a friend on the East Coast, particularly Sarah Immeinu. This being probably mostly caused by Amlodipine Besylate.
I do not often dream of Biblical subject matter.
My life is relatively normal. I know this, because in the computer age I can read about yours. You all lead interesting and vibrant lives filled with stuff which I heretofore would not have imagined. Thank you.
One of my Facebook friends has this to say: "Due to excessive food-shaming I will no longer be posting photos of my Suhoors. Are you happy with yourselves? I am privately enjoying my chocolate-covered french fries, deep fried pizza and a 2-litre bottle of Coke away from your judging eyes. Good night."
Dang. I'll miss the photos.
In a FB group, another member writes: "Forgive me for the super new Jack question, but I'm new to pipe smoking. I'm looking for a tobacco that tastes good as well as smells good. That way my more attractive half won't mind as much when I smoke in my gun study."
Yeah, no. Let someone else answer that.
A third person: "How can something so small be so smelly #kittens"
Introduce her gently to warm water.
My own life is not so exciting. Rather pedestrian, even. Other than freezing my brass monkeys off in San Francisco -- a very quiet normal city where nothing ever happens -- there is absolutely naught remark-worthy.
It's cold in the rest of the country too, yes?
Today is a day off. Reading, followed by dim sum, a bit of a smoke (in the aforementioned panel), milk tea and a pastry late afternoon, another smoke (probably in a Comoy Liverpool), then something with chilies at home.
Where there are down comforters.
Oh, and grumbling.
Dark Flake: 20%. Best Brown: 60%. St. James Flake: 20%.
Mixed together. There's just enough Perique for comfort.
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