RE: Redwing:
I know that song well, but with rather different lyrics! Been meaning to look it up.
I know that song well, but with rather different lyrics! Been meaning to look it up.
Cobs are still objectively the best smoking pipes ever made.
If you want to win, stop throwing your money away.
No handcrafted stem can match the quality of design in the airway of the injection molded 80 cent Missouri Meerschaum plastic stem.Er, that's subjectively, and in either case, I disagree. They may smoke all right, but they look poorly.
Objectively? Ha ha! Funny guy!Cobs are still objectively the best smoking pipes ever made.
If you want to win, stop throwing your money away.
No handcrafted stem can match the quality of design in the airway of the injection molded 80 cent Missouri Meerschaum plastic stem.
We can scientifically measure aerodynamics, just because no-one has ever compared stems in a wind tunnel doesn't mean we can't figure out which is best just looking at the design principles.
And after your pipe is caked the bowl material is irrelevant to the smoking experience.
Sometimes technology makes the cheapest option the best option.
You might prioritize aspects other than smoking quality, sometimes I still do, but in the end you can't taste aesthetic preferences.
Not sure what you’re tryin’ to say, but I’m pretty sure you’re draws too tight.@cosmicfolklore , Ef Ah had mah druthers, Ad'd druther see youz all natcherly bash yore haid o'ver with'n ya pipe. Amoosin' but confoosin it is, o'big sloppy beast of a red-blooded American boy, ya is. Ah has spoken! As any food kin plainly see, ah sees that it'za time for alls us good folks to rightly 'preciate the value of a good well made pipe, even if it'z n'xpensive. There'zn youz 'half it.
From your good friend in Dogpatch, USA.
I may be wrong, but I believe he may be a tryn’ to get you to trade one of your Beckers for one of his cobs.Not sure what you’re tryin’ to say, but I’m pretty sure you’re draws too tight.![]()
Channeling your inner Samuel Langhorne, eh?@cosmicfolklore , Ef Ah had mah druthers, Ad'd druther see youz all natcherly bash yore haid o'ver with'n ya pipe. Amoosin' but confoosin it is, o'big sloppy beast of a red-blooded American boy, ya is. Ah has spoken! As any food kin plainly see, ah sees that it'za time for alls us good folks to rightly 'preciate the value of a good well made pipe, even if it'z n'xpensive. There'zn youz 'half it.
From your good friend in Dogpatch, USA.
More like Al Capp.Channeling your inner Samuel Langhorne, eh?
This thread has taken me down the road to a holl’r just out side of Harrison - by Al Capp’s place.Not sure what you’re tryin’ to say, but I’m pretty sure you’re draws too tight.![]()
Perfection, in my opinion, is an illusion and a perspective based solely on a criteria developed by flawed humans. It is over rated and limits the scopes of one’s opportunities. I prefer my journey to not be limited by barriers.I admit to being fickle about two thing in pipes - (well, three if you count not buying any pipe that looks like a dong) and that is, I absolutely hate fill and don't smoke corncobs. Fill is usually barely visible and 99.99% of the time it almost never affects the way a pipe smokes. Even so, I can't stand it. A friend of mine has one of the most beautiful wives I've ever seen. One day she wore a low backed dress and had these 5 huge moles visible. That was the last time I was envious of him. A minor sand pit I can handle, but fill's are the big disgusting moles of the pipe world. Cobs I tried once and didn't enjoy the smoke compared to briar. I also didn't like looking like a male Grannie Clampett
Perfection, in my opinion, is an illusion and a perspective based solely on a criteria developed by flawed humans. It is over rated and limits the scopes of one’s opportunities.
Nah, one should always know one's mind and be comfortable with one's preferences. I commend you for that. For me, for whatever reason, a narrow road was one that never allowed me to feel unconstrained. One of my favorite pipes, a Sasieni 738 second, is loaded with fills. I've had it for years and it smokes better than any other pipe in the rack. I have had to have it repaired with a nickel band, but you know what - it is a war hero if there ever was one in terms of showing no quarter to tobacco.Yeah but since I have yet to meet any humans that even remotely approach perfect in my 58 years and I hate fill and big moles, I'm content to live without the pipes without fills or women that have big moles. When you consider that I'll be unlikely to meet a woman I'd replace my wife for and that I'll have a finite number of pipes during my lifetime, I'm ok with limiting the pool from which I choose. Call me narrow minded.
L'il Abner....
Somehow, knowing the Ozarks as I do, L'il Abner just seems appropriate on this thread. By the way, Ozarks is the correct pronunciation for the French words, but the wrong spelling. Aux Arcs. Missourians have a real issue with French words... Courtois River is pronounced Cote a Way. Go figure. I could go on, but I fear I might slip into my south Missourian accent, and that would make my children a bit embarrassed.