I had a bad feeling that this rumination thing was contagious.Please ruminate.
When there's too much rumination, time to start the rum-inationI had a bad feeling that this rumination thing was contagious.
Is it serious? Does it go away or does one need to see a doctor?
I may have to ruminate on these questions . . . bugger . . . hope there's a cure that doesn't involve excessive amounts of alcohol.
I rotated down the back steps, ass over teakettle, a few times.I only rotate against my will and when I can't help it, namely when three sheets to the wind. I once rotated into my pipe rack and sent the buggers flying all over the place. Ruminating at lightning speed, I ascertained that none of the better ones had been dented or otherwise fucked up, and proceeded to lie down on the couch, where I slipped into a restful coma. Awakening at noon the next day, I pondered, but did not ruminate on, my foolishness, and lit a cigar that had somehow got bent. So the answer is, generally speaking, no.
Or, he have been right and didn’t realize why.Goodness no...I would never suggest that. I'm just saying he may have been mistaken.
That's exactly what I did. I now have 10 excellent pipes instead of 100, most of which were sub-par for me. I am much happier now.After sufficient rumination, I am prepared to share my experience.
I only have maybe 15 to 20 briars, and maybe 10 or so cobs. I do believe in resting the pipe for a day or two between smokes, and when I first started, I did not have enough pipes to rotate. Bit by bit, I added more pipes. Once I got to around 15 or 20 briars, I no longer felt my enjoyment was hampered by a lack of pipes, and I have not bought another pipe since.
None of this has been intentional, and I do plan to buy more pipes. I just haven't gotten to it yet. The last time I bought a pipe was 2018. What I would really love is to have a limited collection of very nice pipes and to toss out most of my knockaround basket pipes that I still smoke.