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Thank you for your reply, I do not hold it against your aged eyes, that you did not read most of what I wrote. But, in the least you read my expression of gratitude towards every member here. Your mention of eyes, that reminds me of my own eyes, when I walked the beaches of El Kala, not so much my eyes but the feeling that my eyes experience on that fateful day, the feeling of the blistering sun in them and of the stinging of my sweat, as it trickled down my face in that searing sun. I do not know the term, for when you look across a beach or desert and the heat looks to sizzle up from the sand. This alone makes it hard to see clearly when walking on a beach or a desert, not mentioning the sweat and the punishing sun. The sun which punishes man under certain circumstances, rewards him under others. Maybe this is the point, maybe this is why my time at El Kala chafes so much like sand in one's knickers, not like sand which fills bags to abut a levee. Sand which is mixed with clay and slurry to make bricks, maybe that is redundant as slurry implies the use of sand.
Are these lyrics from a Phish song?
 

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woodsroad

Lifer
Oct 10, 2013
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I wish to apologize as I realize my original correspondence might of come off opaque, disjointed, jittery even. Perhaps, I did not clarify enough, I should of written more, apparently. I will say now that I woke up rather agitated. My upstairs neighbor Dr. Ivolgin lost his cat a couple days ago, I could hear him pacing all night. He is rather upset by it which is rather a surprise as I could often hear him berating his cat, nightly, through the floorboards. Last night I could just hear him walking, pacing the apartment. It sounded as if he was walking in circles around the apartment as I could hear him leaving and entering his bedroom, sometimes banging into furniture. It was likely his bumping into these objects which woke me on occasion, only to wake and stare restlessly at the ceiling, hearing him pace. I would fall asleep and wake again, often feeling like my mouth was parched, like I was staring at the sea under the blaring sun, when I spent that afternoon many years walking the beaches of El Kala. But, as I wrote earlier, I rather not speak further about what happened that day. Thank you for listening. I will have a bowl of Maman's mixture now.
I thought that your upstairs neighbor was Mr. Dostoevsky.
 

kcghost

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May 6, 2011
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I am not sure if what to say. If you are apologizing for hurting our feelings rest assured you did not. If you are after us because we hurt your feelings , relax it was not on purpose. And the underwear you found in a bag in your vehicle please tell us you meant panties.
In the words of the immortal Bill Russell "No harm, no foul".
 

anotherbob

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You've never come across as someone who has a hard time expressing their feelings.

How does a pair of someone's underwear wind up under the seat? Did you have an accident? If you did, would it be upsetting to your spouse? Do you suffer from IBD? If so, it's to be expected.

I wouldn't mind having a bidet, but wouldn't you need several towels to dry your stuff?

I enjoy your posts and glad you are here.
Well from my experience how my underwear has ended up in some ones car is some girl I work with insist I shouldn't walk home tonight. I say oh the weathers not that bad I'll be fine. And eventually I give up on arguing about it. And then they suddenly make a detour and want to show me something.... And then opps in that isolated spot that burrito you knew was too old to eat gets it revenge. :P
 
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briarbuck

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All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy...
 

anotherbob

Lifer
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seriously though you bring up one of my big pet peeves. The my real friends and my internet friends. As if the way you can get to know someone and become invested in their life is some how less of thing because you haven't shared meat space. The irony is often people online feel more comfortable opening up and there are friends I have that I never talked to more then a few times when we lived in the same town and went to school together or worked together. And it wasn't till internet conversations that they opened up enough to see who they are. Connections people make aren't predicated on physical contact or space but something more etheric and inside. I know that's not what you're saying. But I think it is appropriate. And I say to celebrate this post we say no to paragraph breaks for at least a whole week. Starting next week using this week to get as much practice in as we can. Cause if they can't handle a good stream of consciousness, that's their problem not ours! Oh and glad to have met you.
 

monty55

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Ok, that's three times you brought up the beaches of El Kala, but you don't want to talk about it.
I think it's best if you tell us about that experience and let the chips fall where they may, or...
Buy Dr. Ivolgin upstairs a new kitty so you both can get some rest, it sounds like you need it.
But I still want to know what happened to Elton John.

I had to get that in before Kevin puts an end to this, as I'm sure he will be thoroughly confused.
 
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