So usually I don’t have a blend in mind when I have the opportunity to smoke a bowl. It’s all which pipe will I pick and which tobacco will I choose with all the permutations involved (I don’t want to fold and stuff flakes, much less rub them out or I don’t feel like an OTC burley blend. Hmmm, maybe sumthin’ with a rum topping? Oooh, maybe the grassy sweetness of. Virginia! Decisions, decisions...). Anyhoo, today I just reached out and grabbed the first pipe I could reach, an old comfy Grabow billiard and WITHOUT thinking grabbed a jar of Westminster. It’s interesting how a slight dip in temperature will subconsciously affect my choices.
Does this happen to you? Do you stick relentlessly to your rotations (according to my planner, the third bowl of September 5 will be Bengal slices in my figural Meer)? Do you leave it to spontaneity or a change in the weather? The tides and the cycles of the moon?
Does this happen to you? Do you stick relentlessly to your rotations (according to my planner, the third bowl of September 5 will be Bengal slices in my figural Meer)? Do you leave it to spontaneity or a change in the weather? The tides and the cycles of the moon?