Current Health Update and
Twofer Smoke Post from last night. One at a time. Then, this afternoon's
Skippable Drivel.
Health Update: Well, gonna be a Chatty Cathy for the next couple of days, cuz I'm bored out of my skull. My hernia surgery was absolutely successful. However, my surgeon (a personal friend) gave me detritus maximus because it had grown to dangerous size because I wouldn't sit still. Was too active. Tell me about it. But all's well that end's well. However, the catheter and bladder problems are still ongoing. Reason? The hospital itself lost all of my blood test and prescription records. Gone. Nowhere to be found. Computer glitch, whatever . . . My surgeon is furious and is taking some steps to get the situation rectified and I'll have to sit still while he does so. And he will. Just have to put up with major discomfort for a few more days with this rotten catheter inserted into my wiener and he gets me the prescription needed to prepare for withdrawal. 'Nuff said.
Last Night's Smoke was a dandy, and it's also about killing two birds with one stone. I smoked a full bowl of
C&D Sunday Picnic in my Oriental Dedicated workhorse, the
Ropp R07. Can't say enough about this pipe and its versatility and smokability.
First bird to kill, I used my Canon Pixma 1 as a prop - I approach photography one shot at a time, and set each shot up individually based on the color profile of the printer. That's why my posted onlinexposures are often erratic . . . . I use a 21 mp Pentax K-s2, or my 24 mp Pentax K3, both capable of stunning 16x20 prints, exceeding 2 1/4" square enlargements in quality by more than a hair. They are not color balanced for online use. And it will remain thus, I'm afraid.
2nd Bird to Kill is all about deceit and guile, and will have most of you rolling your eyes or laughing your heads off, depending on your disposition, should you choose to read
Skippable Drivel. First of all, though, last night's smoke:
Skippable Drivel: When friends and guests come into my house, I have an open tobacco bar. Three 4 ounce jars of Smokers' Pride Cherry Cavendish, Smokers' Pride Vanilla Cavendish, and Smokers' Pride Whiskey are always there, and they can pig out on those (which imho are terrific tobaccos, btw) with as much as they want and as large a pipe as they want. Go for it.
Three 2 oz jars of more expensive fodder are also in the tray, and I rotate those each visit so they can have two pipes each visit. I suggest they use a smaller pipe for these, but they don't have to. They also know that once 3 red stickers are on the jar, when that jar is gone, so is that tobacco in the rotation. I have told them truthfully, that at the 3 sticker point, I have less than a tin left and they can only have it on special days - ie, it's off the menu.
I had a small jar of Sunday Picnic out, and it rapidly reached the 3 dot stage. Most of them sucked this tobacco up whenever it was put out.
When I told them it was gone because I now had less than a tin and it was an endangered species, there was some disappointment. What I didn't tell them is that I had an 8 ounce tin,
shown on top of the Canon printer with the seemingly miniscule Ropp J07 leaning up against it. I'd obtained this tin from the US before I got nailed in the Great Tobacco Gauntlet.
Now, theologically, St Thomas Aquinas would call this the use of deceit under the use of guile (deception by words) and/or fraud (deception by deeds or action). Given the nature of the product and cost, venial. And this is also written up under Canon Law. And yeah, mea culpa. Might come clean one day, but in the meantime it makes a good story, I hope. Cheers for now.
