Waiting in the truck before going into my office. Front desk scheduled some heavy dental procedures for today. Patients are cool though. I should have brought a stronger tobacco. I'll be fine. Hope all you have a great day. 
***What Are You Smoking, Nov. 2024?***
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After breakfast (albeit still pre-motivation) bowl of BF#1 in a Fatih freehand.
Pfeifen Huber Louisiana Flake in my new Mastro Geppeto. 
First bowl of KBV study in scarlet in a Wessex Canadian. So far so good. My taste memory of McClelland virginias is 20 years old and my stash is long gone, so I’m trying what is currently available. Any other recommendations for me?
Nice! Even your forgettable is pipes are memorable.
Charatan Black Flake (why is it called that?) in a Kiplay, whilst checking on the bare-root strawberries that came in the post and I potted up in the greenhouse last week. The Charatan is taking some time to get to know - like some old friend, very conversational, who will happily discuss the weather, football and car mechanics but who you can't get started on the dimensionality of Time, the Apostolic Succession or the meaning of out-of-body experiences. The word I'm looking for is, I think, "uncomplicated". YMMV, of course.
A quarter of the way through this bowl of pre-2014 Edward G. Robinson's Pipe Blend in a 2014 Basil Meadows smooth slight bend squashed tomato with an aluminum band and a black pearl acrylic stem in the military mount style. Just fed Sleepy Suzy and Molly Danger. Fed three ferals, too. Haven't seen Abner the Eager yet. Ice water and bergs is my drink.
Mid morning smoke. Boswell Poker with ‘17 C&D Daylight blend and some Pu’erh tea with honey.
Very striking and unique pipe! Love it!
G&H Louisiana Flake in a Merchant Service lumberman.
I will be smoking a mix of Lane 1-Q and Sutliff 507-C in the Pete Pub with 9mm filter and new silicone bit later.
Update on my coyote experience: @MisterBadger was right ... my neighbor just informed me the new neighbor (w/in last month) on the next street, has three young malinois shepherds that are breaking out of their fenced yard and roaming the neighborhood. Animal control has previous experience with them already ! So they weren't coyotes ... instead ... just the smartest most aggressive shepherds known to man and used by the military. Oh Joy!
Update on my coyote experience: @MisterBadger was right ... my neighbor just informed me the new neighbor (w/in last month) on the next street, has three young malinois shepherds that are breaking out of their fenced yard and roaming the neighborhood. Animal control has previous experience with them already ! So they weren't coyotes ... instead ... just the smartest most aggressive shepherds known to man and used by the military. Oh Joy!
Virginia and a cob, what better pairing could be? Well, some might say that if Burley is the tobacco part of the pair, then you have the best combination. Maybe so...
Having just come from a trip (late on Sunday night) and already getting ready for another (early tomorrow morning) makes me think that I am not such a "Mobility" person, it's rather the "Stability" that is my inclination. Once per month far from my base is enough for me, otherwise I get out of balance.
Have a nice rest of the day good people!
Having just come from a trip (late on Sunday night) and already getting ready for another (early tomorrow morning) makes me think that I am not such a "Mobility" person, it's rather the "Stability" that is my inclination. Once per month far from my base is enough for me, otherwise I get out of balance.
Have a nice rest of the day good people!
Having some Warhorse Bar in a Kaywoodie Meer lined Canadian with water. Hoping the afternoon goes by fast and smooth. 
My sympathies, @Hillcrest - bad neighbours can be a misery, especially with powerful dogs they haven't the ability or sense to control. I do hope the worst case scenario doesn't develop, because it's the dogs that pay the supreme penalty, not the owner - and that strikes me as terribly unjust because there are almost no bad dogs, so much as bad owners.I will be smoking a mix of Lane 1-Q and Sutliff 507-C in the Pete Pub with 9mm filter and new silicone bit later.
Update on my coyote experience: @MisterBadger was right ... my neighbor just informed me the new neighbor (w/in last month) on the next street, has three young malinois shepherds that are breaking out of their fenced yard and roaming the neighborhood. Animal control has previous experience with them already ! So they weren't coyotes ... instead ... just the smartest most aggressive shepherds known to man and used by the military. Oh Joy!
This day began with the scene you see below. It's really ugly out there - Nineteen below zero Celcius. Bitter cold. I'm feeling a bit better today. My back is better within it's limits, and my eczema outbreak is now under control. All this being given, I'd like to tell you a few stories right now that seem appropriate, but if you're not in a story mood skip to below the pictures for details on my morning smoke.
Pictured in the top photo is my dog, Ricoh. He is 20 years old, totally blind and totally deaf. But still full of spirit, disobedient, and a total asshole. As my sister says, "Suck it up, Gord. Dog's take after their masters." It runs in the family. A bit about myself that a few of you know, but I'll put it up for grabs here.
I am, and have been all my life, career driven. I've had a great international career in music, in what we call the "Sub-Circuit", one of teaching, performing and developing programs at International Music Camps in the summer, doing our jobs in our resident orchestras during the season. I was usually in charge of conducting the student orchestras, and co-concertmaster or principal second of the Festival Orchestras. Usually resident composer and teacher of analytical theory and composition. I also taught theory, composition, violin and Music Appreciation courses for non-music majors (my all time favourite teaching niche of all!.) at several regional colleges and Universities. Also been conductor-in-residence at several seasonal orchestras, such as the Victoria Capital Festival Orchestra and Assistant Conductor at Prince George.
I moved to Prince George in 1998, accepting the job as Concertmaster. The reason is besides music, my passion was and is, hunting, fishing and photography. And the PG Symphony at that time, was a very good orchestra, even doing CBC recordings and tours, smaller than, but pretty much on par, with Victoria. We even had an excellent relationship with that symphony (in which I played section 1st for a number of years, as my private teaching schedule was too big to do admin/cm type of work), hiring their people as extras when we played bigger repertoire, and they reciprocated in a like manner. And PG has some of the best hunting and fishing in the world, and is a photographers' paradise to boot. It was a great life. and a great fit.
The music circuit is draining, and I eventually retired from the PG orchestra to conduct and develop what became the largest amateur orchestra in Western Canada. Ive had a wonderful career from which I am now totally retired. A few private students, that's it. Being constantly on the move suited me, as I'm a loner. I even hunt and fish alone. Lots of good friends, but I control the situation. Ricoh is now my sole companion. I got him at six years when a family (I was teaching their kids) split up and they were going to have to put him down if I didn't take him. Didn't like dogs, but I did take him on. Don't really know why. They named him Rico, after an unsavory sit-com character, so I renamed him Ricoh, after the camera company. Even though I'm a large format film photographer, I use Pentax cameras (Ricoh Corporation) when I do 35mm. So that worked out fine lol.
I never married, although I had several serious opportunities, but being a musician and travelling in that circuit, ultimately I couldn't put up with their bullshit (if you know any professional women musicians, or any professional woman probably, you'll understand). So I'm happily by myself, probably on my way out like my mutt. At 73, ya just never know. Oh, as an aside, I have walkways around the house bordered by one gallon jugs of water. He finds his way around by travelling in circles, bumping in to the jugs to locate himself. If he gets too out of hand, I simply re-arrange the jugs to tune him up a bit. The jugs are also a water storage thing because up here, frozen water pipes are not uncommon.
And that's the skinny. If you got this far, thanks for the listen. If you didn't, I don't blame you either. Old men reminisce. And my recent passion for pipes probably keeps me going more than I'd like to think.
Now, here's the pics and the morning smoke!
A bit of a change of pace this morning. Yup, a McQ miniature (this one actually looks almost normal and smokes very well) loaded with Amphora Absolute (Rich in the USA). Not my usual AM stuff, but not uncommon either. I like this tobacco, and it's got a "twang" not unlike Mad Fiddler. When I smoke Absolute in the AM, I almost always have a larger pipe of it in the afternoon. That's the plan. The pipe (called "The Fable", is in briar wood, dedicated to Orientals only should I want one in the morning.)
Pictured in the top photo is my dog, Ricoh. He is 20 years old, totally blind and totally deaf. But still full of spirit, disobedient, and a total asshole. As my sister says, "Suck it up, Gord. Dog's take after their masters." It runs in the family. A bit about myself that a few of you know, but I'll put it up for grabs here.
I am, and have been all my life, career driven. I've had a great international career in music, in what we call the "Sub-Circuit", one of teaching, performing and developing programs at International Music Camps in the summer, doing our jobs in our resident orchestras during the season. I was usually in charge of conducting the student orchestras, and co-concertmaster or principal second of the Festival Orchestras. Usually resident composer and teacher of analytical theory and composition. I also taught theory, composition, violin and Music Appreciation courses for non-music majors (my all time favourite teaching niche
of all!.) at several regional colleges and Universities. Also been conductor-in-residence at several seasonal orchestras, such as the Victoria Capital Festival Orchestra and Assistant Conductor at Prince George.I moved to Prince George in 1998, accepting the job as Concertmaster. The reason is besides music, my passion was and is, hunting, fishing and photography. And the PG Symphony at that time, was a very good orchestra, even doing CBC recordings and tours, smaller than, but pretty much on par, with Victoria. We even had an excellent relationship with that symphony (in which I played section 1st for a number of years, as my private teaching schedule was too big to do admin/cm type of work), hiring their people as extras when we played bigger repertoire, and they reciprocated in a like manner. And PG has some of the best hunting and fishing in the world, and is a photographers' paradise to boot. It was a great life. and a great fit.
The music circuit is draining, and I eventually retired from the PG orchestra to conduct and develop what became the largest amateur orchestra in Western Canada. Ive had a wonderful career from which I am now totally retired. A few private students, that's it. Being constantly on the move suited me, as I'm a loner. I even hunt and fish alone. Lots of good friends, but I control the situation. Ricoh is now my sole companion. I got him at six years when a family (I was teaching their kids) split up and they were going to have to put him down if I didn't take him. Didn't like dogs, but I did take him on. Don't really know why. They named him Rico, after an unsavory sit-com character, so I renamed him Ricoh, after the camera company. Even though I'm a large format film photographer, I use Pentax cameras (Ricoh Corporation) when I do 35mm. So that worked out fine lol.
I never married, although I had several serious opportunities, but being a musician and travelling in that circuit, ultimately I couldn't put up with their bullshit (if you know any professional women musicians, or any professional woman probably, you'll understand). So I'm happily by myself, probably on my way out like my mutt. At 73, ya just never know. Oh, as an aside, I have walkways around the house bordered by one gallon jugs of water. He finds his way around by travelling in circles, bumping in to the jugs to locate himself. If he gets too out of hand, I simply re-arrange the jugs to tune him up a bit. The jugs are also a water storage thing because up here, frozen water pipes are not uncommon.
And that's the skinny. If you got this far, thanks for the listen. If you didn't, I don't blame you either. Old men reminisce. And my recent passion for pipes probably keeps me going more than I'd like to think.
Now, here's the pics and the morning smoke!
A bit of a change of pace this morning. Yup, a McQ miniature (this one actually looks almost normal and smokes very well) loaded with Amphora Absolute (Rich in the USA). Not my usual AM stuff, but not uncommon either. I like this tobacco, and it's got a "twang" not unlike Mad Fiddler. When I smoke Absolute in the AM, I almost always have a larger pipe of it in the afternoon. That's the plan. The pipe (called "The Fable", is in briar wood, dedicated to Orientals only should I want one in the morning.)
Did a set of walking reps, brought Abner the Eager in to eat, and smoked a bowl of year 2016 D&R Three Sails in an undated straight brush etched black Molina apple with a nickel band and a tapered black vulcanite stem. It's time for some lunch.
