Enjoyed a tall stack of cinnamon raisin French toast with a sliced golden delicious apple on the side. After that, I noticed a poor, pitiful, lonely half pound cheeseburger in the freezer, and I felt so sorry for it, that I sprinkled some mustard and ketchup on it, and put it out of its misery. That was my good deed for the day.
Now smoking the last of my stash of Peretti Cuban Mixture in an undated slight bent rusticated brown with a darker fumed top unbranded Micoli billiard with a white accented perpex ferrule, off center square shank and black vulcanite stem in the military mount style. Getting a few things done before my weekly Sunday pipe zoom at the top of the hour.