I’m a sucker for Mannix, Rockford or Magnum, lol.
What do You Enjoy While You Smoke?
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Today it was driving and enjoyed on a long road trip, otherwise on my deck 90% of the time until winter.
Way to deep for me, but my answer to the question "What us truth?" is usually, "That which brings me peace."
I only ponder bullshit, the bullshittier the bullshit the better.
walking or hiking. Conversing with friends or kewl cats. Writing, reading, listening to music, or in general enjoying things created by weirdos (all artists are weirdos, look at the ones we gots here!!!!).
Nothing, it’s the one thing I can do that doesn’t take anything else. I sit with my thoughts and I’m happy with that.
Either thinking or reading.Might seem boring to a lot of people but it’s my happy place.
Things I enjoy while smoking a pipe? Well, for starters, I really enjoy smoking a pipe. So it's closer to me enjoying a pipe while doing things rather than the other way around. But the things I enjoy most while smoking a pipe are fishing, reading, listening to music/podcasts, people watching, and watching movies. I don't like hiking with a pipe, but I'll bring one along for breaks.
I tend to listen to music or listen to podcasts...usually in the patio watching the trees sway.
I just try to relax, which I find difficult to do…
I just sit and enjoy the smoke while letting my mind wander.
Just about anything I'm doing, I'll have my pipe with me.
Crossword puzzles...lawn mowing...staring into the void...
This seems to be the common theme.
Playing chess, imaginary telepathic conversations with my cats, off-camera zoom meetings and tech support calls for work ...I don't shower, sleep, or cook while I smoke a pipe...but most things become a bit more pleasurable with a pipe 
Sitting still while enjoying some great jazz.
Letting me hands wander over Mrs. Condor until she slaps me because I've spilt ash on her jubblies whilst trying to motor boat her and forgetting to take the pipe out of my mouth. 