Thursday, June 15, 2006

The Churchwarden



Nay, this isn't a religious post. It refers only to my Father's Day gift.

Yes, Luke and Noah are contributing to their Dad's occasional smoke nights with Uncle Jamie.

This is my dream pipe. Came in the mail today. My lovely wife is allowing me to open it up early. I even get to break it in early!

In any case, I know it's but a small thing, but quite exciting to me!

The pics don't really do it justice. If you can imagine this pipe as almost 11 inches long, then you have it!

10 comments:

JS said...

seen it in person, tis kewl... i shall help you break it in my friend.

Judy said...
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bigsip said...

Aye, tis nice...

I'm looking fwd to smoking some LBL this very day!

kellieja said...

All I can think about when I see that pipe....is you blowing a puff of smoke in the shape of a boat(just like Gandolf) right through the puff of smoke shaped like a circle Jamison just created.

And yes...a strange girl is leaving a comment with those silly midnightcafe boys.

JS said...

KELLIE J!!!!
The woman, the myth, the legend.
if you plan on commenting in the future, be prepared for conversation that transends time and space.. and some that are just as useful as passing gas... but friends all the way.

Mat Brewster said...

I refuse to acknowledge any new commenters until they respond to my e-mail.

kellieja said...

Mat
I'm just trying to keep those theories of yours intact!

Mat Brewster said...

I'm sorry, is someone commenting. I can't hear her.

bigsip said...

Woohoo!

Kellie! Nice to see you here.

Nice pic, btw.

I didn't blow a boat through a smoke ring, but I did manage to put an arrow through a heart...

Comment any and all time, Kellie!

bigsip said...

BTW, JB and I broke the pipe in over at the Tobacco Leaf near my house last friday.

My wife allowed me one extra smoke last night after our little boy was asleep. It was a great and relaxing way to celebrate Father's Day!

I lit some candles, put on some music, and sat outside in the garden, watching the puffs gently obscure the starry canopy.