My Secret Life As a Tobacco Slut and Other Shocking Revalations
Call it destiny I guess, so today, I phoned previously unknown (at least to me) B&M not far from my job looking for Edgeworth RR. Of course he didn't have it and of course I had to figure out what he did have. After our brief discussion I decided to run over at lunch time and have a look. Pretty decent place actually but the guy is obviously a Virginican and despite a fair selection of tinned tobacco and a dozen house blends or so, he could only point me to one burley blend (which looked and smelled a bit like Lane BLWB, YUCK!). My attention then turned to his selection of tinned tobaccos. From there it got a bit more interesting.
As you probably already know, spring time can make Old GIs do some strange things. My first was trying Squadron Leader and the next step as you may have heard me say was flake (which I had never tried) and Old Gowrie. Well here's what I walked out with
Old Gowrie Haven't smoked any yet
Stokkebye's Luxury Navy Flake Not bad, pretty good actually
Samuel Gawith's Chocolate Flake This one I really liked
He also had Squadron Leader and a few other notables that have been on my radar for a while. It's cool to know that there is a local source for this stuff. I think most of my burlies (OJK, Purple Cow, Haunted Bookshop etc.) will still be web based affairs but at least at the moment I seem to have a convenient local source for some pretty good, "out of the box" stuff without the mail and wait.
Don't know if I could ever be a full scale Virginican. To me at least Virginia has a very off taste when not evened out with large quantites of burley. There's almost a citrusy taste and they don't seem near as smokeable, cool and forgiving as my beloved burlies. So far I've yet to see any of these that I would qualify as an all day smoke. But they are good for when I'm in the mood for something totally different so I suppose some of these will stay on as mood tobaccos and at the moment I'm just tobacco slutting to see which ones will make the cut. Squadron Leader has and if today's sampling was any indication so has the SG Chocolate Flake. This Dark 1792 business is something I've got to try as well. Dude at the B&M said it is the mac daddy of nicotine punch in the face and it would put you on my butt. So I thought to myself, "Nonsense Poopy Pants! I smoke 5Bros!" Anyway so the cat is out of the bag, at least this afternoon I was a naughty, naughty little tobacco tramp. So there I said it.
And oh yeah, since confession is good for the soul, I did burn some of the luxury navy flake in a four digit woodie but it was only once. Amazing how guilty I felt afterward.
Now that I think about it, I may have seen a tin of EMP there too. Maybe I'll get on board with the Dunghill set just to see what all the comotion is about. I'm thinking stiff burley in the morning and evenings are for going crazy and stepping totally away from the box.
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What you're really saying is
What you're really saying is that you are getting tired of smoking those burleys and really want to whore yourself to the Virginia camp. There is no shame in that, really. You have stepped outside your safety zone and slutted yourself a little bit. That's good :)
Seriously though - trying new blends, at least from time to time, is what makes pipe smoking so great.
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*sniffle, tear*
This is worse than when I found out my mother worked at the Mustang Ranch, worse than graffiti on Mt. Rushmore. *sniffle, heading for the bridge to end it all*
Fume in pace, ckr
Not to Worry
It's a summer thing, always is. I've yet to give up my beloved burlies and still smoke them the majority of the time regardless. By August or September my fling will be over and I'll have a solid baseline of summer fling tobaccos instead of having to start next spring with random shots in the dark. What normally happens is around the end of the summer I decide to put away my summer flings and go back to dance with who brung me (full time, to the exclusion of all others.) Not unlike being married to a supermodel and deciding that for the summer you'll start picking up chicks in truckstops and biker bars late at night. An interesting diversion but not for the long haul. Not a life or outlook changing experience.
"Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate but that we are powerful beyond measure."
Your photo's turned to the wall....
My sainted grandmother Maria Krainz, long-suffering wife of Old Joe Krainz, prayed to saints for their intervention in her daily life. If she believed that her imprecations and devotions were ignored, the saint's image was turned to the wall, until such time that the saint in question would return to her 'grace'. GI, your photo's turned, but redemption's just a foil pack away, just a sniff from that large fragrant plastic tub from the Kroger's or the Piggly-Wiggly, or the Winn-Dixie. Do you want your pipes to gather off your linia, humming "I wished that he'd smoke PA, today, today" (to the melody of 'Dixie'). Lord, boy, they're fixin' to auction off your spot on the codger bench down by the feed store. All I can say is that there's trouble, trouble in Burley City, that's T-R-O-U-B-L-E. Leave them city 'baccers behind, and, come back to the Church, the Church of the Smoldering Burley Ember. It's yer soul we're worried about!
"What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet. " Gerard Manley Hopkins
I'm proud of ya GI
You're truely taking positive steps in your tobacco development ... Feel the power of the dark side GI ... GI, I am your father! (Excuse me while I put this darn light saber away - the stupid thing won't retract and I'm cutting everything off ... well, nearly EVERYTHING and I'm scared for that precious part now!)
Rick Piatt