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Nov. 21st, 2006 01:02 amI felt fine last time I got a flu shot, then I spent the next two days feeling awful. I've felt horrible for the past week, then today I got a flu shot, and now I feel OK.
I dunno, you tell me.
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There's an interesting article in this month's Rake about Lewis Pipe & Tobacco. I had a chance to check out the new location out a couple of weeks ago. I was a little disappointed to hear that they had to move from their Nicollet Mall location, because it was a nice space. But damn, the Rand Building is very very nice.
I think it's the weather that's causing it, but I've had a real urge to get back into pipes. I hadn't smoked anything for almost two years--not that it's a great idea for an asthmatic to be smoking in the first place, but it's not like I'm smoking a pack of unfiltered Chesterfields every day, come on--after I got my hands on a pre-embargo Cuban cigar a while back. I don't know whether it was because it was Cuban, or just because it had been aging in a warehouse for 40 years, but that was the Cigar of the Gods. A beam of light shot off of it when I unwrapped it. I smoked it down to the nub, and it satisfied my desire to smoke for two years. Actually, I still don't really have much of a craving for cigars.
So, pipes. A couple of weeks ago, I went to Fielding & Company up in Falcon Heights. I like them because they sell a bunch of stuff in bulk that's ordinarily only available tinned. I picked up an ounce of Dunhill 965. Of course, I only had the chance to smoke one bowl of it before I caught a cold, but that's just the kind of luck I'm having lately.
(Oh, and speaking of articles in the Rake, there's also an article about pugs that's titled "Like Petting a Packaged Ham." I approve.)
I dunno, you tell me.
There's an interesting article in this month's Rake about Lewis Pipe & Tobacco. I had a chance to check out the new location out a couple of weeks ago. I was a little disappointed to hear that they had to move from their Nicollet Mall location, because it was a nice space. But damn, the Rand Building is very very nice.
I think it's the weather that's causing it, but I've had a real urge to get back into pipes. I hadn't smoked anything for almost two years--not that it's a great idea for an asthmatic to be smoking in the first place, but it's not like I'm smoking a pack of unfiltered Chesterfields every day, come on--after I got my hands on a pre-embargo Cuban cigar a while back. I don't know whether it was because it was Cuban, or just because it had been aging in a warehouse for 40 years, but that was the Cigar of the Gods. A beam of light shot off of it when I unwrapped it. I smoked it down to the nub, and it satisfied my desire to smoke for two years. Actually, I still don't really have much of a craving for cigars.
So, pipes. A couple of weeks ago, I went to Fielding & Company up in Falcon Heights. I like them because they sell a bunch of stuff in bulk that's ordinarily only available tinned. I picked up an ounce of Dunhill 965. Of course, I only had the chance to smoke one bowl of it before I caught a cold, but that's just the kind of luck I'm having lately.
(Oh, and speaking of articles in the Rake, there's also an article about pugs that's titled "Like Petting a Packaged Ham." I approve.)