Heine's Blend in the very first pipe I ever bought ($2.49) in 1974; a smooth three quarter bend Dr. Grabow Omega.
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Heine's Blend in the very first pipe I ever bought ($2.49) in 1974; a smooth three quarter bend Dr. Grabow Omega.
Finishing up my last two bowls of Tambolaka in an old Orlik Captain Black billiard.
http://www.soswildlifecontrol.com/wp...-collector.jpgQuote:
Originally Posted by Lostmason
After years of trying to rid or reduce my raccoon problem I discovered that there's a secret criminal organization, La Cosa Procione or the Raccoon Mafia. They assigning turf, areas where a battle tested individual is in control. They sift through your garbage with the skill of a seasoned papparazzi and they challenge you to find a way to keep them out. Get rid of your current raccoon boss and by the next night you have a new boss. Move them 40 miles away and they're back before morning.
They even have a school: Raccoon Diploma
There is no relief, just the occasional respite on a morning when you don't find your trash cans tipped and your garbage strewn up and down the road.
Raccoon Attack
Been at work for two hours and I'm thinking I would've been further ahead just staying in bed. Monumentally lazy coworkers can be a gigantic, royal pain in the ass.
So, lots of Royal Yacht. There must be something in it that tempers my mood because I can be a foul beast and a quarter of the way into a bowl of RY I love the world again hugs & kisses & such. Pete's Irish Oak has the same mind-altering properties.
Re: Tambolaka
@Haebar : 9500114134265290033109
Expected delivery Tuesday. There's enough for probably two bowls.
@Alligator Gar : 9500114134265290033116
Ditto above.
Troost Slices in an egg shaped medium bend smooth Burgundy colored 1985 Caminetto. Have enough left for one more bowl.
C&D Odessa in a 3/4 bent Old Vic
I used to have a raccoon that would come up on the porch and eat with my cats, I quit feed the cats on the porch when my son went out one night and thought he was petting a cat and found out it was the coon.
This Royal Yacht train isn't stopping.
Years back when I was living in sin with my would be wife I worked 2nd shift. We had a downstairs apartment in a split house that was towards the end of a quiet road, so when I got home at 11:30PM on nice nights I would grab a cigar and unwind on the front porch. One evening I was doing such and I just happened to look all the way down the street to a well-lit intersection in time to see something four-legged and big moving around. It started to come my way just as a car turned on to our street, and I realized then, under the headlights, that it was the biggest racoon in the history of racoons. I'm pretty sure he had a Guiness World Record plaque in his right paw.Quote:
Originally Posted by NeverBend
Anyway, the driver noticed it and slowed down, but the racoon kept huffing and puffing and waddling its way towards me. The driver eventually sped up a bit and began to pass it and as he did the critter took a 90 degree turn to run underneath a parked car. It's a good plan, ducking for cover, but I don't think the racoon was self-aware in regards to his size.
THUMP.
It was so big it couldn't fit underneath the parked car. I should add that it wasn't trying to climb under one of those 1400lb European "cars" that are as small as a matchbox. No, this was a standard sedan.
THUMP.
It tried a second time. I burst out laughing. Thinking quickly, probably to save any further embarrassment, it ran around the front of the car and disappeared into a side yard.
Ogden’s Walnut in a 2002 medium bend smooth Rinaldo EGEA 03 Silver line spigot 10.
:) :)Quote:
Originally Posted by AndyCAYP
Raccoons love to show off their awards and yours would have carried his Guiness plaque everywhere, fer sure. I think they hold parties, have a few drinks and pass the awards around. I named a raccoon Greyhead, (top of his head was all grey). Twice he broke the trap and escaped within a couple of hours of being caught. Third time I put a carabiner on the trap as soon as he was caught. The professional trapper estimated his weight at over 25 pounds and yes, he broke the third trap.
Glad that your son wasn't bitten (as Robin Byrd was - my link to Raccoon Attack below). Raccoons love cat food. I know some silly folks (in this neighborhood) who feed the raccoons cat food believing that it deters them from trashing their garbage. Wishful thinking and they forget about the secret code of La Cosa Procione, "Crash, Smash and Trash" and to drive silly humans crazy and cats from their turf. Evil organization it is! The government should do a cost analysis on lost production.Quote:
Originally Posted by Lostmason
2015 Cromwell in a 1985 Ser Jacopo Renaissance #313 (sandblast) apple with a white acrylic stem. Second mug of the Guatemalan coffee, light.
About half way through this bowl of Jim’s C Blend in a smooth medium bend straight grain 2001 Karl Erik Ekstravagant brandy with a leaf engraved silver band.