ARTS & LEISURE SUIT

Pipe-Up, THird Congress, August 2012

“A pipe in the mouth makes it clear that there has been no mistake–you are undoubtedly a man.”
-A. A. Milne

The Smoke'n Traveler

Club Treasurer, Mr. B. Johnson, draws his pipe at the famous Uhle’s Tobacco shop in downtown Milwaukee. Mr. Johnson is puffing a rather expensive blend borrowed from Mr. J. Carr without his knowledge. He fashions the untucked look with a deep navy cotton polo, dark rimmed glasses, and pale skin. Mr. Johnson enjoys Reds baseball, crosswords, quiet strolls to the tavern, and undulating inappropriately in public places.

Club Vice President, Mr. J. Carr, takes a puff on the patio at The Hard Rock Cafe in Nashville. Mr. Carr checks the draw on his Peterson Aran whilst enjoying his personal blend as he could not locate the more expensive tobacco he bought at Straus for this trip. Mr. Carr sports the “hairy chest look” with dichromatic eyes and a white linen shirt. Mr. Carr enjoys the beach, passport photos and staring off into space.

Club Member, Mr. R. Browne, burns a briar on the waters of Michigan somewhere near the Canadian border. Mr. Browne tokes his Italian made smoker while pretending he’s looking somewhere other than at the boat next to him. Mr. Browne shows off the “I’m not looking” look with a casual tee, dark shorts, and lager beer accessory. Mr. Browne enjoys avoiding the use of contractions, Canadians, and acting like he's not looking.

Club Ambassador, Mr. S. Griffith enjoys a puff and stroll along the riverfront in downtown Pittsburgh. Mr. Griffith handles his Czech pipe filled with Mac Barrens Scottish blend. Mr. Griffith sports the “mug me” look with a jaunty chapeau, thick glasses, camera bag and a general look of being lost. Mr. Griffith enjoys thinking about social media but not participating, long walks in the park at night, flashing his bling and puppies.

The Back Page

Musings By Mr. J. Back

If  I were a fishstick I would hang with other fishsticks and we would be fishstick friends and we would have fishstick fun. Then someone would eat us and that, maybe, would not be so much fun but I would still have my fishstick friends and I think that would be fun...I think. Wait, I am not sure now. Perhaps being a fishstick would not be that much fun. I no longer wish to be a fishstick. Now I am sad because I will miss my fishstick friends.

Straus Tobacconists, Walnut Street, Downtown Cincinnati, Ohio

From Left: The Vice President, The Secretary Treasurer, President Dicky2, The Sargent at Arms, The Ambassador