Pulvers' Prior Briar
P.O. Box 85
Los Altos, CA  94023

e-mail:
Mpulvers@aol.com
Phone
650-965-4773
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The photo depicts one of the final days of the Camelot of
tobacco shops, my own Sherlock's Haven.  To my immediate
left is both good friend and my professional consigliere, Steve
Brunner.  To my immediate right is one of the great tobacco
palates, relieving me of the chore of tasting and rating each
pipe tobacco and cigar, Johnson Tacalon.  And the tall guy
behind him was the store Mgr. and current close friend, Jim
Walker.  We're surrounded by good guys and true.  
I wanted to caption this "I knew more about pipes and tobacco
when I was 7 than you do now," but my PR dep't. said that
would be a bad idea.  Looks like old curmudgeons start as
young curmudgeons, doesn't it?  Years ago, my mother told my
then newish wife that when I was a kid, all they had to do to
keep me quiet was put a hat on my head, a corn cob in my
mouth and shove me in the back seat of the car.  My wife
replied, "nothing's changed, except he's now in the front seat."
              The Mill
April 16, 2019;
There were about three things I had it in mind to
bring up to my public, but holding three
thoughts at approx. the same time is a the kind
of mental gymnastics I am no longer capable of
performing.  But, let's see; sometimes the act of
writing/typing loosens up those hardening
vessels and things come back, or they come out.
Of the two that I remember, one is more in the
line of a question.  I am always questioning.
(Did you know that it is a Jewish birthright to
answer any question posed with a question?  I
have imagined myself in a witness box, the
cross-examining attorney asks me a question
and I answer it with a question to him.  (The
stereotypical example, but not the one that I
fantasize goes something like, "So, where were
you at 1 AM on the night of June 13th?"  
Answered by, "so, where should I  be?"  It is
that inherent sense that any question only
raises more questions that leads orthodox
Jewish scholars to waste an entire life studying
the torah word by word and line by line.  Let us
be kind and say that it is only thus coincidental
that this search for truth and meaning is so
critical that they, the orthodox scholars, can
never find time to do anything like productive
labor.  You know, the kind which all the rest of
us have to perform to live.  But don't think I'm
being cynical here.
Another birthright that comes to mind, because
I'm an ex-New Yorker, is one that is given to that
city's native sons (no, not according to law, but
maybe according to a higher law) to jaywalk.
I am waiting for some Calif. cop to stop me and
ask me if I knew that jaywalking is illegal as he
writes out his ticket.  I will reply, "yes, I know,
but I was raised in New York City and it is my
birthright to jaywalk."  I don't expect that to
greatly influence the way the cop executes his
appointed task.  I do hope, however, he won't
swack me on the head with his nightstick in
response.  
Jaywalking is not, for me, simply a way to
beat a traffic light or take a shortcut across the
street.  It is, I like to think, justified by logic.  
A traffic light is, after all, insentient.  If a neutron
bomb went off and killed all of we living things,
it would leave edifices in place, presumably
including traffic lights, which would continue to
turn from red to green and back again until
energy expired.  (And yes, I do remember that
scene from "On The Beach.")  Traffic lights do
not know what is going on.  They have no idea if
a car will simply disobey a red light (as I saw
happen yet again this afternoon) and speed
through it, or decide to stop, as expected.  But,
with my two eyes,
I can see what the traffic flow
is.  If there are no cars anywhere near where I
am attempting to cross the street, I look like a
robotic fool just standing there, waiting for the
walk sign to go on, just as a car, inevitably,
comes up to the light and now has to stop.  I'm
smarter (maybe barely, but still smarter) than a
traffic light and can judge better than it can
when I should and should not walk.  Of course, I
make sure no cop is lurking before I take those
first steps, but I very, very rarely push the
button that turns on the walk sign.  I do the
same on my bike (plus, it's not good to force
cars to stop and pile up while one person
saunters across the street when that person
could easily have crossed when the traffic was
light, not forcing X number of idling cars to
spew yet more exhaust unnecessarily into the
atmosphere.  Can you even fantasize about how
much extra carbon monoxide those walk signs
have put into our already toxic atmosphere?
I also make sure no cops are hiding behind
bushes in their cars when I drive through a red
light, but only after I've come to a complete stop
and assessed, always more accurately than a
traffic light, that it is completely "safe to
proceed," just like the driver's manual stipulates.
You may be concluding that I am a scofflaw.
Well, we all have out peccadillo's.  I consider
mine to be minor, but I don't delude myself by
telling myself that I am a law abiding citizen.  I
do believe that Charles Dickens was speaking
for himself when he had a character in Oliver
Twist declaim that "the law is a ass."  
What was it I was going to explore?  Oh, I
forget.  
Marty


What's new?  On the Danish page, three new
Eltangs
. On the U.S. page is an unsmoked Larry
Roush, with one more coming, also a Jody
Davis pipe.




It is time for me to wrap up the Rolando

Negoita project on this site.  Thus, I will be
reducing the price of the pipes on the Specials
page by degrees, until they are all gone.  We
have reached phase three of the discounts and
all pipes that were donated for Rolando will be
reduced by 15%.  
The next reduction
commences April 27th, and will make the
discount 17.5%.  
Check out the Specials page.







A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
Here's a good one...and applies, I'm pretty sure,
to almost all of us:  "Anger is a wind which
blows out the lamp of the mind."
I'll keep this up for a while.








I finally got to post pipe # 4 in my Human Folly-
HumanTragedy series, which I am doing in
collaboration with pipe maker Don Gillmore.  
This pipe is The Children's Crusade,
representing all the centuries children have
been abused physically and emotionally,
creating a foundation for a screwed up next
generation.
On the front of the pipe's bowl is an
etched Knight's Templar Cross.  
Somehow I jumped over pipe #3 in the
Series.  The pipe, a volcano representing
the folly of building a city under a regularly
spewing Vesuvius, is in stock and only needs to
be posted.  I'll do that soon.
# 3 in the Human Folly/Human Tragedy series is
now posted.  If you think that building a city
under a live volcano, as the citizens of Pompeii
did, consider how much we've learned as a
species, with California, a state of over 30
million inhabitants, doing nothing but building
skyscrapers in cities like San Francisco, Oakland
and Los Angeles over huge fault lines.  Brilliant.

Marty









Don't forget to see the Original Sin Apple
on the Human Folly page.  It's called
"Paradise Lost" & it's the first pipe in our
ground breaking series that  points a shaming
finger at instances of thoughtless human folly
that inevitably led to human tragedy.  That first
five sold out quickly, and the 2nd group, three
of them, have just arrived.  If you want one,
please let me know now as it will be awhile
before any others are produced.
We now are also showing pipe #2 in our Human
Folly Series, The Helen of Troy, a Yachtsman
(what else) to symbolize "the face that launched
a
thousand ships"  and provoked a 10 year war
that
culminated in a demolished great city state.  
Also on the Specials page is pipe # 4, The
Children's Crusade, a reminder of the way we
abuse kids physically and emotionally, assuring
a screwed up next generation.  The shape is an
Acorn of sorts, but the defining detail is the
Cross etched on the front of the bowl.  
Pipe # 3 in the series is ready to post, too.  It is
a Volcano, which might help you remember Mt.
Vesuvius and the devastation it did to the com-
munity that oh so wisely decided to camp and
build at the bottom of a deadly, active volcano.  


It is horrifying that we have to fight our
own government to save the environment.  
Ansel Adams, photographer (20 Feb 1902-1984)


Philanthropy is the refuge of rich people who
wish to annoy their fellow creatures.
Oscar Wilde

All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his
delusions is called a philosopher.
Ambrose Bierce

If you wish to understand a philosopher, do not
ask what he says, but find out what he wants.
Friedrich William Nietzsche

Philosophy,
n.  A route of many roads leading
from nowhere to nothing.
Ambrose Bierce

Those who lack the courage will always find a
philosophy to justify it.
Albert Camus



available tins
Pease Southlinch from 2002 NASPC show. $90
Friedman & Pease Winter's Tale.  $100
Balkan Sobranie Virginia # 10 50 grams. $250.  
New Tins arrived, including
Abingdon, and a bunch of
others from 2003 and starting @ $40 a tin.

More old, collectible tins from the 1990's:





Ashton 1997 Celebrated Sovereign 4 oz., $100
Esoterica Pembroke...2 oz., 56 grams. $80
Davidoff Royalty 50 grams. $30
Dunhill Std. Mixture Mild from Lane 50 grams.
$65

Benjamin Hartwell Pvt. Reserve 50 grams from
Consolidated Cigar (thus from mid '90's) $30

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used pipe dealers, please visit Estate Pipes
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