The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor

............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.

Sunday, July 15, 2012


Yesterday, before heading to the wedding, we went to an International Fair that was being held, and saw a variety of cultural events.  For me the Indian (Eastern) displays and food stations were a favorite.  We watched several groups that danced to a variety of current and traditional Indian musical scores, and I was able to find a station that sold exceptionally good Pinde chole.  It was rich, spicy, and wonderfully soothing.  Unlike in previous years, none of the vendors were selling CDs of Indian music, much to my chagrin.  I had been hoping to find some wonderful, traditional sitar based music that I could listen to at work. 

The wedding went well, and I did have the opportunity to indulge in several gin and tonics, which tasted wonderful!  The food wasn't too bad either, for wedding food, and there were ample vegetables and salad, so I had heaping plates of both and a piece of the chicken.  At weddings, I enjoy have a lot of things to eat to keep my mouth full and chew on because I do not really enjoy trying to engage in idle chit-chat (to me, it is rather tiring to do).  So, I was able to spend most of my time slowly chewing through all the food, drinking gin and tonics, being relatively quiet and silent and listening to the idle chatter of others.  Listening to idle chatter about all manner of nonsense is far, far better than having to engage in the idle chatter myself.  If the subject matter is of little interest, I can easily tune it out.  My pipe and pipe smoking were a modest hit also, when I was outside with the tobacco indulging groups.  I was the only pipe smoker, and as usual they thought my pipe was a mixture of old-fashioned, quirky, interesting, odd, and somewhat dashing.  So, again I had people idly chat with me, and with my pipe in my mouth, I again had to speak hardly a word and could simply relax. 

I am in my office briefly this morning to take care of the beasts.  But now, I am going to leave so I can attend early mass. 



Blogger BBC said...

You seem to have an obsession with food and pipes. I just eat whatever simple shit is at hand and my pipe is a cheap corncob pipe I put a brass bowl in.

Back when my idiot parents would drag us to mass at times there was no smoking in the church, you ever think of lighting that baby up in church?

No big deal, you can go to confession and be excused for smoking as well as getting blowjobs. LOL

Sunday, 15 July, 2012  
Blogger BBC said...

Has it ever occurred to you that Mary was a cocksucker? A Damn good cocksucker at that.

Sunday, 15 July, 2012  
Blogger BBC said...

But now, I am going to leave so I can attend early mass.

When I went to father King to collect my paper route money he would tip me fifty cents (a lot of money back in those days) and say something like, "This won't get you a whore but it'll get you a good cigar."

Sunday, 15 July, 2012  
Blogger austere said...

Quite amused at the pindi choley, you seem to like it quite a bit.
yet to meet anyone with this enthusiasm for choley. :)

Monday, 16 July, 2012  

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