Pipe man

Yesterday I watched as a man smoking a very distinguished pipe hustled across the street in front of my vehicle (I refuse to say minivan- or as the Amish say, "Mini-wan"), and I pondered, aren't pipe smokers supposed to bustle? Or shuffle? But no - he was hustling. It felt all wrong. Smoking a pipe like drinking a martini, involves ritual, contemplation and I assume enjoyment... Now i realize, upon contemplation, he was blaspheming the art.

Then again, it was only 2 degrees Fahrenheit and pretty windy.