A blindfolded reach into my cornucopia of personal failings reveals that I’m a hypocrite. I realize this pretty often, and it burbled up into mind yesterday when I was going through some pipe-smoking notes. It’s unfair for me to sit here behind a keyboard and dunk on a shitty pipe like a Dr. Grabow that I’ve never smoked before, I figured. I sat there ponderously for a few seconds before I realized that I’d better get one. So I did.