Saturday, July 16, 2011

PAYING THE PIPER ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!



It was time to pay the piper at 7th and Montana this morning ... and if you don't believe me, just ask the Piper, a slightly scraggly newcomer who made the scene this morning looking like his last paycheck had just gone up in smoke. And maybe it had. The man chain-smoked all morning from an old fashioned pipe, running in and out of Our Favorite Starbucks so often it was enough to give a body whiplash just watching him. Each time he passed by he waved and said a cheery "hello" to everyone on 7th Street. I gave him a friendly salute. "Do you know him?," asked Joyce. "No," I replied, but I was starting to form an idea. "Something tells me that was no ordinary tobacco in his pipe ...!"

3 comments:

Paula said...

In defense of the piper I will say I like his shirt.

Rose said...

I've always loved the aroma of a pipe smoker! But not the funny tobacco! LOL

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

Perhaps he is from across the pond?