His middle name is, obviously, "Robin's Lover".

As opposed to Tolkien who, due to a tragic scooby-dooish speech impediment, was "Robin's Rover"?

Oh man, I should totally start smoking a pipe. They always smell so good.

no. no you shouldn't crazy lady.

go buy some gum.

And it is well known that girls with lip cancer are totally hawt.

yes, it does smell good, doesn't it?

I do love the smell of pipe tabacco. I tried smoking a pipe for a while, but that involved going outside to smoke and it just became too much of a bother. My husband will occasionally smoke a pipe and think deep thoughts. We've had the same tin of tobacco for something like 6 years, though, so not very often.

I no longer remember the exact reason we were all there. But the facility was housed in a volcanic island somewhere off the coast of Venice. It was the only place to perform the experimental operation. My life depended on it, I think. We had just gotten started when, as is normally the case in such situations, the volcano decides that now would be a good time to vent some pressure. Really, it wasn't that much of a surprise. What was a surprise was the holding area for evacuation was totally exposed to the elements. And was also home to a pretty sizable spider until one of the others, Mike I think, grabbed it and drowned it in some sort of chemical concoction under the grating we were standing on, which I thought was lava but it really wasn't. Next thing I know, I'm alone on the beach a few miles away. Too tired to move but knowing I had to drag my self out of the surf lest the tide take me back when the island explodes. Oh, there it goes it exploded. I got away, but things got painful after that...

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

I remember Winter, Turkish Delight, Aslan, and a big fight at the end.

Oh man, I should totally start smoking a pipe. They always smell so good.

ITA. If smoking wasn't bad for you I'd be smoking a pipe as well as cigars and cigarettes. They're all so cool. Plus I like fancy lighters and the various other accoutrements that go along with smoking. And it'd give me something to do with my hands when I'm sitting around waiting for something....

The Inklings, and their co-horts, were the last vestiges of Victorian/Edwardian writers. They reveled in their non-modernity and rejected the new stuff (JRRT was notorious in his dislike of television, and even though he had a car while his kids were still living at home, he got rid of it during WWII or right after, and never bought another).

Not abnormal for people of their generation, never mind of their particular circumstance. Like or dislike them, but their work needs to addressed in context.

You know, if my mother had named me "Clive Staples," I might not have had the most enlightened attitudes towards women either.

Especially if you had been born in 1898 and lived a stuffy sheltered professor's life and died before the revolutions of the sixties caught flame.

If smoking wasn't bad for you I'd have a cigarette holder.

If smoking wasn't bad for you I'd be smoking a pipe as well as cigars and cigarettes. They're all so cool. Plus I like fancy lighters and the various other accoutrements that go along with smoking. And it'd give me something to do with my hands when I'm sitting around waiting for something....

Yeah, don't get me started on how cool smoking is with all the fun stuff and business to do. Except it only gives you something to do with your hands in the privacy of your own home anymore -- at least where I live, you can't smoke inside anywhere else.

Pipes have got to be less bad for you than cigarettes, don't they?