Fountain pens! The epitome of civilized communication. Who here has 'em, who here loves 'em, who here want to talk about 'em? Who here thinks Slow Moving Vehicle must have been a virgin until he was 37?
I’ll go first.
Normally I carry three pens with me pretty much at all times: a Lamy Studio with a Medium nib, that I just learned how to swap out for a Fine (thanks again, Green Bean!); a Parker Sonnet that is my daily writer; and, since I like to fart around with Spencerian script, a Noodler’s Ahab with a flex nib, suitable for the aforementioned circumflatulation.
But tragedy struck yesterday, when I left my jacket on top of my car and - I’m horrified to say - forgot about it and drove off. My wife rescued my jacket and pen case some hours later, but the pens…well, we only lost the Ahab, but the Lamy is in critical condition - completely shattered feed, otherwise just a few nicks in the barrel and cap. The Parker came through okay, with just a big dent in the barrel, though the tines of the nib might have gotten misaligned, as it’s a bit more scratchy. Still, I can write with it. The Noodler is a total loss, but I’m sending the Lamy in for repair and I am hopeful of a full recovery. Flowers and get well cards can be sent to Lamy’s repair center in Texas.
So, anyway, not all of you are vapor-headed ADDers like my stupid self. So, Doper nibheads, let’s talk pens!