fountain pens and mountain man

It is starting to rain again. The kitchen is an unholy disaster, which can only mean that FunkyPlaid and I just spent a fantastic evening hosting dear friends for dinner. Both cats are in my study, restless yet too lazy to shepherd me into bed. I am tired without sleepiness, and I should be doing homework but instead I am listening to Mountain Man and uninstalling horrible browser extensions that tell me too much about things that don’t matter.

I am thinking about things I want to do that require some planning, like going to The French Laundry and visiting Las Vegas and knitting something significant like a whole sweater that someone actually wears. That is about as far as I have gotten: thinking about them.

At the Flax pen fair, I tested some pens from Taccia and Online, but nothing that really impressed me. The four pens I always carry with me – Lamy 2000, Namiki Vanishing Point, Pelikan M 400, and Sheaffer Prelude – are tough acts to follow. I spoke with the Visconti rep for a few minutes, and she told me that the Van Gogh Midi I own is no longer in production, but that Visconti will be introducing a brand-new pen with the Van Gogh name next spring. I tested the Visconti Homo Sapiens, which was about as ridiculous an experience as I expected, meant in the best way. It has the most flexible non-gold nib I’ve ever felt. Also, its barrel is partially made from lava from Mt. Etna, and its metal parts are made from bronze to symbolize the Bronze Age. If I had bigger hands and a penchant for flashy pens, this would be it for me. Instead, I searched for the Pelikan M 320 because I would like to start collecting smaller pens, but had no luck. If Pelikan ever made a 320 in transparent aubergine, my head might explode.

After making several rounds and talking to my favorite pen sellers, I picked up a bottle of Noodler’s Cayenne and ordered a couple of pens on FunkyPlaid’s behalf, but otherwise left empty-handed. I have too many pens now to just buy whatever looks interesting, regardless of how tempting that might be. My next likely stop is vintage pens, since I have seen many smaller-sized older pens, but I have so much more to learn first.

Now I have written myself into sleepiness. Someday I will figure out how to make this fascination of mine sound more exciting.

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