Petty Joys: A Series | Part Two: If You Can’t Open It, You Don’t Own It

One of my grand joys has been using a fountain pen.  When we were kids my parents let us fill our own ink cartridges with syringe and a bottle of Shaeffer peacock blut “Quink”.  I never had a ‘stick’ pen until I went to junior high school and I sharpened my pencils mostly with a pen knife (although I still fancy the smell of graphite and pencil shavings from a traditional, wall mounted sharpener).

I still love the feel of a good fountain pen nib on quality stock.  I still do calligraphy although you would not know it from my remarks on my students’ papers. I would love to own a really good fountain pen, but that is a luxury I have never afforded myself.  In the last five years, Pilot Pens came out with the Varsity Disposable fountain pen.  Normally, I would not be caught dead with a disposable pen.  What’s the point?  Well, the point exactly was the point.  The nibs on these cheap pens (about $2.50 each, American dollars) were so smooth to the touch on paper; plus, they worked on a wide variety of stock.  The downside was that they were disposable.

No problem.  You can pull off the nibs, refill them and then carry on as if new.  I use the needlenose pliers on a Leatherman utility tool to ease it off and then refill them with a quality ink like Noodler’s Eternal Luxury Blue Fountain Pen Ink. (Yes, it really is called ‘eternal’.)  Voila.  I own these pens because I can open them.  I have about twelve of them that I rotate in and out of my morning journal lineup.  I filled up six of them today including one for my wife who was thrilled.  No, really.  I am her go-to guy for pens.

Here is what  you need to do the job.

Here’s the finished work–like magic.  Probably took me thirty minutes of very satisfying work to do this.  I hummed some Warren Zevon the whole time, mostly “Nighttime in the Switching Yard”.

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I have six pens anew here.  I could be persuaded to part with a few for those who want to recycle them further.  Just drop me a line at  terryelliott at gmail dot com.  I gotta figure out some kind of origami packaging with bubble pack,  hmmm. Petty joys can sometimes grow large in the considering.  What are your petty joys?