I broke my glass bowl last night, when I was running to put it and my stash in my car. I was carrying it in the pocket on my hoody. Just as I was running out there I felt it move and thought to myself "Wouldn't it suck if the bowl fell out and broke" and sure enough two seconds later my bowl fell out on the pavement and broke. I had to go home and make a water bong to replace it. WARNING: DO NOT CARRY GLASS OBJECTS IN SWEATSHIRT POCKET.
That really sucks man. If it makes you feel any better, at least you're still in weather that allows you to wear a sweatshirt. It got to 103 here today, and it's only May (can't wait for late July/early August). When driving around smoking, it gives the term 'hotbox' a whole new meaning. Anyway, later tonight I'll smoke a bowl to mourn the death of your pipe. One of the saddest things that can happen is when a well-loved glass piece breaks.