Sunday, March 9, 2014

Yeah, well, no.

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Supper arrived.  And, yes, I was hungry.  Turkey and gravy, with mashed potatoes and noodles.  Loverly but... *bam*  right in the kisser.  I won't be doing much else.  I'm going to bed very shortly.  The nice thing is, when he arrived tonight?  Nothing but dead bugs.  I'll bet there are between one and two thousand dead boxelder bugs.  Of course, the ones that got in are, well, in.  In a day or three, I'll shoo the girls out some evening and take care of what is in here.  I may just head to town on that night, myself.  What to do it town?  Oh, I suppose I could hit my friends computer, and finish that up.  I could also do a very little shopping.

It's a rough month.  I am confused and tired.  Medicines are back on track, and I am trying to do my part regarding stats.  I just can't keep up on those like they would like.  They just have to take what they can get.  Like the rest of us.  Not even I get even close to what I want.  They get their portion, I get mine, the world gets it's, but there isn't a whole portion in the whole pot to split out, so...

A shower always feels good, as does a bit of a shave.  I may start doing full shaves a good deal more often.  This afternoon it was just with the trimmer.  That gets it rather close, but nothing like a razor.  I'd love to figure out my straight razors.  I have three or four.  Not safety razors, mind you, but the real deals.  I might have a strop, but I need to find something else.  What I tried before really didn't work.  I'm thinking, maybe, several wet stones, from mid 400's, then a 1000, and perhaps a 4k for finishing before stropping.  I've heard varying opinions, some suggest the two lower and a strop will do fine.  What would really be nice is to find someone who works with straight razors, take mine in, and have them check the blades, set them to rights, show me how, and show me how to begin shaving right.  Mentors are fantastic, with almost any discipline.

Why a straight razor?  In a shtf scenario, or even out camping, tech just doesn't cut it.  Beards, I suppose, are fine.  But a fine shave has been... a thing... for a very long time in Western Civ.  I'd at least like to be able to clean up once in a while.  Having extras, and learning a steady hand, might also mean I would be able to get a silver dime, quarter, or even dollar, from time to time, just helping out.  Might even be able to make a very pretty nickle selling or or two of them.  And teaching others how it is done.  But, for now, it offers a skill, a steady hand, and a cheap shave, since the gear is already bought.  Mostly.  If I can figure it out.  Old tech is still tech.  And tech has never been for the faint of heart.

Well, yeah, bedtime.  I'll set the alarm earlier, and try to be up in time to get the trash and recycling out.  I just can't do it tonight.  Good night.

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