Humans are creatures of habit and of ritual. (Which I suppose are similar things, just the second is habit imbued with a greater meaning.). And when those are disrupted, you can feel kind of out of sorts for a while. That’s me today.
Monthly Archives: February 2014
Quick razor-centric update.
(follow-up on this post)
I just used the razor.
Oh my god. I usually use a Gillette Fusion Power razor, and this one, this razor that’s 46 years old, with a thin piece of sharp metal, one single blade…
It was so much better. It moved smoothly. I had to be careful, and I need practice. But I didn’t cut myself, I didn’t rip my face up, and one swipe with this double-edge safety razor was as good, if not better than, the four-blade powered one. It was just incredible. This is a keeper. I am going to use this forever.
After I finished, I took it apart, cleaned it, dried it, and put it back in the case. It’s a piece of art and I adore it.
My wife is a genius and a glorious creature.
A Valentine's Day present from my wife.
Last night when we got in, Emma got the mail and said, “Oh, your present arrived!”
What is good in life.
I got a haircut.
Thanks to Kika at Capelli’s for the work and teaching me a bit about how to properly use pomade.
I have a new belt.
It’s leather. Not stretchy, or a web belt. An inch and a quarter wide. Silver buckle. And I have it buckled in the 4th hole. It’s a 54-56 belt. And I am wearing it and thinking how I may need another soon.
Funny how something simple as a black leather belt can feel like a trophy.
(Picture of the belt as I got it from the vendor.)