A Shaving Mug In Many Contexts

 My new and innovative shaving mug continues to function nominally, giving me confidence that it could still function well in a more exotic context than anything I could produce in my local reality. Consider for instance the Empress of Vulgaria, the ineffable and gorgeous and very very wealthy BEER!SHEBA! Yes, that one, of whom it is said by many authorities, that she shaves her LAIGS each day, in her morning toilet. We must not criticize her for the customs of many lands are not as ours. This morning toilet is said to be of solid gold and encrusted with precious gems, and it is said to be only one of a myriad of such toilets available to the scrumptious BEER!SHEBA!. And well then I say, why not imagine that semi-divine being availing her magnificent self of a shaving mug, like unto mine, and even using a cheap generic disposable double edged razor from Walmart? And even imagine if we dare, that the lather from that mug might be applied to regions other than those divinely inspired and crafted LAIGS of hers? I durst not be more explicit, no I dasn't, lest those of you who might exhibit exquisite sensibilities SWOON, and fall flat on yer arses in a dead faint from which only a strong draught of anhydrous ammonia might awaken thee, and then only to see thee afrighted and haunted all the days of your lives with symptoms of PTSD and trembling limbs. But you take my thrust, you catch my drift, I am sure. And so we have the possibility of that mug of which I speak and of which I am so darned proud, existing at least potentially, in many and many another context, some far removed from the mundane, and so it is demonstrated that my radical new shaving mug is indeed a thing of inexhaustible joy and possibility! One shivers, in all of one's fibers. And there is a razor, too, to remove such fibers!

Only the wicked would ask for more. 

Lately, I've Been Thinking...

 Yes, lately I've been thinking about all the people who, for one reason or another, do not shave. Consider the women of Europe, and in particular the women of Germany, who are said to enjoy strenuous hikes and marches in the warmer months, clad lightly, with their thick, hairy, muscular LAIGS on display, like a herd of Wildebeests, frightening motorists on the autobahn. Yes, LAIGS all furry and bristling with coarse fibers! Would not my shaving mug be a boon to them? To the people of that land? I think sometimes in this fearful and benighted age, that much good could be done by giving folks an uplift, an inspiring and edifying sight, and I wonder then whether it might be worthwhile to haul my shaving mug slowly about on a wagon hitched by a hempen rope behind my car, perhaps employing one of the vintage Red Raider Wagons that used to be so popular on game days here in Lubbock. Look on, and be of good cheer! I could carry my shaving mug in an oaken display case to towns like New Deal, Spur, Ropes, Lamesa, and the like, bringing them hope and joy and amazement! Better than the ice cream man, who will sometimes scare the shit out of people, with his blasting and distorted and weirdly out of tune undulating music. and the frightening prospect of encountering a giant snowman type of thing, but made of pink ice cream, and yet bristling with coarse black fibers of unknown origin. 

A Revolution In Shaving!

 I did photograph this astounding innovation in shaving mugs, and at some point I will share with the whole wide world. I can already hear the gasps and moans. The primary ingredient in my soap mix happens to be LAVA, the HAND soap, but it contains pumice and I find that the pumice sharpens my cheap generic Walmart disposable razor even as I shave! I get months and months of fine shaves now from ONE cheap, generic, disposable, Walmart razor. That is a miracle that goes even beyond the amazing miracle of a shaving mug which is actually a repurposed SOUP mug!! Do you believe in miracles? Well, you should, now. But I will continue to deliver progress reports as a public service. And it will be a source of welcome news to all, oh, I shall tell you all, that this, dare I call it a device, continues to function very well, day after day after day after day, ad infinitum. No, I do not believe in miracles only, but I also have faith, that ineffable oil and salve-- faith in this innovation, this gift of inspiration, the flash of lightening, that led to the grand idea of repurposing a SOUP mug, and making of it, that SOUP mug, into a world class SHAVING mug, by the simple expedient of placing within in it, not SOUP, but a blend of Palmolive soap and LAVA, the HAND soap! SOAP replaces SOUP, and, ladies and gentlemen, we have nothing short of a MIRACLE!

Feel free to rejoice, one and all. 

Cool Cloudy

It'll be hot later. No rain, but a nice enough morning.

 My shaving soap innovation continues to work well. I will keep providing updates on this very important topic. At some point I intend to provide photographs. For such amazing things documentation is good to have. 

Back To Warmth And Sunshine

 Warm but not hot, and cool in the mornings and the evenings. Not too bad, I guess. I am going to enjoy lentils with white and brown rice, pearled barley, seasoned with turmeric, curry powder, paprika, garlic, onion, Sambal Olek, a dash of EVO. This I like as a Sunday primary meal. Sometimes I add chicken breast, and some of the herbal greens that flourish in my backyard but today I'll keep it simple. I've been snacking on the vegetation back there every time I am out. You would be astonished to learn how nourishing and healthy some "invasive weeds" can be. As good as or even better than anything you can find in a supermarket. Easily grown, drought hardy, self-seeding. No effort required. One in particular is anti-inflammatory, as well as a great source of vitamin C, B vitamins, Calcium and Iron. What others spray and attempt to eradicate, is a food crop for those who know.