So far only a trace of precipitation. A few minutes ago the clouds thinned so much that we got some welcome sunshine. Seems to me that we are going to be unlucky again, and again, and again, and have no rain to speak of. But today I did something revolutionary with my shaving soap. Yes, I like to use a brush and a shaving soap, just as my ancestors did, but I do not use a straight razor although I had a couple at one time and experimented with them but I never felt comfortable with using them and they were a booger to keep sharp. I mean, who wants a strop hanging around? But I had the idea yesterday, of putting the shaving soap in a wide and handled soup mug, and it was a booger of a job to dig that soap out and get it mashed down flat in the soup mug but it works so well now, to lather up, I'm glad I did it and it seems that soup and soap are close enough in spelling, to avoid any conflict or condemnation from on high, in response to this somewhat radical act. I trust it is not in any way unnatural and as I said, the lathering of the brush goes much better and I get a much better lather for shaving. What was once a soup mug is now a soap mug. Kind of boggles the mind and if you think about it too darned much it threatens to booger up one's mind and who needs that? I don't need a boogered up mind any more than I need a strop hanging around.
Well, I think if I had done what I did publicly, out in front of a multitude, I do believe that many would have been converted on the spot, though some might have been boogered up in various ways. It was a magical thing when you think of it, a thing that WAS a SOUP mug became a thing that IS a SOAP mug, for shaving purposes. Best not to think too hard about it, lest one's mind become seriously boogered up. Save that sort of thing for Quantum Mechanics.
