I Choose Shaving Over Gliding

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Pops Shave Kit

Pops Shave Kit

[Disclaimer: Lest you think I'm setting myself apart and above as some sort of expert on men's health, wealth, fashion and hygiene, those who know me well can quickly set the record straight. I'm no Sean Connery. Although a guy can pretend right? This post is just me telling whomever is listening what I like, not offering up advice. But if you choose to take it as such, it's probably worth what you're paying for it.]

Speaking for this guy and maybe a few others, I have a love/hate relationship with shaving. And let me qualify right away that this post is about facial hair shaving; specifically "wet" shaving--shaving with water, shave cream and a blade razor.

How many blades does our razor need? We're up to five now in razors and you wonder if five is better than four, why not TEN? Multiple blades is just part of the new and improved technologies. As a matter of fact one company has taken it above regular old shaving. Here's their promise about the latest:

The Gillette® Fusion® ProGlide™ Power Razor is Gillette’s most advanced blade ever. Thinner, finer blades with a low-resistance coating glide effortlessly through hair for less tug and pull, providing incredible comfort, even if you shave every day.
Try Gillette Fusion ProGlide today; after one shave, you’ll stop shaving and start gliding.

This "glider" will cost you $10.97 at Wal Mart. A 12-pack of replacement cartridges is $39.47. Gliding is not cheap.

One day, not too long ago, I was waxing nostalgic about the days as a prepubescent boy when I would watch Dad shave and long for the day when I could start. Occasionally he would take the blade out of his safety razor, let me lather up and pretend. Shaving back then seemed more real, more dangerous, less glidey. 

I decided to roll back the clock and invest in a good old razor and blades. I looked at several and decided on an Edwin Jagger® De89bl Double Edge Safety Razor. When it arrived, I was as excited as I was as a thirteen year-old, getting to shave the peach fuzz with a real blade that very first time. I also learned that a small piece of tissue will stop the bleeding.

I was not disappointed with my decision. I love this razor and real shaving. It turns out if you have a really good blade and a beautifully balanced razor, one blade is all you need. You can buy this beauty at Amazon® (see link below) for about the price of a pack of ProGlide replacement cartridges and it will last longer than you will. Of course you'll have to buy blades for it. You can buy 100 for about ten bucks. So you save money, get a wonderful shave, and feel more manly. What more could you ask for?

This photo at the top of this post is my actual razor and my choice of shave cream and blades. Don't  be afraid of the cost of the Jack Black Beard Lube. It is well worth it.

I'm planning soon to ramp up the authenticity and buy myself a real badger shave brush. With the money I'm saving on disposable razors, I can afford it.

So as it turns out, maybe different doesn't always equate to "new and improved." Maybe, at least when it comes to shaving, we had the right tools years ago.

 

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Age Is A Number

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This week I've been in school. Although it's been years since I put on a new pair of blue jeans, gathered my new #2 pencils and notebook and boarded the school bus, there was still a bit of that old back-to-school angst as I stepped into this school. This school has been for certification to administer a personality inventory.

A couple of years ago I mentioned to my Amazing-Missus that I thought maybe I was going through Mid-Life Crisis. She said, "Don't flatter yourself, you're way past mid-life." She keeps me real.

Well today I learned that, at least to according to the Swiss psychiatrist, Carl Jung, that Mid-Life is a stage of life and not a particular age. After all age is just a state of mind right?

Satchel Paige

Satchel Paige

Don't believe it? Then how would you answer this question:

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

This is a quote from the great Satchel Paige. As a kid, I loved listening to baseball games on the radio. I am old enough to remember Satchel playing for the Cleveland Indians. He came to the Big Leagues from the Negro Leagues when he was 42, making him the oldest rookie to ever play on a major league team.

Well back to his question. It's a good one right?

As I've tried to explain to people what I'm trying to do with this blog I explain that it is sort of therapy for me as I go through what I've come to call my Second-Coming of Age.

I also learned today that according to Jung, the second coming of age is a healthy life stage of sorts and that in this stage I can focus on some traits I have that have always been there but sort of in the background. Who knows maybe I'll be braver, bolder, more like Hemingway without the desire to beat people up. Maybe I'll be more interesting and less cynical. Maybe I'll be the same old phart, but it's sort of fun to imagine.

 

Girl Power

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You go Pope Francis! Normally I wouldn't pontificate so casually regarding the Pontiff, but this One seems to be inviting us to be more real and familiar.

I liked so much of what he is reported to have said in his recent interview. Particularly this, speaking of the social issues that the church obsesses over: 

The dogmatic and moral teachings of the church are not all equivalent. The church’s pastoral ministry cannot be obsessed with the transmission of a disjointed multitude of doctrines to be imposed insistently ...
We have to find a new balance; otherwise even the moral edifice of the church is likely to fall like a house of cards, losing the freshness and fragrance of the Gospel. The proposal of the Gospel must be more simple, profound, radiant. It is from this proposition that the moral consequences then flow.

How about the role of women? When asked about this, he sounded pretty much like all male authority figures in the church:

I am wary of a solution that can be reduced to a kind of “female machismo,” because a woman has a different makeup than a man. But what I hear about the role of women is often inspired by an ideology of machismo. Women are asking deep questions that must be addressed.

Let me say clearly, I don't understand an "ideology of machismo." Apparently it is much clearer in Latin cultures and this Pope would know much more about that than I ever could.

So I will write what I do know. For many years I had a role in ministry to young people, mainly adolescents. All of this was within the Southern Baptist Convention. I am so sad to say that the most conservative of this denomination still hold to a narrow view of the role of women in the church and, unfortunately, beyond the church walls too. I am very happy to say that I've been blessed to know many, many women who identified with Baptists who were strong, effective leaders despite the rhetoric and ranting of church fathers. All of the dogma on the matter comes from a few verses in the letters of the Apostle Paul. I don't know of anything in the words or life of Jesus that would lead anyone to the conclusions the church has drawn on the matter.

Judy, Jane, Paula, Brooke, Jessica are just a few of the young women I've known who believed they had a calling to serve the church. It broke my heart to know of the hurdles, roadblocks and discouragement they would face if they pursued this calling in a Baptist church.

Again the good news is, as I've already said, many women have just forged on anyway: my Mom, my Aunt Betty, my Mother-In-Law Betty, my Daughter-In-Law Kara and my own Amazing Missus Arlene.

Yes that's my youngest grand girl, Harper, in the cape pictured above. I hope she  always believes she has super powers. Her cape is just as significant to me as the priestly garments of the Pope himself.

You go Harper and Karlee and young girls everywhere.

 

Stories In Ink

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I don't have a tattoo--yet. The part I find most objectionable about the whole deal is the prospect of pain. My real hesitation is that, as of this time, I have no image in mind that I'm passionate enough about to submit to the process and the permanence.

Maybe I'm over-thinking it. I do that a lot. But it seems like a tattoo says something about a person and since it's still going to be around for, well, forever, shouldn't you try to have something that will be true for you now and then too?

Several years ago I had the pleasure of meeting Ted Kooser and hearing him read poetry. At the time he was the U.S. Poet Laureate. He is one of my favorite poets and here is one of my favorite poems.

Tattoo

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What once was meant to be a statement—
a dripping dagger held in the fist
of a shuddering heart—is now just a bruise
on a bony old shoulder, the spot
where vanity once punched him hard
and the ache lingered on. He looks like
someone you had to reckon with,
strong as a stallion, fast and ornery,
but on this chilly morning, as he walks
between the tables at a yard sale
with the sleeves of his tight black T-shirt
rolled up to show us who he was,
he is only another old man, picking up
broken tools and putting them back,
his heart gone soft and blue with stories. 

By Ted Kooser from _Delights & Shadows_, Copper Canyon Press, Port Townsend, WA 2004

Talk about a finding a vivid image in the commonplace. It's like we all know this old guy. While I appreciate his story, I don't want it to be mine. I have enough to remind me of who I think I once was without adding a tattoo to the record.

For those of you who were brave enough to walk into a tattoo parlor, point to a picture and say, "Yes, I'll take one of those and put it right here," Kudos. I know there's a story behind that picture.