Shaving

Shaving is a part of everyday life for most men. Some try to get it over with as quickly as possible, and some, like the author of this blog, have chosen to get back to the methods of old and have discarded their multi-blade instrument and their can of foam in favor of a good old safety razor, a soap and a shaving brush. Of course, shaving using the methods of old takes much more time, but it is such an enjoyable time that those who do it really don't mind setting aside an additional ten or twenty minutes to get rid of their facial hair.

But what if you want that truly luxurious shave? The one only a trained barber can offer you. Well, you better not find yourself wanting that sort of a shave when you're visiting a little town in northeastern New-Brunswick. In this town, which shall remain nameless, not one, but two barbers told yours truly that in their barbershop, you cannot get your beard shaved. So there you have it, I am astonished and still bearded.

I'll take care of the beard later on today with the methods of old, hoping that I will be able to have a taste of luxury once I've made my way back to the city.

Oh yeah, and tonight, I strongly encourage you to have a drink to H. and R., who will take the vows of marriage today at 7:30 pm, Atlantic time.

Until next time, take care of yourselves my dear friends of the Web.

R.

Travels

The Ottawans found themselves back in New-Brunswick for the third time of the summer, and for their second wedding. The 10 hour drive went well, again filled with interesting discussions and a lot of laughter.
Every time they make this trip, the two pals find themselves more and more convinced that avoiding long stays is a good idea. They also arrive with a stronger belief that someone should really shorten the distance between Ontario and their destination. But alas, they are not religious people and it's doubtful that anyone other than God could grant them this wish.

So once more, this writer prepares himself for another very busy weekend.

Check back tomorrow to see for which couple you should have a drink in the evening.


Lion taming tip # 14

If you're going away and are looking for someone to take care of your lion, be honest. Poeple will be put off when they find out that you grossly understated the size of your cat.

Lunch

Live in Ottawa? Work in Centretown? Like to eat at lunchtime? Try the Café Expresso Deli, located at the corner of Slater and Metcalfe. The prices can't be beat, the food's delicious and the staff is so friendly you'll seriously consider applying for a job.

Leave your lion at the door, you'll most likely get better service this way.

Cheers!

Absence

Pardon my lack of posts lately, but my lion and I are currently without an Internet connection. As soon as we rejoin the global network, I will start writing again with renewed vigor.

Until next time,

R.

Test (updated)

Testing, testing, one two.

This is a test of the mail-to-blogger function.

And just for the heck of it, you should check out Sia's music. I like it, my lion likes it, and, hopefully, you'll like it too.

Cheers!

New fridge

Upon opening the door, he saw a refrigerator. This elated him as, for the past four days, he hadn't seen a refrigerator in his apartment. The appliance was gleaming at him and he was gleaming back, realizing that this was the only thing he wouldn't have to clean before putting stuff in. He opened the door half expecting the inside of the fridge to be dirty despite its apparent newness. The inside was even gleamier than the inside. Satisfied, he closed the door and left, smiling.


Lion taming tips will be back once I have more time to think about them. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Moving

On Thurdsy, the Ottawan remembered why he hates moving.

On Tuesday, the promise of new countertops, a new fridge and a re-enameled bathtub made the feeling go away.


Lion taming tip # 13

Never let your lion see you cry, he will lose all respect for you.