Up early to take The Wife to the airport. Her plane left at 9:00 a.m. with a short layover, so she booked the flight early to seize the opportunity. That meant the ticket was non-refundable, so after the airline (United) had raked in enough non-refundable fares it switched the departure time to 5:40 a.m. with a 4.5 hour layover in SFO. Bait-and-switch. You can be sure that my letter of complaint went to the FAA, my Representative and two US senators, and to the airline. The letter listed all recipients. It will do no good, but it made me feel better.
Now: the shave. I discussed whether or not to soak a horsehair brush with someone on Wicked Edge. (The answer: try soaking it a week, not soaking it a week, and then soaking another week and decide what works best for you. I soak.) The asses’-milk shaving soap made its usual superb lather, and the razor is an Edwin Jagger head on an iKon Bulldog handle, a very nice combination. The Lab Blue blade was too old, however, and BBS escaped me. Blade now replaced with SuperMax Titantium, but that’s after the fact.
A good splash of the very pleasant Shaving Shop aftershave from TOBS, and we’ll soon leave for the airport.
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