i like to use really high quality razors. gillette mach 3. the trouble is, they are really damned expensive. over $12 for a small pack! i can't afford that! i have recently downgraded to these disposable gilette razors. they are ok...they do the job pretty good, but they are no mach 3 . i just got a new pack of THE REAL THINGS though. i am going to look 5 years younger after my next shave. awesome.
you know whats funny? if i receive, as a gift, for say...christmas, a pack of gillette mach 3 razor blades from my mother, i feel very happy! perfectly satisfied. do you think that my 10, or 12...or even 16 year old self would beleive that? it's like being happy to get SOCKS (which of course, these days, i am ecstatic over) but yes. if i get the gift of a pack of good razor blades...i feel very happy and content. it's a nice feeling to know that i will be clean shaven for motnhs after...and i didn't have to pay for it. my god those things are expensive.
when i was a kid, i used to dread socks as a gift...or clothes of any kind even. i remember receiving those soft packages, wrapped in green wrapping paper from k-mart...and just feeling so BLAHHHH...it's like...you have to buy this shit for me anyways, don't wrap it up and give it to me like some gift i'm supposed to care about! just buy me more toys and action figures! if it wasn't the shape of an action figure...don't wrap it. or hand it to me. just put it in the drawer in my room. sorry to sound so greedy..but i am trying to make a point here. BACK THEN...the idea of being grateful and thankful for RAZORS (or deoderant, or toilet paper) would be unthinkable...but that's where i am now. sure, i'd still love the toys as much now, as i would then....but those razors also make a wonderful gift.
in fact, there are 2 toys that really stick out in my mind....toys i never received as gifts. one christmas i remember, back in the trailer park, in the year 1980 probably, i tore though an AWESOME christmas morning...some great gifts, but i couldn't find the one i really wanted. it was the BIGFOOT action figure, from the SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN television series. i remember i was so distraught that i started opening any unwrapped gift looking for it....turned out to be some glass tumblers for my dad. i still want tha bigfoot! these are the 2 toys i wanted, but to this day, have never been able to find/afford...seriously, i love this shit. and i want them!!!!
BUT...the good news is....i would now be just as satisfied with some fucking razor blades. i guess i have become the dull boring adult i never wanted to be...and actually felt sorry for as an total brat of the 70's/80's