March 21st, 2008

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Little Shaver

An odd memory from early childhood popped into my head unbidden today, and I think it’s worth putting into words:

I would happen by the open bathroom door some mornings, and I would see my father shaving. Dad would be standing there with this small object in his hand. The object would be plugged in and buzzing loudly. I would see my Dad running it all over his face and neck. I didn’t initially perceive that it was shaving off his stubble or accomplishing anything at all; it just seemed like a very curious activity. Frankly, this rudely buzzing object didn’t seem like anything I’d want anywhere near my face!

At least once, I asked my father what he was doing. “I’m shaving,” was his reply, as if that explained everything. Well, it didn’t, but I didn’t pursue the matter. I finally figured out what was going on by seeing Fred Flintstone shaving off his animation-enhanced stubble on TV. Then I began to notice other things – like if my Dad stayed home from work for a few days, he would start to get rough whiskers on his face. I remember that they felt as rough as the nastiest sandpaper I might have found in his basement workshop.

That’s all. No moral here. No insights other than what my readers may contribute. Just a small snapshot of naïve childhood.
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Mercury Rising

Funny, isn’t it, how the right song at the right time can re-boot one’s entire mood; can give one some sorely needed perspective. Such a moment came tonight. There I was, bumming over matters that wouldn’t be easily explained in a forum such as this, when a lyric came trickling out of the radio:

I’ve paid my dues, time after time.
I’ve done my sentence, but committed no crime.
And bad mistakes, I’ve made a few.
I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face,
But I’ve come through…


I don’t recall that the late Freddie Mercury was ever much celebrated for his lyrics, but this one hit the spot. Snigger if you will at my enshrining of these happy little pop lyrics, but they work for me! Thanks Freddie!
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