Another year has rolled by, almost before I noticed. Fifty two weeks and two days… one hundred and fifty eight new posts on my blog.
The world at large is still, like last year, in a downward spiral. But all is not doom and gloom in the shaving den at least – this year I actually finished a soap and accidentally bought a couple of antique razors. The AutoStrop turned out to be a lovely razor which I ought to do a full on review of one of these days… while I am still in the marked for blades for the Christy. I might have to break down and see if I can modify a GEM blade to fit… although I am not too hopeful on that count.
All in all this has been another of the “not great, not terrible” years… but I remain optimistic for the future, since being pessimistic is no fun at all.
So I guess all that is left to do is for me to wish all of you a happy, prosperous, and above all peaceful new year!
Norwegians, being a sensible people, have the big Yuletime celebration on Christmas Eve. So before I eat myself into a food coma and opens presents with my family, allow me to wish you all the very best for the midwinter holiday – or midsummer, for those south of the equator!
May your holiday be peaceful and restful, and I do hope you all get what you wish for under the tree – if you have a tree, that is. May you stay safe with your family, be it the family you’re born into or the one you choose.
After coming across a meme on the internet, I recently spend some time tracking down the patent for what I can only think of as the Crime Skeleton. It is a perfect example that the line between genius and insanity is blurry at best. I’m not quite sure which side of that line Helene Adalaide Shelby’s invention falls under, but I am inclined to go for “genius”. And a somewhat spooky and misguided genius at that.
So let’s take a short break from weird shaving patents and look at a plain weird patent.