June 30, 2024: Lather Games Day 30: Bon Voyage, Lather Games
- Brush: Yaqi Purple Haze Mew Brown 24mm
- Razor: Parker 92R
- Blade: Durablade Sharp Hi Chromium (1)
- Lather: Abbate y La Mantia – Don Jose
- Post Shave: Sir Irisch Moos – Sir Irisch Moos
- Fragrance: Comme des Garçons – Black
Use of Theme: Bon Voyage, Lather Games/Daily Challenge: World Traveler
If it were up to some, we would venture out of our caves, club a lizard over the head, cook it for breakfast, rendering the fat in the process, and turn that fat into soap with the lye from water we passed through the ashes of yesterday’s fire. And we’d shave with the sharpened rib bone of that thing we chased out of our cave and killed last week. That is, if we have the time. The assholes from the two caves over keep coming over and trying to steal our stuff and rape our women.
But no. We’re all global-like, and we swing our clubs around in more sophisticated pursuits and go to great lengths to display our exotic shaving wares. And looky here, my soap is from Italy and my aftershave is from Germany and I don’t like it. And why should I have to use a Bangladeshi blade in my Indian razor when a perfectly good lizard bone works just fine? And how can I be expected to use a Chinese brush made of plastic? A proper Chinese brush should be made of Chinese Badger Hair and I don’t like it. Not one bit. And look at this Frenchy perfume that says Black. Who wants to be like real French boys prancing around in their berets and waving their white flags? I won’t have it.
INTERMISSION
As a certain dead composer once said, “Oh, blimey, how time flies!” And so it has with the month of shaving in the 10th Lather Games.
Five years ago I poked around in the sub and stumbled across the remnants of this Lather Games thing and thought, “What a bunch of weirdos!” But I obviously tucked that thought into the forefront of my mind and dove headlong into the 2021 Games. So much so, that people thought I was an alt, trying to stir things up. Turns out I was just fed up with the world at the time and needed healthy dose of fun, and that’s exactly what I had. I had zero expectations of anything else, certainly not finishing in third place the following year. I just put in the effort to entertain myself and my fellow latherites.
The Games seem to get bigger each year and with the level of excitement and enthusiasm you all brought last year, I was not expecting another third place finish. I am fortunate to have some spare time in the summers to give to our shenanigans. This year I had less, so I set my expectations accordingly, after I initially planned to not play this year. Then fake oddsmakers who equate themselves with the big dogs in Vegas laid odds on me as the favorite to unseat u/Priusaurus in his bid to repeat as champion. Well, I had to pick up that gauntlet and here we are.
I put in more effort than I thought I could. You all brought yet another level of enthusiasm. I’m the fake, odds-on-favorite to win. Am I gonna stand on a soapbox and cry to the djudges about how I should win? Hell no!!
Instead, I extend my humble and sincere thanks to you for your efforts to run this great event despite having figurative and pseudonymic (It’s a word. I looked it up.) mud thrown at you in some sort of strange shaving harikari. Yours is a thankless job and you all deserve a salary increase. In fact I thought a certain muddy person was offering to finance your salaries next year, but alas, I am mistaken.
As for the rest of you. Thank you for playing along in the spirit of camaraderie and fun. It’s always a pleasure to be in good company even if we have our differences in opinions.
In lathery good spirit, have a great shave in happiness, and be kind to one another.
Edit: I live in the USA.