Quest For The Best Deodorant ?

Underarm stuff is all weird. Some seem like they don’t wash out of my underarm hair in the shower. Some are uncomfortable and itchy. Some create redness. So a month or so ago, I did the search above and went out and bought the exact number 1 pick.

I don’t like it. The material it’s made of is a white solid. It leaves a visible film/residue/resin in the underarm.

The only thing I like is a clear liquid in a roll on, or the discontinued green “gel” in the Brut push up dispenser. Now Brut is the white solid ad described above. Below is the discontinued clear green gel I’m talking about. What I’ve been trying to find a replacement for for years now.

I wish it was easy, to find a replacement, like it’s easy about shampoo. Shampoo is easy. Ask and get a definitive, simple,consistent, answer.

Have a great day!

Train Driver

There was a guy in a long defunct country called Delgiun who drove trains for a living. He loved his job, he wanted to drive trains since he was a little boy. He liked pressing the trains for speed.

One day he wrecked a train because of going too fast and killed one person. He went on trial for murder and was given a death sentence.

For his final meal, he asked for one banana. He ate the banana, got hooked into the electric chair and the switch was pulled. Sparks flew and the room filled with smoke, but the train driver was unharmed.

According to Delgiun law at that time, surviving an execution was considered divine providence and the man was set free.

He ended up getting his old job back. Unfortunately, not too much later, he wrecked another train and two people were killed. Again he was tried for murder and sentenced to death. For his last meal. He requested two bananas.

He ate the two bananas, got hooked into the electric chair and the switch was pulled. Sparks flew and the room filled with smoke, again, the train driver was unharmed.

Divine providence again. He was set free and ended up again getting his old job back, driving trains. Unfortunately, he didn’t learn his lesson and soon wrecked a third train, killing three people. He was again given a death sentence.

For his final meal he requested three bananas. The executioner refused, and against protocol, without a final meal, the train driver was strapped to the electric chair, the switch was pulled, sparks flew and the room filled up with smoke, but again the train driver was unharmed.

The executioner was speechless, the train driver saw this and said, “the bananas had nothing to do with it, I’m just a poor conductor!”

happy Friday!

I Don’t Know How I Do It

Sometimes when I and start the engine and the stereo comes on I don’t know how I was in there with it so loud. I’m like a different person first thing in the morning compared to right before bed. I mean, what kind of crazy person can listen to music like Ronnie James Dio or AC/DC at full volume?

I don’t know, a crazy person, I guess.

I like it nice and quiet in the mornings, I don’t know who that nighttime guy is..

Have aa great weekend!

Never Enough REM

My watch has been monitoring my sleep for a long time, somebody else had to take a look to point it out to me, I barely have any REM sleep.

in today’s it says not enough REM, but I never really noticed it until somebody told me about it. But I get some good deep sleep, huh?

my RMV is in the pits too, but nobody knows what that means.

Now I have to research REM sleep

Happy Wednesday!

4 Day Weekend

Day one of the four day weekend starts with dick clouds and strong winds, and no rain. It is not going to rain no matter what, Seems like.

I’m still seeing a counselor about my divorce. But it not really about the divorce anymore.. My counselor said yesterday that my self-loathing undoes the therapy in between sessions. I recommended a lobotomy. Ha ha!

Have a great weekend!

Chocolate Digestives Disaster

I bought a package of chocolate digestive biscuits. They’re pretty good cookies (Do you see what I did there?) because they’re good and at the same time not too sweet and not 1000% sugar.

When I opened the pack, the chocolate was a little melty and got all over my fingers, so I put the rest in the fridge. When I came back for more, they were welded together, inseparable. I had to wedge a knife in between to get them apart. Lucky I didn’t lose any fingers.

I split the stack into about four parts. It was crumby and still messy. Biscuit chunks explosively flying all over as I drove the wedge between the ironclad layers.

I ate thick stacks with about 4 cookies each. It was a real disaster, a catastrophe. I’ll be getting more soon to try and improve the procedure.

It’s a back to work Monday. Long weekend, coming up!