Saturday, June 10, 2017

There Is Always A Better Way: Riding The Scrubway

When I, as a young impressionable child, was met a with a predicament that seemed too impractical for reasonable efficiency, I had a motto. 

Like when we first started playing Airsoft. 

After a volley of shots to the face, we were left with stinging lips and eventually, I received half of my front incisor shattered to pieces....

I muttered to myself as I spat out bits of white enamel....

"There has to be a better way."

While there may be those that have a liking for welts on their lips, I soon found sweet solace in wearing a paintball mask whenever we played Airsoft around the neighborhood.

Or like when my Mom got a "smartphone."

We all had different versions of not-so-smart phones; Rants, Rumors and other popular Sprint phones.

But when my Mom got a smartphone, we figured all our troubles were over.

That was hardly the case.

I've long since forgotten the name of her smartphone, but what I have not forgotten is the confusing interface, the despair over the app download setup, the vibrating touch feedback that was obviously released before it had been perfected, and the precious few times that it actually worked like it was supposed to.

"There has to be a better way."


I held my first baby iPhone.

We've come a long way since then, but from the start, I knew that it was what I had been looking for.

Always easy to use, the continuity that Apple provides is second to none and provides the user experience that my little heart yearned to see.

Just call me the Nikola Tesla of the early 2000's.

Except I didn't actually invent anything.

But that isn't my point.

I didn't say that I was good at inventing solutions for these gaps in logic that I saw. I merely made a point of acknowledging that there was a gap.

The tipping point of finding a better solution comes only when you are able to fully recognize when you've found that "way more perfectly."

Otherwise, you'll walk right past the love of your life, and never even realized she existed.

Pardon the analogy.


Sometimes being an optimist makes you sound like a pessimist.

You sound pessimistic when you say, "This is dumb guys, there has to be a better way."

But what you're actually hearing is optimism.

You're saying you fully believe that you know there is a better way of doing what you deem needing a better way to do it.

And when that way is found out and implemented, your pessimistic-sounding-optimistic-self will be assured...

That there is always a better way. 


I have personally struggled in this area of my life for years.

I've always had problems with chapped lips.

As a kid, I licked my lips which made them worse, and as an adult, I used various sorts and brands of lip balms.

Between highly commercialized brands to natural sounding remedies, I was still left with lip moisturizer that either had to be applied every couple minutes in order to stay moist, adverse reactions to the ingredients that were in the chapstick, or ones that actually made my dry lips worse.

Not exactly the way I dreamed it could have been.


It was a hot day.

It was a really hot day.

It was one of those hot days where no matter how much water you drank, you still felt dehydrated.

I sat on a large tree stump and bit my cracked chops.

I looked down at the ground.

The dusty earth beneath my feet seemed to sympathize with me, yet at the same time, it seemed to mock me in my misery.

 Almost as if I was attempting to apologize to my impoverished lips, I looked up to the sky and made a heavenly plea, a silent one that my soul could only speak,

"There has to be a better way."


You know what?

I finally found that better way.

Actually, it found me.

It's not just any way.

It's the Scrubway.*


Let's start at the beginning.

It all started with a ride in a convertible Camaro with the Scrubs Team.

Actually wait, no it didn't.

It really all started last August.

My little Scrublets (who were just known as Stephanie and Shalay at the time), had spent several days being deprived of sleep.

Needing something crazy yet productive to do, they set out to make a lifetime supply of homemade, natural chapstick.

Just like in WW2, one thing led to another, and we dropped an atomic bomb on Hiroshima.

I mean, Scrubs Outlet was born.

But before I get to how great of a product they sell, I want to finish telling you how I first came in contact with their product.

It was at the beginning of the year, and the Marchbanks had two layovers in Portland, on their way to and from an Idaho wedding.

Caleb was tied up the first week, so I made the quick trip by myself.

The second time up, however, we had plenty of layover time, and much to go do and see.

We started out at Blue Star Donuts, found our way to a coffee shop, and eventually had a late breakfast at the Pacific Pie Company.

I'm not sure exactly at what point the deal was struck, but somewhere along the way Stephanie pulled out her polaroid and snapped a shot that I wanted.

But she wanted to take it home and along with a map for the background, take some still photos of the polaroids she'd taken that day, for an epic old-timey travel photo.

So I agreed, with stipulations.

She could take the Polaroid I had claimed if she mailed it back along with some of her lip balm.

I had heard about the stuff that she and Shaley made, and here was my chance to get a risk free trial, with no out of pocket expenses if it didn't meet up to my standards of excellence.

I had faith though.

But I definitely didn't know that this would be the end of a decade-long search for the lip balm that actually worked for me.

A couple weeks later, this came in the mail.

I decided to put it to the ultimate test.

One of the things that always disappointed me about other lip balms (and lotion for that matter) is when I would put some on before I went to bed and I would wake up the next morning feeling as dry as I had the night before.

I had started to think that maybe the dream of going to sleep and waking up with lips that weren't dry as a dehydrated apple left out in the sun for a month was a fable I was predestined to never experience.

But Scrubs blasted that theory out of the water.

Berry Mary lip balm shone brighter than the sun on the 4th day of Creation.

I don't know how to properly tell you how well this stuff worked over the venue of a blog, but just know that you have to truly try it for yourself to fully get my message.

In the time that I have been using Scrubs lip balm since I receieved it in the mail, Berry Mary has upheld my first impression: this stuff works.

Why does it work?

Besides having their own unique recipe that you won't find anywhere else, the all-natural ingredients in their product are unsurpassed.

Their lip balm only has 4 ingredients in it.

Shea butter, beeswax, sweet almond oil, and the essential oil that your particular selection calls for.

It also doesn't work like so many other lip balms do.

Let me quote from an essay on the subject.

"The answer lies in the ingredients. “Lip balms with humectants such as hyaluronic acid and glycerin make lips worse,” says dermatologist Leslie Baumann, MD. “These ingredients pull moisture out of the skin, especially in a dry environment, and then the water evaporates away.” Confusing, considering we regularly apply these ingredients to our face to keep it well-hydrated.

Here’s the thing: Humectant ingredients need to be offset by occlusive ingredients to work their moisturizing magic. Occlusive agents, like beeswax, shea butter, and various oils, create a physical barrier to prevent water loss. “Humectants hold on to water, and occlusives keep it from evaporating,” explains Dr. Baumann. Without occlusives, the moisture that the humectants pull out simply vanishes on the surface of the skin, leaving lips drier than they were in the first place."

It works good, and its good stuff.

Makes absolute sense when you think about it.


Why do a whole blog post about a lip balm that really works?

What a silly question to ask.

I'll answer it anyways.

Because I know that somewhere out there, there is another Jacob who is ever searching, but never coming to the knowledge of the truth.

There really is an answer to all the lonely lost dry lips out there.

And hands.

And boring baths.

Men, women, small children......

Please let me formally introduce you to your new best Internet friends.

Owners, Founders, and Creators at large, the team at Scrubs Outlet are working natural miracles every day. 

If you go to their Etsy page, you too can have your very own Jacob "better way" moment.

Not only do they make fantastic lip balm, they have an entire array of products available on their Etsy page.

Lip balm, cure cream, and some of the meanest bath bombs you've ever seen, with ingredients ranging from Epsom salts, essential oils, and activated charcoal. 

(As a side note, I want to pay tribute to all those lives that have been lost in the making of bath bombs. It's a tricky business, especially when you're under pressure and are sleep deprived, and you're working with such explosive ingredient. 
Friends, you won't be forgotten. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten, and Scrubs Outlets honors your memory today.)

I haven't even mentioned the best part yet.

The Scrubs Team is going to be at Pacific Coast Camp this year. 

If you want the chance to get your hands on some of the meanest bath bombs...

And find your own better way lip balm

all with free shipping...

Find one of the Scrubs Team (or myself), and they'll make it happen. 

And since I really believe that this is the end for someone's hopeless searching, I've set up a Scholorship fund at Scrubs. I will personally pay for the first 5 people that mention they heard about Scrubs on my blog, and want to try a lip balm for the first time.

Just try it. 

It's my way of helping pass along this better way, just as it was handed down to me. 

You know what?

That's it. 

I and the Scrubs will see you at PCC. 

Bring your lips.

*This blogger was not reimbursed for his endorsement of this product or brand. No federal endorsement implied. 

And if you can't make it to PCC, just enter JAKESPAKE into the promo slot on their Etsy page and get 15% off your order of lip balm, bath bombs, or cure cream.

As Harry's Shave Club would say,

"Just our way of saying thanks."

<The Scrubs Team>
(including me too, cause if they sell a lot of stuff at PCC I'm going to demand that they make me an honorary member)




  1. Dear Sir,
    I am writing concerning your recent post about finding a "better way". This topic alone has indeed touched my heart and has stirred up in me the memory of when I myself was a lost soul searching. No, not spiritually,though the "better way spiritual experience" is one testimony that is definitely worth telling. No, this testimonial is about my own lips that were as parched as the mojave desert. You see my story begins with the return from a trip abroad to Costa Rica. To my dismay upon my return I found myself in the same position that you were also in, sir. So I set out all over, roaming, searching, seeking, up and down the halls of the local Target, for a product that would purge my lips of the agony that they were in. Sir, I am so happy to find that scrubs is a company that seeks to find a cure for man kind. But, my answer was not in scrubs. My "better way" was in "Burts Bees Medicated." You may be frowning upon me in disapproval. You may be roaring, beating your chest, and tossing your head. But sir, nothing can beat an experience. Not even what science says, the doctors, or even the chap stick authorities. My experience alone shows that this medicated chapstick does indeed work. Call me an anomaly, but within weeks my problem healed and I was indeed a whole person again. I leave you with this simple thought, "The chapped of the world will seek answers, but what is considered to be better, the better solution, the better cure, the better panacea, the better snake oil, the better wonder filled elixir of modern times in this 21st century, is all perspective." Thank you.
    -Girl in SD that lives chap free.

    1. Dear Anonymous,

      Thank you for your heartfelt transparency. I in no means attempt to discredit your experience in anyway. After all, what you've pointed out is true. As Friedrich Nietzsche said, "There are no facts, only interpretations.” I'm glad that Burt was there to moisturize your lips in a time of dryness.

      However, I do believe that there is yet still one needed element missing from your compilation of short stories called life.
      An experience with lip balm from Scrubs. I know I sound like I'm just spouting a company line, but I really mean it.

      With your current perspective, wouldn't it be invaluable to give it a shot? Just once.

      Sometimes always yours,

      J. Avendano

      P.S. I could Google it, but that wouldn't be right. What in the cornbread world is a "panacea"?

  2. Jacob, I love this, and am so glad you feel this way! Small business owners everywhere work hard to produce the best, and completely natural is always the best. Thanks for your support.

    ~Stephanie Marchbanks

    I'd love to see you roaring, beating your chest, and tossing your head.

  3. Dearest indefinite,
    I see that scrubs has you sold. There are times that I feel that something is missing in my life. I have God, education, no money, and lack of love. Everything that a normal human being craves for, but some how still find my self lacking. You're right, scrubs just might be that missing ingredient... that one thing that will make the story of my life worth telling. Do they happen to sell the lip balm in stick formation?? You see, I'm partial to chap stick in sticks. No one asks if they can borrow your chap stick if it is in stick formation. The minute it's in a little jar contraption, the next thing you know, everyone's fingers are in it and bam. You have a germ epidemic on your hands...or lips if you please. I hope you understand. This may just be a gal problem though.hhmm.
    Anywho...I just might consider scrubs.

    Sorta kinda maybe sincerely,
    Gal who is partial to chapstick that is in a stick.

    Ps. Google has become the go to source of knowledge for many, but I respect your asking. It's what I wish most of my students would do. Acording to, a "panacea" is a solution or remedy for a difficulty or disease:)
    Now what in the petunia garden is a "corn bread world"... I could google it, but just thought that I would ask.


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