Go, Spiders!
Guess you could say that I love my alma mater. I had mulled over getting this for a few years and finally worked up the courage during Spring Break 2003. The procedure really wasn't painful - more of a constant annoyance. This was taken shortly after it was done, hence the flecks of blood and shaved hair. And its placement still allows me to get a white collar job.
If you're itchin' to get some ink, I suggest that you go see Ellie at Electric Lady Land in New Orleans.
In related news, tattoos of broken-up celebrity couples!
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My eyes! MY EYES!
I should've given a warning that safety goggles are recommended.
That certainly would've made a better story, but I was stone cold sober. From talking to the proprietors of the tattoo parlor, the profession seems to be adament that clients do not arrive drunk. Not necessarily for a "dude, think this through" perspective; more of a health thing (alcohol thins the blood and inhibits clotting). I did get drunk every night of the trip except that one.
I'm sure that you're glad to be back in town, Mr. Out-Of-The-Office-Until-April-27.
WOAH, now that was a sharp left turn into something different.
I was there. He was sober. I think I was still wrung from the night before.
Good times.
CB - I still can't believe our little Joey Joe Joe Shabadoo is relocating to NYC. At least I'll have a place to stay in The City (i.e. on top of you, in your closet - don't worry, I've been South Beachin' it).
George - It's called not having anything of real substance to post today. Not that this post is full of insight. And be careful - I may just post the pic of you and your balloon hat.
One question, left cheek or right?
It ain't on my cheek, baby.
You've *gotta* post the pic of George in the balloon hat!!
I have some friends that freak out when I just post pics in my Imagestation, let alone this blog. So I try to get permission first. So, George, how about it?
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