Photographing your own leg is surprisingly difficult
2008-08-20 11:54 p.m.
So, Zach is a friend from the LARP. He recently decided to quit his 9-5 job and go back to his dream job of tattoo artist. He put up an announcement that he would be happy to tattoo anyone who was interested.I said, Hmm. I've always kind of wanted a tattoo, but I could never decide on a design. I definitely didn't want a flaming skull or anything hardcore like that. The girly tattoos, all flowers and butterflies, are just too damn girly for my tastes. I've seen some interesting tribal designs, but I decided that wasn't really for me either. I have no tribe. I am not Celtic, or Japanese, or American Indian. (I'm more German than anything else, and really, the tattoos the Germans were famous for? Probably crossing a line.) Then, it hit me:
Oh hells yes. My left leg now proclaims to the world that I am a dork with excellent taste in literature. I think my first choice would have been a Bertie Wooster tattoo, but I would have hated explaining it all the damn time. "No, it's NOT Dr. Fucking House. Bite me."
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