Our guest haberdasher today is Thomas.
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| Yes I know that's not what a haberdasher does |
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| Like Three Knocks on the Door of Unhappiness |
Wear your heart on your skin in this life.
-Sylvia Plath
Monday Update
There is much to report today, my dear stranger who probably stumbled across this on the Googles. An appointment has been made for Tomorrow at 5 o' clock. A design has been chosen, with the location still TBD, but probably not the face. Probably.
Let's take a few seconds to ponder the sage advice I have been given in my quest for self mutilation.
"Don't do it"
"Don't do it because of some stupid list"
"Don't put it somewhere obvious"
"Get a tramp stamp"
So, not a lot of help there. So, like the great and mighty North American White Snake, I will go again, on my own.
Tuesday Tat Day. Or Tattuesday
Well the day came, and it would be rude to cancel my appointment so I set off with a vague idea and met my artist. Tyler.
After much discussion and drawings we settled on an idea and had at it.
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| His job was harder than mine |
How was it?
For the uninitiated like myself until a couple hours ago, the thought of a tattoo seems like an ominous mountain of pain. The result though pretty tame, like what I imagine it must feel like to have a baby chew on your arm for an hour or so.
Of course there was blood
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| Unlike That Misleading Movie of Similar Name |
What was it?
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| A Very Realistic Garbage Bag Tattoo |
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| Pictured: A guy who really didn't want his picture taken |
Seriously, quit being a dick, and show it.
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| Lock up your daughters |
That's right, in honor of this year, 2014, the year of the hat. I commemorated it with an upside down hat. What's written above it you ask? Why that says "Nil Revelatur" which is Latin for none of your damn business.
To get serious for a second though. Its a saying encoded in Latin, a tribute in honor of a dear friend of mine who was too good for this world.
This one's for you Dirk. I miss you buddy.
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