I think I’m gonna get a tattoo. I’ve been talking the smack about this for years but now with my commitment to cat care I am feeling suddenly less of a commitment-phobe. By the way, she’s willfully disobedient, the cat, for those of you wondering. I have a Beligerent Kitten. I think that will be her name on this blog, despite the fact that her name is actually Atari. The receptionist at the vet’s office said, “Atari… wasn’t that like, a game, like, a long time ago?” So I said, “it was a game system and it really wasn’t that long ago. You look to be about my age. Don’t try to play. Bitch.” And then I slapped her. Actually that’s a total lie. I just said, “ha ha, yeah.” Like I do. Anyway, anyone want a kitten? What? I’m just saying that if she doesn’t learn to use the litter box soon…
What were we talking about? Oh yeah, tattoos. I’ve been browsing the Lone Wolf Body Art website (that’s who everyone recommends in Nashville, they do the Vanderbabies and the Dixie Chicks so they must be good, right? And you know they’re goth because they use the font) and I’m amazed at the number of women who want tattoos that go down well into their coin slots. I mean, how do you even tell the tattoo artist that’s what you want? “I’m thinking it would look awesome if it like, went down into my butt crack. Can we do that? Awesome.” I don’t get it. Am I old? I was thinking a fleur de lis on the lower back but I think my co-worker has just about talked me into a tattoo of Jesus in acid washed jeans that says “Livin’ on a Prayer” in a little scroll underneath. What do you think? Too Bon Jovi? My aunt (the until recently favorite one who isn’t passing muster lately what with the “you know what? you should get lap band surgery” comment) called this weekend to offer to take me to get the tattoo for my birthday. Which is at the end of August. I guess I’m flattered that she’s thinking about it already, but I’m not sure I want her to go with me. She tells me that now that I have a cat I am officially a spinster, so I’m thinking now about getting a tattoo of her name with a circle and a slash through it. On my neck.
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You could get one of David Hasselhoff.
She might like that.
I have one, just not on the neck.
honestly, i’d reccomend music city tattoo, honestly. their website is crap, but they are both amazing artists. i got mine done by laura and it’s fantastic, and i’ve a couple of friends with mike’s tatts that are also amazing. give them a look-see and see what you think!
Sweet! Thanks megaphonic. I will check them out. I wonder if they do the ‘Hoff. I could get David Hasselhoff on one bicep and Baby Jesus on the other. No one would mess with me. Ever.
yeah, i think that’s a pretty fair definition of “bad ass”… but to be truly invincible, you need to add a burt reynolds and complete the trifecta… no one can resist the power of the reynolds ‘stache…
So, I got the package. You are 12. The funniest damn 12 year old ever. You should get a tattoo, but you are wise not to head for the coin slot. My friend calls lower back tattoos “tramp stamps”. Hee hee…. now I’m 12.
I have always thought that getting a tattoo was ill-advised since the years where I could show it off and have it look, you know, GOOD, were somewhat short-lived. But it has occurred to me that since I show a minimum of skin at all times and no-one except my doctor would ever see it (at the rate I’m going now…), a tattoo would not be a liability in my 70s.
But it requires needles. oooooh, no thank you.
Oooh a fleur de lis would be a lovely tat. If you get it, make sure you post a photo
I highly recommend the Lone Wolf. I’ve gone there twice and have not been disappointed! If you’re afraid of the pain, you should ask for Brian. He’s extremely funny – but not so funny that you’re heaving with laughter – which given the circumstances is a good thing since heaving bodies are not the greatest stationary target for the guy with the needles.
Also, a lower back tatoo may be a “tramp stamp”, but you never have to worry about what it will look like when you get older because you can’t see it.
You crack me up. Do it!