Colored Guy

Good for you, I knew it would turn around for the better.

I was going to work a couple of weeks back and right past where I turn into my street, there was a crashed motorcycle and car with someone covered up on the street. The street was closed off both ways. I later learned that the guy on the bike was killed and a local guy. No idea what happened but you have to have eyes on the back of your head if you ride a bike. - - - Updated - - - This sounds about right for where I live. I don't ride right now, too much congestion and too many idiots on the road. Bad enough to commute in a car at times. I rarely see bikes on the parkways, see a moderate amount on the expressway.

... unless they apply it with a belt sander with 60 grit paper....

Fixed that for you...

Use the hotel towels, they are probably cloroxed to death and the cleanest thing around. I use beach towels on my bed at home when I have a fresh tattoo.

I know a few really large ladies at the beach with great tattoo work. We compare new work and talk tattoos all the time and they are probably the least self-conscious people I know.

Watch it especially public pools, they chlorinate the crap (literally..) out of them and you are always sure to find a bandaid somewhere on the bottom. My pool at home is not that chlorinated I keep it at the recommended 1-2 parts per million. Public pools are probably at 4-6 PPM. Also the pH comes into play, if that's not where it should be it limits the ability of chlorine (even at high levels) to be effective as a sanitizer.

..or invite him to a blanket party. Those are always fun, depending on what side of the blanket you're on...

If it means anything... the guy who invented the wheel is still getting fucked today....

I ran into a small glitch with the shipping... car has no brakes and the carrier they sent wasn't able to handle it, so they're sending someone else. So it takes a few more days. I can do a 350 Chevy installation fairly cheaply and quickly as I have almost everything on hand. I do have a line on a BOSS 351 and a 4-speed, but this is a full race set up. Still love to do a 429 or 460 which will run into some tall $$, still an option. The 350 Chevy is relatively easy, all I need to do is change the oil pan (pump too) to an early Nova style, has a front sump to clear the Ford crossmember. I'll post up some pictures as soon as I get the thing. Pretty stressful waiting around for what else is going south on the deal. Post up some pictures on the Triumphs. I knew a guy that had a Sunbeam Alpine with a 302 Ford in it, went like a scalded dog. Yeah, I know the deal with work sucking, we're a tad slow here with vacations this month so I'm caught up.

Awesome.. my last restricted license went along with paying fines and a shit-ton of money to my lawyer... but they threw out the gun charges. - - - Updated - - - So anyway, trying to keep my mind on other things... I go out and buy a 1959 Ford Custom 300. Its a project car, no drive train but a really clean body. I'm having it shipped from Denver Co. Plans are do the brakes over (front disc), rewire from bumper to bumper, swap in either a 351C or 460 and a 4-speed. I do have a 350 Chevy I could use as well.. and piss off the Ford people. For now, I just want it in my driveway and go over the whole thing cleaning it up and seeing what else it needs.

When someone asks about my tats... if its a female I ask about her tits... isn't that what you said dear?

Can our stomachs tell time? Hell no.....

Or a big fucking bad ass dragon that goes from your shoulder to ankle...

Every man (or woman) has got something to stay away from, or die from it. In spite of all the bad shit going on with me, I'm not drinking much, staying away from the white powders as well. Been a while since I visited the needle and the spoon (1987) and I have no desire ever to go back to it. It took me maybe 10 years to shake that compulsion. Good thing I have no idea where to find such drugs and anyone I know that is into them is now dead. I was always attracted to taboo things. I dated black women because I wasn't supposed to, started drinking at age 15, drugs followed soon after. Somehow I knew I'd eventually find my way to cocaine and heroin, it was like I was on a path set by fate. And you're right, heroin is like June Cleaver (blonde milf from TV show Leave it to Beaver) just performed an oral act on me, gave me a back massage and wrapped me up in a nice warm blanket. If anything good came out of it, I related some of my story to my kids and so far they've turned out well and haven't gotten into 1/4 of the shit I did at that age. Hang in there! Rob

All the $$ in the world can't buy good taste.

I just take to the chair and let the tattooing begin, at the end of the session, I ask how much and fork over the cash. Some artists will give you a firm-fixed-price on a big piece, others won't. In the end most of us work well with artists that we've been with forever.

Yes, the 10 year plan is ungodly long. I could see it taking 2-3 years, I'd never wait longer than that to finish something that I really cannot see without using a mirror. But that's just me.

I am so sorry to hear this, life really blows sometimes. Hang in there, we all got your back anyway. My oldest son and his girlfriend just moved in with me yesterday, which is good I can use the company. I surely hope you and your mom get along well, may be a good thing for the both of you. You'll find something good it it, you just don't see it right now.

Yup, unfortunately there are douchebags in every crowd. But you totally did the right thing, screw 'em if they can't take a joke.

Sorry about your beloved pet, but rejoice in the memories and put some pictures up at home if you can stand that. I can't imagine how bad I'd feel right now if I lost my dear Chloe, she's the best cat.

Some are quite good, others look like Walt Disney blew his burgers on them.

Yeah, like who farted? My wife was the first one to point out that when we were out together, people got out of my way quickly. Then I started noticing it too. - - - Updated - - - I was out at a local bar last week and ran into a couple from town. Me and the husband work out at the same gym, so he sees me all the time. His wife really hasn't seen me in a while, so she says "holy shit, I didn't know you were so tattooed". She pulls up my sleeves for a look. We had a good laugh and she shows me a new one on the back of her neck. She's a total looker so I had no problem with her checking me out. Everyone some stranger does that, I just ask, may I help you?

Well said. I think it might come up more often than we'd think. Taste changes, you may want something expanded upon and so on. I think that the best person to help with the decision is the OG artist.

I'd never hear the end of it if I took $400 out of the bank for fixing my son's car... so best to bite the bullet and do what was right. We always mixed our money, I do side work that pays my weekly expenses so my tattoo funds were out of that. If my wife needed money for something that came up, it came out of my stash too. Any gift for her came from that as well.