update: and writing about it too
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I was at the library the other day, and my daughter was playing at the Art Table with two other girls. One of the little girls’ mother was near by and said “Aren’t you girls good little artists!”
And the third girl perked up and said “My dad’s an artist!”
The woman smiled indulgently and says “Oh really, what kind?”
The little girl proudly told her “He’s a tattoo artist.”
And the woman. Oh man. Her face just twists, crumples into something nothing short of disdain, and she opens her mouth and says “That’s not…”
“An easy job,” I cut in, looking the woman in the face because really? You’re going to tell a child her dad’s not a real artist. “In fact it’s very very hard, because that art is alive forever on a person, not like on paper. And that’s scary! You have to be really good, to be a tattoo artist. Your dad must be really, really good.”
what kind of person could just try and crush a little kid like that? goddamn.
Do people not realize that tattoo artists have to know how to draw really well and produce straight precise lines on a moving canvas, and make the right color selection and know how to blend those colors and do proper shading, and a million other art things and no single client/canvas is the same and they have to adjust based on the pigment of the skin and where the person wants the tattoo?! What the hell
Nothing but mad respect for tattoo artists.
These antibiotics are officially messing with my stomach.
I haven’t had this little of an appetite in…well, I’ve had it recently because STUPID FUCKING UTI.
ok no but imagine gay cowboys that aren’t “sad about bein gay” cowboys blushing w/ boots going "i want u to be my partner, partner" “but i AM your partner, partner” “no but like i want you t be my partner partner, partner” “*low whistle* *tips brim of hat to cover blush* well howdy doody” “is that a yeS??? ??“
IT WOULD BE CUTE OK….
Apparently Ethiopian Baboons are starting to domesticate wolves, which is giving scientists new insights about what it might have been like when early humans did that. That’s cool pretty cool!
“not quite as cool as we thought!” scream scientists, as baboons riding wolves come pouring out of the forest
I would like one large order of intimacy and affection pls. With fries.
@wikdsushi do we need to go to PJ’s?
1994 is as far away as 2042.

If that doesn’t say ‘suck my dick, Nazis’. I don’t know what does
Over 113, now! He missed celebrating his Bar Mitzvah because of the first World War, so he finally observed it September 2016, a hundred years later.
Just checked, and he’s still alive! He’ll be 114 on September 15th.
Happy 114th Birthday!!!
Heads up, he died in August. May his memory be a blessing.
Two fair men lie in water warm and slow,
As brothers are they joinēd heart to heart;
But Cupid hath not struck them with his bow;
Lest that be thought, they sit five feet apart.

