I made up my mind, and then did my “crazy idea” check with various friends. Melody said that I should go do it tonight, but Steady is the only place open, and I think for a Mexican themed tattoo I should ask Charlie at the Inklab. I’ve seen his book of work, and I like it. Unfortunately, my week is jam packed with class, and my weekend will be spent doing a road trip, so I’m gonna have to call and work out a time in advance, which is more terrifying than permanently marking up my skin.
After that, I will have to contract a pinup artist to put the lady together for my upper arm. I have someone in mind (Chandler), but she has no idea what’s going on in my head. If she can’t figure it out from this post (Chandler), she’ll find out this weekend (Chandler).
Then, you know, as vast sums of money become available to me, full sleeves, and then puzzle pieces over the entirety of my body. Also “welcome to my pants” in my pants region.
And pirates fighting ninjas on the last supper table, with Jesus throwing lightning bolts and drinking from a pimp cup that says JESUS in rhinestones. He could turn water in to wine, you KNOW he was a pimp.