Showing posts with label tattoos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tattoos. Show all posts

25 June 2010

Just returned from an afternoon at the beach at...

...Rocky Neck State Park and have tattoos on my mind (again).  It happens whenever I go out where many many people have much skin exposed and it seems to me that everyone has a tattoo...we'll, everyone but us.

So, I figure, if I get a tattoo, it would be words rather than a picture, and not some Chinese character that probably doesn't mean what the tattooist says it means, or the name of my woman (I've always wanted an appropriate context in which to write that phrase!), or "Mom," or "Harley Davidson," etc....

I'd probably go literary, say, the first line of Keats' "On First Looking into Chapman's Homer" or Euripides' The Bacchae, or maybe the complete lyrics of  Irving Berlin's "Fella with an Umbrella," or the opening sentence of Billie Holiday's autobiography, or, maybe not.  Maybe I will go commercial and try the logo of Hostess Snowballs or Cap'n Crunch with Crunchberries.  But, no, words are better: perhaps some catchy phrase from Veblen's Theory of the Leisure Class, or maybe just "Thorstein Veblen."

Then again, maybe no tattoo at all.

27 February 2009

Tattoo You!

I just saw a television commercial for a local tattoo parlor, Ride My Needle, which suggested gift certificates because a tattoo is "the perfect gift for any occasion."

Who knew?

Mother's Day make sense...a nice "MOM" inside a heart on a boy's left bicep would, perhaps, bring a tear to anyone, but:

Birthdays?

Weddings?

Anniversaries?

Graduations?

First Communions?

I'm stocking up now!