it’s actually a pretty good read, so maybe you’d like to go to your local oversized bookstore containing a crappy coffeeshop and read it. perhaps even purchase a copy. as an added bonus, there is a funny picture of me elsewhere in the magazine, completely unrelated to my own article…. so if you want to have more fun, think of it as like a “where’s waldo?” book and you won’t be so bored.
in other news, i still have job and it’s been a productive week.
yeah. uh, there’s nothing subtle about this so i shouldn’t have to explain it. robbie is a badass and made regular trips from seattle for a year or so to get this thing finished and i’m stoked we got it done. about 25 hours in all. i’m not one to give my tattoos titles, but somewhere along the progression of the tattoo i decided this one should be called “rad cow disease” and i think i’m gonna stick with it.
don’t do drugs. EVER.
more people should get their spirit animals tattooed across their asses. this is one of my new favorites…. healed pictures coming someday.
oh yeah, this is hardly an afterthought, but i started going to sailing school so i can learn wacky knots and cabin-boy vernacular, and eventually retire as a sad, weathered and lonely old seaman, with my only home a shitty run-down sailboat. LIFE GOALZ