Monthly Archives: December 2007

Dances with Bears

Being that tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, I thought I should write some “end of the year” post. However, I cannot really think of anything to write. So instead I leave you with this… “Don’t drop the ball.” Get it?

Tomorrow night at around this time, I will (hopefully) be spending time with those I love and care about, as well as a bunch of people I don’t even know or care about. I shall be dancing with bears….

Until next time...
Erik

AVP-R. [Or, how not to behave in a theater!]

My hubby and I went to see “Alien vs. Predator: Requiem” yesterday on Xmas Day. It was a dark movie that you did not want to be a human in or get attached to any of them on the screen. But that is not the point of this entry.

Maybe I’m just “getting old” these days, but I no longer enjoy going to the movie theater. It seems that people have no concept of “courtesy” these days. From the asshole behind me who kept bumping my seat every time he shifted, the two people talking loudly to others during the movie and the three idiots texting during the movie—they all seem to have no concept of what it means to be courteous.

I don’t think anyone would say “hostility” is a trait I show often, but something about being in a movie theater these days makes me just want to kick the shit out of people who are rude. I get so “agitated” that by the end of the movie I have to actually force myself to calm down. That’s not healthy! I would rather miss all the fanfare and office talk by waiting for the DVD to come out and watch it at home with no one around to be rude.

I wish the aliens would have attacked these people instead of the people on the movie screen.

Until next time...
Erik

What a tattoo feels like…

The most asked question for a tattoo artist from a new client is probably “What does it feel like?” or “Does it hurt?”. Here is the best answer I have heard so far:
What a tattoo feels like
It does feel like something different to everyone. Some people just lay there, while others moan and twitch and cry the whole time… just like sex!

Until next time...
Erik