This is a commercial for an Austin, Texas tattoo studio.

Much awesomeness.

Hat tip to Marisa Kakoulas DiMattia at Needles and Sins.

I had the delightful joy of giving Sandy from Casita Klatsch a big tattoo this week:

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I’ll let him tell you about it’s meaning.

I’m certain a fun time was had by all.

And I’m fairly sure he thinks I’m a sadist now too.

All I have to say is that at least it’s better than the UPC-A barcode of old.

Found at http://www.flickr.com/photos/webkeika/sets/72157623667942281/.

(For those of you who don’t know what it is, it’s a QR Code.)

On second thought, maybe I’ll tattoo one on my butt. For advertising purposes.

So, tonight I did something for myself at the tattoo studio. I spent two hours doing this to myself:

Say hello to my little ducky… (click to see it on flickr)

Yes. I said to myself. I’m only a little crazy.

I still have to do the color work on myself as a duck, but I’ll have to wait until the kink in my back and my knee straitens out. I’m just not as bendy as I used to be.

I’ve not always had a thing for rubber duckys, but for the last few years I’ve started to collect them for some odd reason, and clients have brought them to me thinking I collect them. So the ducky seemed appropriate. He’s on the same leg as my DNA helix, so I’m sure eventually I’ll have a sock incorporating the two and other “relics” of my childhood that I will feel the need to tattoo upon myself.

If it was ONLY that easy to give a tattoo….

A “thank you” to Alexander for sending me this (way back in October).