Monthly Archives: March 2008

I stand accused…?


Wednesday night while working on a client at the tattoo shop, I received a telephone call from a family member. I only took the call because I thought it was an emergency due to the recent events with my father. This family member harshly accused me of something. Precisely—they accused me of stealing a large sum of money. This family member—being the wonderful “Christian” they are—apparently is of the “guilty until proven innocent” mentality. Is it any wonder I moved all the way from Florida to Arkansas?

I did not take this money, not that the family member seems to believe this. I would never steal (at least not intentionally) and more so I would never steal from my own family. However, I have no way to prove that I didn’t do this stealing of which I am being accused. I had opportunity—to which I was unaware—and as for motive? I have no “moral” character since I am both gay and have tattoos. Two strikes against me?

I see people being suspicious and thinking less of people who have ink that is visible to the public. I deal with it every day as both a tattoo artist and as a person with ink. I don’t really understand it at all. I know the history of tattooing. I know how different cultures see tattoos. I know where the American stereotypes come from. I think it is a stereotype that will take at least another generation to dissipate. I have tattooed what I consider the full spectrum of people: from people barely scraping by, to those who make more in a day than I will in my lifetime; individuals fresh out of jail having served their mandated time, to doctors and attorneys who probably should be in jail for doing things that would keep me up at night.

We are all human. Why do we lose sight of that?

Then there’s the whole being gay “issue”. It’s a little different of a “stereotype” to me because I believe people today have a choice to be tattooed. (Yes, there are probably people who choose to be gay, but I don’t think that is the norm at all. Just as there are people who have not chosen to get tattooed but where done so by force.) People fear and shun what they don’t understand or what they see in themselves that they don’t want to publicly admit to the world. Enough people have discoursed on that over time I will leave it alone for now.

Why as humans do we have to “isolate” what’s different: people of a different color; people of a different weight; people who have decided to decorate the outside of the “temples” they reside in. Why don’t we stereotype people who’s earlobes are attached to their face versus people have dangling earlobes?

As for my “two strikes” that my family sees—I don’t think that will ever change. Their brains are now trained and hard-wired to think the way they do. I went down to Florida to see my father when he had his heart attack for what could have been the last time. It now might just be.

Until next time...

Bang your tools around

stone age to modern age

This is how I have felt after this week at work so far.

I am having issue integrating a new tablet model into our multi-hardware XP image. Usually it’s something simple like a missing driver or a driver conflict. But not this time. Something odd is going on with this piece of hardware that I just haven’t been able to wrap my head around yet.

Nothing in setupapi.log indicates anything out of the ordinary is going on. Yet the tablet will not shut down completely after minisetup has completed. I thought maybe the incorrect HAL was loaded, but it matches the HAL on the vendor’s factory image. At this point I am starting to think some odd BIOS conflict, but it functions correctly with both the vendor’s image and a “virgin” OS image. Which leads me back to a problem with our image.

This is the first piece of hardware I’ve ever had this level of an issue with in the 4 years. It has got me stumped! Maybe I’ll luck across something today…

Sorry for the “technical” post, but this has consumed me the last week. So I had to share!

Until next time...

The husbear and me

The husbear and me out at the local watering hole a few weekends ago.

The husbear and me
The husbear and me

The gay bar down in Fayetteville is called “Tangerine” (and I wish to your god that a straight person picked the colors out!). The “Tang” caters to the younger, college crowd. I feel old there. I think that’s why we tend to travel more these days—to go to cities with bars that have people in our same age groups.

Speaking of travel, we will be heading down to Dallas for TBRU in two weeks! Real men in a real city.

Oh—forget about attempting to get a “serious” picture from either of us… ever.

Until next time...

70 to 20 in One Day

It was 70 degrees this weekend and yesterday morning. Then it started raining and the temperature started dropping. Then it snowed. We got about 4 inches of snow last night and it is now 20 degrees.

I was “nice” and went out to dust off and start the husbear’s car while he was getting ready for work. It will probably be a short day for him anyway. Almost everything in the area has closed down: schools, businesses and gawd-knows-what-else.

Erik in the snow
Damned weather… no wonder I’m ill.

I am still under the weather so I’m staying home from work one more day. I did remote in to check my email. Mistake. Looks like I’ll be busy when I get back to work. Wait—I’m always busy!

Erik's Jeep covered in snow
And I don’t think my Jeep likes being covered…

There’s one thing I’ve learned about the weather in Arkansas: if you don’t like it, it will change. If you do like it, it will also change. (I guess that’s two things I’ve learned.)

At least everything looks clean with a fresh snow covering everything….

Until next time...

B-52s “Hot Corner” Free MP3 Download Available Now!

This came across my bulletins on myspace tonight: is currently hosting a free MP3 of the B-52s track “Hot Corner” from the upcoming album Funplex.

Go to and download now!

Woo Hoo!!!!! I love me some B-52s!

Aside: I noticed they dropped the apostrophe out of their name—from “the B-52’s” to “the B-52s”. I wonder what that’s about?

Until next time...