Monthly Archives: October 2013

50 Days of Doctor Who until the 50th Anniversary! (Two)

If you follow the Doctor Who Official tumblr over on, well, tumblr, you would see that there is a new meme going around. Prepping for the 50th anniversary episode on November 23rd!

I think if I dragged this meme out for the next 50 days, I’d probably lose the last couple of you who actually read my blog.

So instead, I think I’ll just break it up in chunks.

And with that warning, here’s the second chunk!


October 09: Invent a new feature for the Sonic Screwdriver.

A wood setting.

Yes, I think the sonic screwdriver is a bit of an overused plot device. But hey, it is what it is.


October 10: What’s the coolest planet the Doctor’s ever visited?

I’m partial to the Library (minus the Vashta Nerada, that is). Although I don’t know if technically it qualifies as a planet since it’s a planet-sized library. But hey, it has a moon. So that works.


October 11: Take a photo of something IRL that you think would be from Doctor Who.

Speaking of Vashta Nerada, I posted this a while back because it made me think of them:
Vashta Nerada?


October 12: Bow ties, fezzes, or stetsons?
Bow ties.

The fathers of the bride.


October 13: What’s your favorite Doctor Who-themed YouTube video?

This:

Especially the dancing Ood Sigma bits. 😉

Until next time...
Erik

12 of 12, October 2013 edition

My twenty-second “12 of 12”. Today’s 12 fell on a Saturday. A tattoo day! Usually a busy day for me.

The 12 of 12 challenge was created by Chad Darnell and picked up from a number of random bloggers who then linked back to him and vice versa. Chad stopped doing the 12 of 12 links in December of 2011, but has now passed the torch on to Janet Hughes who hasn’t been keeping up with it. So as always, I’m giving my shout-out to Blobby of Blobby’s Blog as he is the one who inspired me to do it.

All pictures were taken with my iPhone 4S.

10:27 AM: Waiting on the bread-burner to do it's thing. Because regardless of what setting I put it on, it still burns my toast.
10:27 AM: Waiting on the bread-burner to do it’s thing. Because regardless of what setting I put it on, it still burns my toast.
10:47 AM: The contact lens for my right eye. The left eye lens is bigger.
10:47 AM: The contact lens for my right eye. The left eye lens is bigger.
11:04 AM: Putting my shoes on. It felt like a green day. As opposed to a Green Day.
11:04 AM: Putting my shoes on. It felt like a green day. As opposed to a Green Day.
11:05 AM: milli looking at me, probably wondering why us pink skins go through the trouble of hiding our pinkness.
11:05 AM: milli looking at me, probably wondering why us pink skins go through the trouble of hiding our pinkness.
11:52 AM: Red light flashing is always bad. Let's see if AT&T repair guys show up today. Because they sure as hell didn't last night.
11:52 AM: Red light flashing is always bad. Let’s see if AT&T repair guys show up today. Because they sure as hell didn’t last night.
12:05 PM: Everyone get Lucky!
12:05 PM: Everyone get Lucky!
3:22 PM: Finished my first appointment ahead of schedule, and not feeling that swell for some reason, so napping on the couch in the breakroom until my next appointment arrives.
3:22 PM: Finished my first appointment ahead of schedule, and not feeling that swell for some reason, so napping on the couch in the breakroom until my next appointment arrives.
7:21 PM: Potty break for my client, and I remembered I needed to take some pictures for today. So here's my mess for this tattoo.
7:21 PM: Potty break for my client, and I remembered I needed to take some pictures for today. So here’s my mess for this tattoo.
9:50 PM Four hours in, and stopping for this session. Probably another hour of highlighting to go. But that's for another day.
9:50 PM Four hours in, and stopping for this session. Probably another hour of highlighting to go. But that’s for another day.

And… I’m kind of copping out on the last few photos. I didn’t take enough during the day, but these are at least still on the 12th.

11:30 PM: Finally home. And starting a load. Of laundry.
11:30 PM: Finally home. And starting a load. Of laundry.
11:32 PM: These little guys should start hatching tomorrow or Monday.
11:32 PM: These little guys should start hatching tomorrow or Monday.
11:35 PM: And... a little time at the computer and then I'm off to bed. Early. Because I'm still not feeling well.
11:35 PM: And… a little time at the computer and then I’m off to bed. Early. Because I’m still not feeling well.

Until next time...
Erik

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

I had a new client at the tattoo studio on Wednesday for an appointment. As I was checking his paperwork before we started his tattoo, the medical section had something written in that made me pause.

I had to ask for clarification. So he elaborated.

My new client has a tumor in his brain. Actually, two tumors. Inoperable. And incurable.

He is in his mid-thirties. The doctors tell him he has anywhere between 6 months to two years to live, depending on what path he chooses to take.

The only thing that I could manage to get out of my lips was: “Dude, that seriously sucks.”

Yeah. That’s me. The guy who knows exactly the right thing to say at the right time. Not so much.

He said he agreed.

I spent a good four hours tattooing him on Wednesday. We had a lot of time to talk. And I tattooed on him today for another three hours. We didn’t get to talk a lot today, as he had a migraine. But he’s wanting this tattoo. And I’ll be spending many more hours and days with him, as he’s getting a large tattoo.

Which has made me think: if you knew you only had so many days, how would you spend them?

Granted, we all only have so many days. But some people have a better idea of when their days are up. And is that necessarily a bad thing?

One would probably be a lot more focused on quality time with certain people, I would imagine. And probably getting things ready.

Or maybe one would live in quiet desperation? Sulking at what life has handed you.

What about just being hellbent on doing all those things that are socially unacceptable, and going out in a “blaze of glory”?

What would you do differently if you knew your expiration date? Would you do anything different at all?

Until next time...
Erik