The 12 of 12 Challenge was created by Chad Darnell and picked up by a number of random bloggers who linked back to him and vice versa. Chad stopped doing the 12 of 12 Challenge in December 2011, but passed the torch to someone who [sadly] hasn’t been keeping up with it. I am giving my shout-out to Blobby of Blobby’s Blog as he is the one who initially inspired me to do the Challenge, and he still does.
This is my 61st “12 of 12.”
This 12 was on a Thursday. Normally, I’d be tattooing. But I took off this entire week to work on a remodel that needed to be done at the studio and the salon. So today’s pictures might be a little more boring than normal.
8:17 AM: The stairs. So small. So designed for people with size 5 feet. I’m surprised I haven’t broken my neck on them yet. Plus, no handrails!10:12 AM: Freshly showered. Again. And heading off to start day 6 of the remodel at the salon and studio.10:21 AM: Probably a sign. Dropped my box of nails under the truck. Luckily, they’re joined for use in the nail gun. But still…12:13 PM: Looking inside the newly removed doorway into what will be a new tattoo room, as well as a sterilization room, and the backside of a janitor closet. This room used to be the shared break room.12:25 PM: The Husbear caught sneaking some of my eggplant parm. In the new break room. It’s smaller than before, but I’m okay with that. It keeps the salon staff from congregating in there when they should be up front waiting for and with their clients. That just annoyed the piss out of me.12:59 PM: My first trip to Lowe’s for the day. I’d normally attempt to get all this delivered in one shot, but since both businesses are open while I’m doing this, I have to work in small chunks, and there’s no place to store all the stuffs I need.2:12 PM: Janitor closet door installed in rough opening, and drywall mud curing covering old pass-through opening into old breakroom.4:30 PM: Second trip to Lowe’s. Another door, and door things, as well as a few other supplies.5:21 PM: Like putty in my hands. Come on, you know it’s funny.6:08 PM: For the first time in the 11 years the studio has been open, we had to call 911 because a client when non-responsive. He was acting someone odd when he came in, and it just spiraled downward from there. He refused to be taken by ambulance, and there’s nothing we could do. Hopefully he didn’t end up hitting a tree or someone. Still not sure what he did or took, but this is why you don’t take substances and come get a tattoo, people!6:34 PM: Our apprentice getting ready to do his first tattoo on someone not related to the studio.8:57 PM: My own kill room. I wish. Just taping it off so I can spray the texture on the new walls tonight.BONUS: 10:43 PM: Watching the texture dry. Or the worst bukkake miss ever.
Capturing Husbear in the eggplant parmesan is priceless!! But it also speaks volumes on your recipe. 🙂 My husband also says the stairs in back hall have treads that are quite shallow and he has troubles climbing them with a size 13 shoe. Luckily, I have not fallen…..yet. I told him that replacing the stairs with deeper treads should be a project on the back burner. My only concern is the space lost on the landings; sizes that are most often dictated by code.
Yikes about the 911 case.
I’ve often wondered if you get troublesome sorts: drunks, belligerents and riff-raff. I know this is based on old prejudices tattoo parlors are on the bad side of the tracks.
It’s rare we do in our studio. We’ve been around for 11 years, and most people in the area know we are more of an “upscale studio”. We also close earlier than most studios (at 8pm) to avoid the drunk and belligerent. But every now and then…
Great 12 of 12. Remodeling/renovating excites me, and your work looks good from here. I especially like the bukkake mess. It’s a shame about having to call 911. I hope the guy is OK. Oh, and good luck to your apprentice!
There’s not such thing as a bukkake ‘miss’, is there? ….and it was only a little bit funny.
It was totally funny. 😉
Capturing Husbear in the eggplant parmesan is priceless!! But it also speaks volumes on your recipe. 🙂 My husband also says the stairs in back hall have treads that are quite shallow and he has troubles climbing them with a size 13 shoe. Luckily, I have not fallen…..yet. I told him that replacing the stairs with deeper treads should be a project on the back burner. My only concern is the space lost on the landings; sizes that are most often dictated by code.
The eggplant parm was made by a friend. Which probably explains more why he was in it. 😉
We’ve talked about upgrading our stairs as well, but bringing them to code would require some craziness.
Yikes about the 911 case.
I’ve often wondered if you get troublesome sorts: drunks, belligerents and riff-raff. I know this is based on old prejudices tattoo parlors are on the bad side of the tracks.
It’s rare we do in our studio. We’ve been around for 11 years, and most people in the area know we are more of an “upscale studio”. We also close earlier than most studios (at 8pm) to avoid the drunk and belligerent. But every now and then…
I like the no pants pic, but of corse I do being the pervert I am.
Every now and then I have to surprise people. 😉
Shirtcocking suits you. I’m so impressed with your construction abilities. I wish I had them!
I was unaware there was a term for it… 😉
And thank you. It’s something I more or less grew up doing, so it has come in handy.
Great 12 of 12. Remodeling/renovating excites me, and your work looks good from here. I especially like the bukkake mess. It’s a shame about having to call 911. I hope the guy is OK. Oh, and good luck to your apprentice!
Thank you, Java! What’s worse, is there’s an emergency contact spot on the release form, which he filled in with “your momma”. *sigh*