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I spent over an hour working on this damn picture blog... and I hit something on my laptop and lost it all... DAMMIT!!!
Back to square one. This last week in Oklahoma, they passed a law legalizing tattooing. We are the very last state to do that, and I blame it all for being smack dab in the middle of the bible belt. Our elders will probably blame this on the lottery turning everyone into gamblers... and then the porn (wich is still illegal, soft-core is ok) we must have gotten from Texas.
I love tattoos... I think inked skin is SUPER sexy, and I would cover myself head-to-toe if I thought I could get away with it. Sadly, I have strategically placed my tattoos in coverable postitions throughout my body... and no they aren't on any too private of parts to show (if there is such a thing).
So, I thought I would try a picture blog... my first, and give you a chance to appreciate them as much as I do. Each tattoo that I have has a special meaning to me, and all are just black... so your not going to see anything too exciting here.. just a bit O'skin and a lil' ink.
This is my first tattoo. I got it when I was 19 years old, before I started college... I was planning to go into anthropology/archaeology and this was a true love of my life... Egyptology. This is the eye of Horus, the son of the Egyptian god Osiris and sister/wife Isis... now I could go on about this all day, but basically it guard against the evil eye, if you will. I had it inked in Arlington Texas, and I can't even remember the name of the place. I had it picked out waaaay in advance, but it was originally suppose to be placed on my back, right shoulder blade. Since it almost cost double to get it there... I opted for the inside of my left forearm. When I walk, it looks as though I have an eye on the back of my arm... watching my back.
Next is my Winged Horus. This was placed over the entrance of buildings in ancient Egypt to keep out evil.
I was 22 when I got this, in Denver Colorado. It was a mother's day present from my son's father (I know that sounds so lame). A chick actually inked it, I think her name was Alisha. I was just siiting on her table with my shirt over my head... she went over it like 3 times, and it really stung right there over my spine. When she would lift the needle off my back my leg would kick out... it was so embarassing.
Number 3 I got in Amarillo Texas. It's a little over 2 hours from my house, and I went with my BFF at the time Roy. I told, Scott, my tattoo dude, that I wanted an ivy, and he free handed it for me. I didn't want flowers, and I didn't want color, and I was really pleased with how pretty it was. It's about 2 to 3 inches from my left ankle. Roy told me it was about time I started acting girlie... WTF does that mean?.. bleah
Number 4 could easily be my favorite, and I have several pictures I want to post of it. Thanks to Gabe for taking the ones so far... he's not too bad for 8, and he thinks my tattoos are supercool, and he also thinks I'm awesome (haha).
Here I am under the gun...yeah don't let the smile fool you. You'd be surprised all the nerves on the inside of your arm... I actually had shooting pains into my other shoulder from that.
here I'm just taking a break... Scott's a fucking smoker.. bleah.
this is the day after and it's still a bit swollen.
I really loved this one, but I kind of screwed it up a bit. It was the winter months here, and I did my best to keep it well gooped. I was living with my mom at the time, and her house is really old, and it is heated by a floor furnace downstairs. I slept upstairs with lots of blankets and plenty layers. The second night home, I gooped my new tat up better than usual, and then layered thermal underwear under a sweatshirt. When I woke up in the morning, my thermals were stuck to my newly inked skin. I had to soak in the tub to help unstick it. When I finally got the thermals off, a couple layers of flesh came off with it. So... it got a bit infected and I have a bit of scarring, but it's not too bad.. just on the front of my arm. I will get it touched up one day.
So... Last one
Me and my sister made another trip to Amarillo to get this chinese symbol for "sister" on the back of our necks. Scott again did it, and we were in and out of there really fast. We then stopped at the Big Texan to try our luck at a free 72 oz steak, but we were chickenshit... and didn't dare try to order it.
I didn't get the facial tats from a shop.. some cosmetologist lady did it here, before she got in trouble for prescription meds (I think)... my eyeliner is my favorite, but the lip liner is really light, and hardly noticeable.
SO... there you have it. I can't get a tattoo in Oklahoma until November I think, but I have to get one... it's only right. Anyone want to come up and get one too? We could blog about it ;-)
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