I luuurrve a good tattoo. Not the cheesy cheap-ass flash that you see on a lot of these kids who get loaded and make a trip out to the local TattoosAreUs. Good quality stuff. Made to last, not to be removed a few years later when you come to your senses. I kinda miss the days when it was still a big-fat-scarlet-she-devil-notorious-motherslockupyerboys thing to do. I got my first tattoo when I was 18. It was a diminutive floral ditty on my then boyish hip--the equivalent of getting full-on tats on both arms these days, though. Now it wouldn't even raise the eyebrow of a Sunday school teacher. Perhaps I should have had mine dated and signed. Verification of my hardcore tattoo-chick status for those who might confuse me with the nouveau tattoo poseurs. I only came close to that old feeling that it was something special when I was in New York last year and dropped by the American Museum of Natural History to check out the body art exhibit. There I was, strolling though the hall, and I look up to see a photo by Larry. Larry did the two goldfish on my back...he's an amazing artist. Had I not been accompanied by an uptight Brit who would have been aghast at me stripping off my sweater and sharing the "real deal" with the other museum patrons, I would have staged my own little performance art exhibition right there. Nevertheless, it was one of those small moments of coolness that make life completely groovy. I spent the rest of the day looking a bit like the Cheshire Cat.
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Yeah what's the point of rebelling...if its just incorporated in mainstarm culture?....sheessh. Kids today they don't know how easy they've got it now that "Rebellion in Can" is available everywhere! What's next "Easy-squeeze Rebellion"...dammit in my day I had to walk 5 miles to rebel. In the snow!
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