Saturday, January 12

i still sometimes do this.

tattbombs, neighbors!
on occasion,
i get to start something kind of fun.
today was one of those days.
check the holy sh!t-sized first-tattoo scars and bark teleport:
uh-huh.
a big ol' flippin' tree.
not the worst choice for a first foray into the world of tattzaps.
yeah.
me and my pens put the multi-hued molto-layers of activation to it,
and a few hours later,
the duder left with the beginnings of what may end up expert.
ouch.
tattooing over scars and dried-up wintertime wood heat flaky skin is no fun.
that's real.
but anything can happen, i suppose,
so while today was a foggy-bottomed soggy mess,
work was productive, albeit a applicative challenge, if nothing else.
i've got a sh!t-ton of graphic novels that arrived today,
and that means i've got more work to do.
nerding it up doesn't just happen, y'all.
real talk;
never quiet, never soft.....

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