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Friday, November 27, 2009

We have a new tat in the family.

I would have been there for a part of this, but tum disagreed. Maybe tomorrow.

We start with a stenciled outline.



Then we outline for real.




Keep adding the ink.



Ya just gotta wonder about the chainsaw that shaved that leg.

Now, we're all done.




The thing is that were it not for Nixon ending the draft just days before my number came up, that bowed face would be mine.

This is why my mother never permitted badmouthing Richard Nixon in her house. Trickie Dickie saved her first born.

-- text tapped from a virtual keyboard. You found misspellings? Imagine that. Get over it.

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