Holy. Freakin. God. Look at this madness!!!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A million thanks to the lovely and talented Mrs_Misha for my beautiful new blue friend. I absolutely love it. It needs a gender, and a name. And more friends. Heh.
Today I found the neighborhood time forgot. In Inglewood, of all places. A charming little slice of Americana: a nuclear family sitting outside on a porch swing together, eating popsicles; a little boy selling lemonade for 50 cents a cup on the next corner, men in snappy suits out for a Saturday stroll...are we sure this is Inglewood? My car fell in love with a tough ol' black and white Ford Fairlaine with a busted window. Yummy. They didn't quite look right together, but hey, story of my life. It would have been completely idyllic if not for the 8-year-olds screaming "C'mon motherfucker, come push me on the swing, bitch!" Ohhh! Inglewood!
And the Universe completely turned upside-down on me today, which was perplexing. I SWEAR I got on 405 South from Costa Mesa. I swear it. I SWEAR I recognized things while I was driving that led me to believe I was indeed headed SOUTH. Until I got to Long Beach. D'OH! So, an hour after I initially left the tattoo shop, I go cruisin' by it again.
Darn tricky Universe.
P.S. More tattoos.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A million thanks to the lovely and talented Mrs_Misha for my beautiful new blue friend. I absolutely love it. It needs a gender, and a name. And more friends. Heh.
Today I found the neighborhood time forgot. In Inglewood, of all places. A charming little slice of Americana: a nuclear family sitting outside on a porch swing together, eating popsicles; a little boy selling lemonade for 50 cents a cup on the next corner, men in snappy suits out for a Saturday stroll...are we sure this is Inglewood? My car fell in love with a tough ol' black and white Ford Fairlaine with a busted window. Yummy. They didn't quite look right together, but hey, story of my life. It would have been completely idyllic if not for the 8-year-olds screaming "C'mon motherfucker, come push me on the swing, bitch!" Ohhh! Inglewood!
And the Universe completely turned upside-down on me today, which was perplexing. I SWEAR I got on 405 South from Costa Mesa. I swear it. I SWEAR I recognized things while I was driving that led me to believe I was indeed headed SOUTH. Until I got to Long Beach. D'OH! So, an hour after I initially left the tattoo shop, I go cruisin' by it again.
Darn tricky Universe.
P.S. More tattoos.
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ckdexterhaven:
Something to do with Alice in Wonderland. I don't remember any names, but that tattoo reminds me a lot of the story. Very cool tat. 
ckdexterhaven:
I love Clerks. Though, i could see how it's humor wouldn't quite work with everyone. It has a special place in my heart because it's in black and white. I'm just in love with black and white films, it's an obsession.