ha ha! no! that's just the thing! my coworkers are all middle-aged people with families. so it's really funny to think of them breaking out of their mainstream ways and undressing each other. you know?
actually, no one, and i mean NO ONE at my company is even remotely fuckable. i'd love to meet your shipping manager!
Actually, I never thought about it but it would be awesome to be buried with a tatoo. Preserved in formaldehyde, placed in a box, then placed in a concrete vault, then sealed up for some intrepid archaeologist to dig up thousands of years later.
From a report writteh in 4500 AD:"It seems that the primative humans of the time were involved in ritual marking of their flesh with various permanent colored inks. We are not sure of the reason for this artisitc decoration, but all in the laboratory believe it is quite attractive." Your dead body could start a new tatooing trend far into the future, like the fascination with egyptian styles and architecture from the 1920's.
Live music makes me
BTW, you can send all donations to me. In small, unmarked, used bills.
April 13th actually. The Shins that is. I'm down for some Kills action. They were pretty good at the Cactus. And lets not forget Interpol next Sunday! I lurve me some Interpol.
And Split Lip Rayfield is at Shank tonight. Gimme a call if you're interested in that one. I've got a slow week so I could get away with that.
