
"This is my fist tattoo and I got it around November of 1996 in my living room. There was this guy from Seattle who would come down and do tattoos, and he was a good artist.
When I got this one, I hadn’t seen my mom is about two years. We were both just busy, I guess. I was a senior in college at that time.
I didn’t intentionally show it to her until the next March. She wasn’t very happy; in fact, she sort of freaked out. She kept talking about the permanence…
I told her that I could have gotten a flaming skull, and I think she kinda chilled out after that. Her exact quote was “It’s your arm”. True enough.
My sister told me I was an idiot and that I’d regret it, but I never have. I still really like it.
In fact, I’m going to go get a tattoo next week. I’m not sure what I’m getting yet, but it’s the first time I’ve had any extra money laying around for a long time."
