Tattoos, hey.

So it has come to my attention that someone, possibly two people have read this blog.
 Yikes! The anxiety of a readership that large makes my skin crawl and heart twitter. I feel like I'm at a podium giving a speech about the merits of eating fried chicken skin to a throng of vegans.

1. The first thing about fried chicken skin is that it is not only delicious--but imparts a crispy feeling of carnivore-ism that can not be matched.
2. The second thing is that--------(interrupted by the sound of the vegan crowd beating me to a pulp with their sharp not-fat elbows)


So, here are some writings. Tell your friends! Tell them to tell their friends--and in no time I will be the most popular person since Mahoney from Police Academy.

My Tattoos! An Explanation?

A few summers ago I was in Chicago at a music festival. And being so "hip" I thought I would take my love of the written word and somehow burn it on to my body. Luckily, thousands of years ago someone came up with the idea of jamming a needle and ink under their skin so that it would leave a permanent scar, but also look kinda sweet.
So I did it. I got some tattoos, right above where a t-shirt sleeve ends on my arms. And what where they?
? !
Literally. A question mark on my left arm and an exclamation point on my right. So far, when people see these I get mainly one response. Why?
Usually I will say, "It's a long story." Why do I say this? Because most people that know me don't have to ask why. It's the people I don't know very well that are confused. The explanation is something I don't like dropping on people on the fly. Here is why.
I chose an ! and a ? because I feel like they sum up life in broad spectrum way. They are the two extremes of living.
Think of it this way: At one end of the spectrum you are enthralled. You are so into whatever it is that it can only be expressed by an !. You are so sure about what is being emoted that you yell it, scream it, laugh it, etc.
And at the other end is a ? A huh? You don't know what it is so much that you have to question it.

Confident Statement! and Questionable Confusion?

My tattoos remind me that there are two extremes of life, and they are both equally important in my viewpoint. Sometimes one needs to shout things from a rooftop, and it is also necessary to question things: because without confusion and lack of knowledge there would no learning; no life.

Was that deep or what! Man, this blog is really awesome isn't it! Isn't it?

Haha. But seriously, my tattoos are badass.

Ok. You just experienced another nightshift writing. C'mon other nightshift folk, post something on here in the comments. Something about tattoos, something about fried chicken. Heck, berate me for saying that vegans have sharp elbows--I don't care.