dave and i paid a visit to randy adams this week and got a pair of tattoos. we were inked with chinese characters meaning "commitment." dave got his on his ankle. i violated my Rule of Tattoo by getting mine to the side of my belly (the Rule of Tattoo states that 1) the tattoo must go in a location that can be easily concealed, should one desire to look "presentable" and 2) the tattoo must not go in a location that will ever be fat). one pregnancy and i'm sure the stretchmarks on my stomach will look like something akin to the High 5 interchange in dallas. i wonder if that will change the meaning of the tattoo?

i like randy adams. it's a nice, clean establishment, even if there is the occasional fire-breathing naked unicorn-turned-serpent on the wall. i've darkened the door of a few parlors in my life and this is the only one so far that doesn't make me feel like i need to immediately go home and read my bible. they're really quite professional and bear remarkably little ink, considering...