commitment to progress
Yesterday was hellish but in the most innocuous way. I made plans months ago to get tattooed at the convention this weekend by my pal from Calgary. So yesterday around noon we made our way to the greyhound station and caught a bus to Abbotsford. Jay and I both had this feeling that the day was going to be shot, taking the greyhound to the suburbs is a pretty good sign of that.
I don't think I ever want to go to another tattoo convention unless I am tattooing... So many knobs and weirdos wandering around showing off their ancient and/or ugly tattoos. There are a lot of awesome aspects of tattoo culture that just get obscured by the amount of trashy people and half-dressed girls. Having to elbow through crowds of Ed Hardy-wearing, Olde-English-script-flaunting beefheads to see Steve Moore's book is not my idea of fun.
We got there at 2:30 pm. I didn't get tattooed until 7 and then only for an hour so that we could catch the last bus home, which we missed because it left 15 minutes early. We then took a cab with the 3 other folks who missed the bus to Surrey and then sky-trained home. Fuck Greyhound and fuck the suburbs. A whole day wasted for one hour of tattooing. That is my commitment to progress. At least I have one less hour of rib tattoo time to go...
I don't think I ever want to go to another tattoo convention unless I am tattooing... So many knobs and weirdos wandering around showing off their ancient and/or ugly tattoos. There are a lot of awesome aspects of tattoo culture that just get obscured by the amount of trashy people and half-dressed girls. Having to elbow through crowds of Ed Hardy-wearing, Olde-English-script-flaunting beefheads to see Steve Moore's book is not my idea of fun.
We got there at 2:30 pm. I didn't get tattooed until 7 and then only for an hour so that we could catch the last bus home, which we missed because it left 15 minutes early. We then took a cab with the 3 other folks who missed the bus to Surrey and then sky-trained home. Fuck Greyhound and fuck the suburbs. A whole day wasted for one hour of tattooing. That is my commitment to progress. At least I have one less hour of rib tattoo time to go...