I contacted The Boss Lady this morning bright and early...only to find that she's headed out to a seminar for the next few days and will arrange the team conference call "later". Argh, this is why I don't post about job hunting, because this kind of thing always seems to happen. (Sorry guys. Keep the champagne on ice ( Read more... )

1991 was the year of the Pittsburgh Tattoo Convention. It was advertized in the tattoo 'zines, and I *really* wanted to go. I wanted to see more tattoos---this was before you could go to Wally World and see fifty people with tatts any Saturday afternoon. There were very few shops in my area, because Florida had very restrictive laws at the time. GK ( Read more... )

The big 3-0! I was angsting about that---between Logan's Run and "Never trust anyone over 30", I was slightly freaked. Peter sent me a birthday card that said: "So you're turning 30? Cheer up!" and inside: "Some people have been known to live for WEEKS after that ( Read more... )