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Michael Phelps?

I am always properly enthusiastic about tattoo parlors. In Hoots, right across the street from my humble abode of employment, a new tattoo parlor opened this week. Also down the street, another tattoo parlor has also opened its doors.

Holy Moly, tattoos and piercings for everyone.

I don’t know if we have the population to support these endeavors, but I’ve been trying to subtly get some of the older guys in town to go in for a nipple piercing.

You know, to support the economy and all. We all must do OUR PART! Alas, I already have one tattoo and am not really in the market for another one.

I imagine that some people find it somewhat scandalous that one of the tattoo parlors is right next door to a fancy business that hosts weddings and the like, which of course, amuses me. I know the owner of said fancy business didn’t know about the new shop until the lettering went up on the business.

It’s the little things that amuse me. I hope the owners of both shops are around for a long time.

I can’t wait to hear what Mr. Jimmy has to say about it.

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The tattoos at Contrariwise are absolutely amazing. From Kurt Vonnegut to Sylvia Plath with a little Dr. Suess thrown in, each tattoo has a literary background.

This is one that honors Ernest Hemingway who wrote:

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

Hat Tip to Neatorama

I love List of the Day. Today’s treat is ridiculous celebrity tattoos.

I cannot imagine what this person was thinking when they got this tattoo. Of course, Will Ferrell in Elf is also on the list.

Alf? I guess it’s better than a Mom tattoo.

Or not.

This world is a big, strange place, isn’t it.

Some photos for your enjoyment.

Michael Berryman

Berryman and Hollywood.

In deep.

Flowers and Side Tat.

In the Zone.

Hella nice guys putting on the mean face.

The Full Moon Festival was awesome and was my destination this weekend.

I love visiting Nashville.

There are a few things I get all worked up about.

One is I love Horror movies. Last night, Squirrel Queen and I spent some time explaining our adoration of horror movies to Karsten and Chris Wage. I know they must think we are nuts but there is something really fun about heading out from Hooterville to specifically go to a horror festival. It’s camp at it’s best.
I love subcultures. I do. Explaining it isn’t an easy thing, my friends.

We are going this afternoon. I’m sure we will laugh.

Jim Ridley at the Nashville Scene breaks it down why this should be a hoot:

FULL MOON TATTOO & HORROR FESTIVAL If you’re one of those sickos who gets off on gory trash, monster movies and lurid stalk ’n’ slash sagas full of half-naked scream queens, you must be…me. Which means we’re bound to have fun at this three-day expo of celebrity signings, screenings and such devoted to the dark arts. Of special note is a Nashville appearance by filmmaker George A. Romero (see below), but the lineup should tickle anyone with a lifetime Fangoria subscription: stars Adrienne Barbeau (The Fog), Dee Wallace (The Howling), Tony Todd (Candyman) and Michael Berryman (The Hills Have Eyes); gore FX master Tom Savini; The Goon comic creator Eric Powell; painter Basil Gogos; organizer/horror filmmaker/tattoo artist Ben Dixon; and many more listed at lonewolfbodyart.net/festival8.html. A one-day pass is $15; $35 covers all three days. Friday through Sunday at the Nashville Airport Marriott (600 Marriott Drive) —JIM RIDLEY

I had a Fangoria subscription as a kid. Shut up.

I tried to get tickets to see George Romero last night at the Belcourt where he screened Diary of the Dead. I struck out. It probably would have been easier to get a dinner date with the Pope on Easter Sunday then get in last night.

Listen, some people go to art galleries. (I go and I enjoy them immensely.) Other folks like bluegrass festivals (you’ve never been to a party until you hit one of those.)

Me, I do crap like this. This should be smashing.

This made me laugh so hard this morning that I scared one of my dogs. Snorting, I’m telling you.

PHOENIX – A surgeon faces a disciplinary hearing for snapping a photo of a patient’s tattooed genitals during an operation and showing it around to other doctors.

Mayo Clinic Hospital administrators said Dr. Adam Hansen, chief resident of general surgery, admitted taking the photo with his cell phone on Dec. 11. The tattoo on strip club owner Sean Dubowik’s penis reads: “Hot Rod.”

Listen, I know it’s a violation and the guy shouldn’t have done it, yada, yada, yada, but it still makes me guffaw. I have a tattoo on my ankle, Dr. Hansen can take a picture of it any time he wants.

Bwahaahhaaa.

For the science geek,  a gallery of tattoos.

Whoa. There are a ton of them over there.

H/T to Running Around in Squares  via Gregg Boyle on Twitter