Archive for May, 2011


Posted: May 31, 2011 in beauty, talk
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I’m a new fan of 30 Seconds to Mars. I’ve heard a couple songs over the years but I never paid any substantial attention to the band until I heard “Closer to the Edge.” Then, I got all up in the 3StM bizness, and discovered… wtf. Jared Leto. I’m all excited and surprised and amazed at his deliciously soulful pipes. Who knew an amazing actor could start and maintain such a successful band? Most actors wouldn’t even try, but our boy Jared went from this:

to this:

Check it out. This song is amazing… Best Buy and Sexy McLeto are in my future. I’m so enamored by their passionate and almost neurological connection to their fans; this is a cult you WANT to be a part of, especially after you hear the kids speak in their video. ANYTHING that supports our youth and gives them a place to turn for shelter from the ugliness that exists in this world should be celebrated and promoted. I know I’m late in realizing that Jared Leto was in the band, but I almost think it’s better. Discovering after the fact let me enjoy their music first, and their frontman second. That’s a rare opportunity. I have a LOT of downloading to do tonight!


Posted: May 25, 2011 in talk
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Today (May 25th), we celebrate the life and legacy of Douglas Adams, author of the famed book series The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Fans of Adams and his literary work celebrate this day by carrying a towel with them at all times.

“A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value — you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand-tohand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you — daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitchhiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitchhiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitchhiker might accidentally have “lost”. What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in “Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There’s a frood who really knows where his towel is.” (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)” -The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

these boots were made for washing.

Posted: May 24, 2011 in vids

It took me a bit of hunting to figure out which episode this tattoo was in, but I found it. Check this girl’s sidepiece (the storybook and tree).

bucket list.

Posted: May 20, 2011 in talk, vids
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In keeping with my commitment to do things I REALLY want to do, I’d like to share another item on my bucket list. As I mentioned before, my bucket list isn’t just things that I want to do before I die… these are things I intend to do SOON… as absolutely soon as possible. I’ve been slightly in love with Ami James since the very first episode of Miami Ink, and it’s a HUGE dream of mine to be tattooed by him. I almost did this once about three years ago, but I couldn’t get the vacation time from work (I still have some lingering bitterness over this, because I had the appointment AND the money). Not only is he insanely talented, he’s definitely easy on the eyes. I want to have a tattoo that is of such high artistic quality that maybe just ONCE someone will appreciate my body art instead of asking me to cover it up. Although I am very happy with all of mine, I know there are better artists out there who could not only draw but ink a tattoo of insane realism and beauty. I eventually hope to have at least a half sleeve and most of my back covered, and if I’m going to go all in like that, the pieces need to be up to par.

How amazing is this?? Mad Hatter inspired look.

Okay, so I decided to try something a little bit different last night and I made a short video to post instead of something text-y. I’ve noticed a lot of new visitors over the last couple of days, so hey. Welcome. Please keep in mind that I had been wearing this makeup for almost 16 hours at this point, so my face isn’t perfect, and neither is my lighting or camera angle. That’s really not the point, though. I’ll consider trying harder next time.

*Note: I am wearing a shirt, and I’m sorry if my necklace blinds you.


Posted: May 17, 2011 in beauty, talk

The tattoo that started my love for tattoos - Rasheed Wallace's sun. Man, I miss the days of those dirty-playin' Pistons... the Wallaces... good basketball.

Mena Suvari's back tattoo... love this one. I'm a big fan of text.

"I had to feature my girl here... my favorite of her many tattoos, and it reads "Quod me nutrit me destruit" which is Latin for "That which nourishes me destroys me." Heavy.

Fred Durst - tattoo of Kurt Cobain and Elvis Presley on his chest. He was a tattoo artist before Limp Bizkit, so his are all really good.

Nikki Sixx. This picture speaks for itself.