Anyone who knows me, knows I love tattoos.
The last tat I got was a tiger’s head on my left pectoral, which I got well over a year ago.
In total, I’ve got 17, including my wife’s name, kids’ names, several tribals, a few dragons and a complete back piece.
I’ve been meaning to get my last child’s name inked on my left bicep, but simply haven’t gotten around to it.
And I’ve been jonesing.
To make matters worse, I’ve been in the vicinity of my tattoo artist several times, but simply haven’t been able to drop in and put in the work.
Worse still, are all the tattoo shows that have been on recently – mocking me.
The proverbial straw was the Afropunk piece I saw today, featuring a full spread of tats.
Flash, I’m putting an all-points bulletin out for you.
I need another tat!