Day: January 8, 2007

Life on the Ocean Wave, FINALLY

elvis7 Comments

I’ve been trying to lay hands on these images for ages. Finally, as I said, skin stories is out on DVD. What this means is that the image that I’ve long, long wanted to use as a design source for my tattoo backpiece is in my hands. Now all i have to do is decide […]

I’ve been trying to lay hands on these images for ages.

Finally, as I said, skin stories is out on DVD. What this means is that the image that I’ve long, long wanted to use as a design source for my tattoo backpiece is in my hands.

Now all i have to do is decide who. And there are only two artists i know who can do this justice, and who i wanna spend months with working on it. My friend Klem, or my friend Freddy (sorry, that links to a stupid flash thing, click on ‘artists’ – but it doesn’t work on Safari).

But here’s the image in three pieces. I might later try’n stick these together in one but it doesn’t matter, this is enough to take to the shop.

Finally.

I’ve posted a mini version previously – below is the whole thing, and here is the verse that inspired it.

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blogiversary three

elvis9 Comments

I just noticed that my third blogiversary is coming up; middle of this month. Jan 15, 2004, as a lark, I posted my first blog entry. My friend Jen had offered me hosting space for a domain I owned; I just wanted a place to park the name, and maybe a few pages of storage. […]

I just noticed that my third blogiversary is coming up; middle of this month.

Jan 15, 2004, as a lark, I posted my first blog entry. My friend Jen had offered me hosting space for a domain I owned; I just wanted a place to park the name, and maybe a few pages of storage.

Want a blog, while we’re at it? she asked me. And I figured, hell why not, though I’ve nothing to say and no one’s gonna read it.

So, on a sunny california mid-january day in ’04, I sat down and asked that question that almost every new blogger asks – why am i doing this?

Three years later, and I still don’t know the answer to that. But I do know that I was wrong, and people are, for some unknown reason, reading.

The phrase Long, Strange Trip comes to mind.

Thus, on Jan 15th, I’ll celebrate three years. And I expect you all to celebrate with me, taking a sip or a hit or a snort or a swallow of your favorite poison, and touching yourself or someone else (or, you know, me, if you can reach that far) in the most indecent way possible. Show me some dirty love, people.