Speaking of Ink…
I’m getting a new tattoo on Sunday! My girlfriend at work owns a tattoo parlor south of Colorado Springs. In an effort to support her, I thought I’d go down and check it out, let her ink me permanently. Hee hee.
I’ve been consulting with her on what I want, where I want it and what my options are. It’s a lot easier working with her on these issues than with my normal tattoo artist Fish. He’s a great artist, just kinda bug-eyed and distracted. I don’t feel “cool enough” for a tattoo when I go see him. But me and Brina, we’re friends and I’m pretty sure we live parallel lives (more on this later).
Without boring you with semantics, here are some representations of the tattoos I want in the forseeable future:

An Egyptian Ankh, symbolizing for me eternal life, union of man and woman, protection and fertility. I want a simple, smallish one on the back of my neck.

This is the Fire Dancer image of Dave Matthews Band fame. I would like the outline of the dancing lady, maybe with color on the inside. No words. Probably on my upper arm.

The Goddess Isis. The website EgyptianDreams highlights some of Isis’ most endearing qualities:
Isis was a winged goddess who represented all that was visible, birth, growth, development and vigour. Having wings, she was a wind goddess. The kite was sacred to her, and she could transform herself into this bird at will. She brought the heavenly scent with her through the land, leaving lingering scenes of spices and flowers her wake. She brought fresh air with her into the underworld when she gave food to the dead. She represented both the life-giving spring winds of Egypt and the morning winds that hailed the arrival of the sun each day.
The ancient Egyptians saw Isis as a benevolent goddess, good and kind. Each pharaoh was her son and Isis loved all creatures like a mother. She was the chaste and devoted wife and as a result most highly regarded among the Egyptian gods. Isis was the daughter of Nut and Geb and the sister and wife of Osiris. Isis aided her husband during his reign as the king of Egypt and searched madly for his body after his death so that he might be given a proper burial. Isis conceived her son Horus either through magic or by resurrecting Osiris. Isis raised Horus in the papyri and lotus thickets of Chemmis, in the delta area of Lower Egypt to protect the child from his uncle Seth. Seth wanted to murder Horus, but Isis hid the child so that some day he might avenge his father’s death.
I will probably some day get this in color on my lower back.
Me and my motorcycle gang (which is my Honey and my dad!) are riding the bikes down south for this on Sunday. Who knows what I’ll come home with. I’ll let you know!






