Helena Handbasket requested I show my other five tattoos. So here goes.
First of all, let me tell you it's damn near impossible to take a picture of your own back. Plus, I'm huge. Also, I have vericose veins. Don't judge me.
FU to him. My friend Patti Zeigler used to doodle this sun all the time, so I had her draw me one. I drove to Coplay, PA, where a nice man named Bear marked me for life.
Anthony Ant* from book and TV fame. Those are little ants circling my ankle. This was done by Tom Lam in Silverlake.
Evinrude!!** This was done at Tattoo Mania on Sunset Blvd. I don't know the artist's name. I went there on my lunch hour when I worked at Tower Records (in the record store, not the office). It took an hour and a half and I didn't get fired. Tower was cool that way.
Harold and The Purple Crayon, not a little boy holding his penis. I love Harold, especially when he gets scared and the crayon shakes and he draws an ocean. Or when he draws pies and then draws a moose and a porcupine to help him eat them. This was done by a gal (I think her name is Maya) in Pasadena.
So that's it for now. I have to balance my arms now. Any suggestions?
*They changed the name of this book. The version I have is called "Amazing Anthony Ant." Strange.
**One day at Disneyland, a little child was looking at my tattoos and her father dragged her away. As she was leaving, I heard her say, "But Daddy, it's Eeeeeevinruuude." It was too cute.