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So, I got a tattoo

So, I got my tattoo during the latest Vegas trip. Here are some pictures -- click on them for larger versions. As mentioned, the most painful aspect of the tattoo was having the outline drawn (left side). Once it was time for coloring however, the process was a breeze.

I think tattoos are best left to the imagination of the viewer. When people ask me what my other tattoo "means," I'm always at a loss for words. They want a quick answer, but I can never find the words to summarize everything a tattoo means to me. It reminds me of having spent time abroad and then trying to respond to the question, "So how was it?"

The original artwork for this tattoo was created in block print form by the Japanese artist Masami Teraoka. Much of his work is about the intermingling of the East and West. This particular piece is called "31 Flavors Invading Japan." I love his work more than perhaps any other visual artist I can think of.
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Thanks TIL

Knowing full well that Geek Chic will be the "in" look for 2004, TIL bought this for me at the Star Trek Experience in Vegas. Thanks TIL, you rock baby!

As for where I'm going to wear this, I'm thinking:

- to the next Society of American Archivists meeting in Tucson?
- at a friend's [unintentional and unaware] white trash wedding?
- on my next trip to visit extended family in Redding "Redneck" California?
- to my next dotcom job interview (after the bubble re-inflates)?
- in a totally cheesy photo for my Blog...

Yeah, that's it!

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