TATTOOS and the people who ask about them

I have a lot of tattoos. I'm not saying that I'm covered face-to-hands or anything, I still have a LOT of work left to do. But I have some ink on every day-to-day-visible part of my body. I understand that even as tattoos become more common, there are a lot of people who don't have them or are curious. I'm already the sort of person who doesn't enjoy small-talk with random strangers in my daily travels so having people constantly asking about my tattoo work is annoying.

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ST PATRICK'S DAY IN DALLAS

Let me start by just admitting that I am now a wussy when it comes to day-drinking. Or any long-term drinking. I just don't drink like I used to and really need to build that tolerance back up. St Patrick's Day in Dallas, TX is sort of like gay pride, but for straight people. Well, all people because we always have a group of gay guys out there. And, remembering John's seemingly incessant obsession with waving to a guy (that he may or may not know) across the street, we discovered that there were definitely other groups of guys who happened to be gay. We also discovered that we could high-five well over 450 people in a very short amount of time (more on that later).

MEN OF SUBSTANCE

I have had some interesting discussions lately about meeting "Men Of Substance" or "MOS" for short (also can be used for "Man Of Substance"). As with most things, this entry will be based on perception, and the perception of the day is... MINE!

DANCING

When I was younger, I went out a lot. I mean a LOT. I grew up in a small town that had nothing going on as far as a night scene. Luckily, we were about an hour outside of Dallas. Which I wasn't allowed to drive to haha. But I did. I went to clubs and couldn't believe the music and the people and everything that was happening. I went to college in another suburb outside of Dallas, actually pretty far to drive and we still came to Dallas to go out. The clubs in Dallas were incredible. There were so many places to go and we could see (hear) incredible artists from all over the country and world. I'm really lucky in that I had no idea that it WASN'T like this for everyone, everywhere. Even then I loved dancing and letting it all go. Anything that was bad didn't really exist there. I met tons of people and even to this day some of them are in my life. I'm no world-class dancer by any means, but I dance with abandon.

SCHOOL

I don't have a degree. Shocking, I know. But it is true. I had a misspent youth and also couldn't afford to support myself and go to school, so I dropped out and started working. I have had some ups and downs and am extremely lucky to have worked my way up in a company that is very successful (albeit a little 'wheels off' sometimes). I have a great career and work with some incredible people so I don't "need" a degree to advance there. It is always something that has bothered me about myself and I finally decided to do something about it. I decided to just go back. With my lackluster academic history, my advisors and I decided it was best to wipe out my previous work and start over. In Texas we have "academic forgiveness" if you haven't been in school for 10 years so it allowed me to start with a clean slate.

Animals and the people who eat them

Ok, get ready. I am so tired of seeing part-time animal rights activists. This Japanese dolphin shit is about to wear me out. You either care about animal rights or you don't, it is very simple. This post might be too much to handle, if you are not fully in tune with the realities of the meat that you so dearly love, please do not continue reading.