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Friday, July 27, 2012

Birthday Anticipation and Misspellings



I didn’t even work on Monday, and this week has seemed just as long as any other week.
I believe that tonight, for me, will be very sedate.  I need to be resting up in preparation for tomorrow night.

My birthday is on Sunday, so on Saturday evening we will be embarking on a pub crawl through Mainstrasse.  As it stands, there will be approximately 12 of us.  A good size crowd of folks that are always a good time!!  Bring on the Jager bombs!! But NO tequila, as that’s where everything went wrong last year, terribly wrong.

I LOVE birthdays!!!

Last night I was treated to an early birthday dinner by my friend R.  We traveled across the Roebling Bridge to Over The Rhine (OTR).  The Roebling is my favorite bridge! I remember it being called the “Singing Bridge” (because it has a steel grate roadway that hums as you drive over it) when I was a child, but it’s more commonly known as “The Suspension Bridge”.
John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge
Once in OTR, we went to Lavomatic ( it was their reopening night, but we were unaware of that!
I had the shrimp and crawfish pasta (YUMMY!) and R had the duck sandwich.  I now know that I am not a fan of duck.  I also had a tasty beer, Smutty nose, an IPA.  Very hoppy, and I dig that!
And, as Ohtucky is truly a small town, I ran into someone that I had worked for at Bockfest, so hopefully I’ll be pouring some beer at the Midpoint Music Festival September 27-29 (  Very cool that the stage in the newly renovated Washington Park, will be the main stage for Midpoint.  We drove past Washington Park last night and it looks fabulous!!  It sits in front of my favorite building in the city, Music Hall.

Washington Park
Music Hall
So now that you are up to date on my social life, we will chat a little bit about tattoos, since that is the objective of this blog.

Today is the first day of the 2012 Summer Olympics, in London.  I don’t watch a lot of TV, but I’ll probably try to catch some of it.

In honor of the 2012 Olympics, I bring to you the tale of Jerri Peterson, from our very own Atlanta, Georgia.  Jerri was nominated to participate in the torch-bearing brouhaha. To celebrate this, Jerri decided to get a tattoo.  I totally get that, had I been chosen to carry the torch, I might consider it myself.  So, as the story goes, Jerri went to a “very good" tattoo artist locally, got the tattoo and was happy.  So happy, that she emailed photos of it to friends.  Jerri was blissfully unaware that her tattoo was misspelled, until a friend pointed it out, after receiving the emailed photo.

Major bummer.

Jerri’s tattoo artist offered to correct it, but she turned him down, preferring to leave it as it was "It's the Oy-limpics - it's as unique as I am."
Good attitude, Jerri……
This is just another example of people (tattooists and tattooees) not utilizing spell-check, or Google or a dictionary….. sigh……Not everyone spells well.  R and I were discussing this last night, the English language is arbitrary, if one has a brain that only functions in black and white, spelling could be an issue.  It could also be an issue for those who "can't be bothered", an R quote, to spell correctly.  Tattoo artists, MUST be bothered to spell correctly.  If their brain doesn't work that way, they must implement tools that will assist them.  Again, as I've said before, half of the responsibility lies with the tattooee, after all, it's their skin and they are the ones that will be wearing this until death + 5 years.
 I, however, would be VERY unhappy with this tattoo….. I spell fairly well, so I doubt that this would happen to me.  If I ever decide to get any tattoo with script, you can bet your ass that I would double, hell, TRIPLE check the spelling.  TrippyBeth recommends that you all do the same!!
Have a wonderful weekend my friends!  If you want to join in my birthday debauchery, hit me up!!!
See you all back here on Monday!!


Vigilarius said...

Happy birthday from a complete stranger. :)

I'm far too wimpy to let a tattoo needle pierce my skin. I whine for an hour if I stub my toe; I can’t imagine what I’d do under the needle.

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TrippyBeth said...

Well, Vigilarius, I can't say that I'm not whimpy about some things... come at me with an IV needle and I'll nearly cry. However, I don't mind the pain from a tattoo at all. A lot of people enjoy the tattoo pain, I guess that's just part of having a tadiction.

Vigilarius said...

Funny thing is, I have no problem with IVs and syringes; I just look the other way when the nurse plunges the darn things into my arm. With tattoos, though, it's a pain that just keeps on going 'til the artist is done. I’d hate to embarrass myself by complaining through the whole process.

I have nothing at all against the idea of having tattoos, though; even have a design or two in mind if I ever get up the nerve. Both male and female friends of mine have ink, and they always laugh at my needle-inspired trepidation.

By the way, thanks for creating such an interesting blog; your life certainly is full of adventure. Oh, and “tadiction” is a great word. ;)

TrippyBeth said...

I'm glad you enjoy the blog, I think I sound more interesting in print than I really am.
Funny thing about the tattoo/iv thing..... i'm a nurse, sticking someone comes easy to me.... but I nearly pass out every time I have to be stuck! I think that some previous bad experiences may be to blame, or I could possibly be a weenie.... IV Flu?? Maybe....
I can sit pretty well for a tattoo, the foot definitely pushed my limits, but I survived and am so happy that I did!!
I doubt that you'd complain through the entire process, of course pain is about perception and learned behaviors for coping. And you would know yourself best.... I would never try to encourage someone who was unsure to get a tattoo...... but if you want one, let's look at some portfolios!! Hell I'll even tag along!!

Vigilarius said...

I'm fortunate to have veins quite easily found by nurses; one quick jab and they've struck gold. The thing I just can't do is to see my blood being drawn, though; always have to close my eyes.

TrippyBeth said...

Being fair and freckly, it never works that well for me.... sigh, but it is the cross i must bear...