-
Tattoooo!
I’m currently sitting in Lucky 13, a tattoo (and piercing) place up in Mooresville. Where I just finished getting my first tattoo, a live oak tree, complete with Spanish moss. Here it is in the final stretch of shading:
-
Beach, With (Body) Mods
We took our second trip to Pawleys Island on our anniversary weekend. Notice the lack of links to that first trip? That’s because 1) I didn’t take my camera, and 2) I was hiding from the world after my wedding. I forgot the good camera again this time, although given the way sand managed to insinuate itself everywhere, I’d’ve been afraid to unseal the carrying bag. After roasting wonderfully on the beach, we spent time wandering around Brookgreen Gardens–again, our second visit. Last year, I was much more acutely into gardening (living in my last apartment wasn’t encouraging, but my garlic and my green onion lived on until this summer).…
-
Rawr, I’m a Warrior
I don’t really feel like a warrior. I mostly just feel a little beat up. The Warrior Dash was terrible. It hurt, it was embarrassing, it was gross, it was filthy, and it was wet. I think this is where I’m supposed to swoon and say I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Screw that. Maybe in a year, once I’ve properly trained up and can do 25 weighted pull ups with only my bad arm, but going in after a month of not training was 10 kinds of shenanigans. I flipped the hell out on the first obstacle. Seriously. A measly balance beam took me minutes to cross. I…
-
1.628 mm
That’s the diameter of a 14 gauge ear piercing. That’s what I’m wearing now.
-
The Bike Doctor
I’ll write on the new job soon, I promise. I’m in week 3 of it, and suffice it to say that I love it so far. More, however, on the bike. I got her (Rebecca, formerly [briefly and grumpily] Jezebel) all dusted off, oiled up, chain replaced, light batteries replaced, tires pumped, and ready to roll a couple of weeks ago. Deana and I went out for a nice little 5 mile ride around my area of town–on streets! Where cars are! Bright orange helmet, a stop for a picnic with Greg (he drove), and no traffic incidents other than a stopped ambulance to avoid. A good ride. She rode…