Gettin Ink Part I

I just got back from The Edge. Now that I'm done with my third tattoo, I think it's okay for me to refer to the process as "getting ink" (much like it's only okay for people who fought there to call it "Nam").

It's a medium-sized Star of David on the outside of my left upper arm. And yes, I do already know about the whole Jewish cemetary thing. Two points about that: 1) the train left the station a couple of years ago; 2) I really don't see why I should care (or how I could care) about what happens to my body after I'm gone. I quite agree with Heraclitus about the uselessness of corpses, and regarded veneration of remains as idolatrous and decidedly creepy.

Part II is on Sunday, when I'll be getting a fairly sizable tattoo on my back. If anyone is interested in getting ink (that's "getting a tattoo" to you people), make an appointment with Sebastian at The Edge (203-777-8288). You won't be disappointed.