The Tattoo Archive

The Fuzz was recently privileged to visit the Tattoo Archive in Winston-Salem.

This time as an observer!
This was much less painful.

Here's a look at a bit of the actual Archive itself.

These two might be here for more than the "Archives" themselves.

In that case they'll be headed here.
As was already mentioned, The Fuzz was just going to sit this one out.
That saved him the embarrassment of passing out.
(This seems to be a re-occurring problem for The Macho Fuzz)
But the ladies seem to do fine!

While they were occupied he slipped off for a cold one at the nearby Foot Hills Brewery.
He thought he was keeping up with the time, but suddenly realized that he was about 5min late on the parking meter.
And that was all it took.
When he went out to feed the meter-

Some guy was already writing the ticket.
He must have been waiting for the time to run out.

Oh well...
Some days are just like that. 

Music, Literature, Cats and Pain

Well, it was a good thing how all that "Pianoforte" stuff worked out. It is a little known fact that that Macho Garbageman, The Fuzz, is a Jane Austen fan, which may explain the use of that archaic terminology.

But to move on from there, I thought we could start with another Cute Kitten Picture. These three seem to be rather fond of this crate and each other.


But there is more going on around here than cat stuff.








The Uninitiated may wonder what this mysterious apparatus in the hands of this sinister figure is. A close reading of the tee shirt may give a clue. Or perhaps the bit of exposed arm.

The Fuzz and His Sweetie were at it again supporting the local art community even at the cost of some pain to themselves. I suppose there are some who do not appreciate this form of art, perhaps considering it "vulgar". But that's their opinion, and not that of ourselves.

Here is a look of that mysterious device in action. The picture doesn't really give the full effect without the Buzz and the Pain.

The Fuzz's Sweetie is tough, she can take it pretty well. The Fuzz, on the other hand, has a tendency to pass out. I think his wanting to watch may have something to do with this. But there may be more to it, since both his sons have experienced a similar phenomenon.

Be that as it may, keep watching this blog for a look at the final results. And remember, if you start to feel "Light Headed", lay down, raise the feet and maybe have a cold drink.



And as always, you can find The Fuzz's Half Baked Economic ideas at http://fuzzypol.blogspot.com/. This Blog deals with reality.

Tattoos for Wimps

The Fuzz's Sweetie has been practicing the art of Henna Tattoo lately. But she was running out of places to practice. So The Fuzz volunteered. But most of the designs were kinda "Girlie" for such a macho guy. While not permanent, one has to live with this sort of thing for a while. So he got out a book of Japanese designs and found this little feller.
He's kinda cute, but not too cute. So he laid his self down in a comfortable spot and she went to work. She thought it needed a little something extra, so added the border around him. This sort of "Tattoo" has the advantage of being painless which is no small consideration.

Pretty Cool.

The Return of Lydia (Rated "R")

Oh Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?
Lydia The Tattooed Lady.
She has eyes that folks adore so,
and a torso even more so.



Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Queen of Tattoo.
On her back is The Battle of Waterloo.
Beside it, The Wreck of the Hesperus too.
And proudly above waves the red, white, and blue.
You can learn a lot from Lydia!

La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.

When her robe is unfurled she will show you the world,
if you step up and tell her where.
For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree,
or Washington crossing The Delaware.

La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.

Oh Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?
Lydia The Tattooed Lady.
When her muscles start relaxin',
up the hill comes Andrew Jackson.
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Queen of them all.
For two bits she will do a mazurka in jazz,
with a view of Niagara that nobody has.
And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz.
You can learn a lot from Lydia!

La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.

Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso.
Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso.
Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon.
Here's Godiva, but with her pajamas on.

La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.

Here is Grover Whelan unveilin' The Trilon.
Over on the west coast we have Treasure Isle-on.
Here's Nijinsky a-doin' the rhumba.
Here's her social security numba.

La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.

Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Champ of them all.
She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet.
The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat.
And now the old boy's in command of the fleet,
for he went and married Lydia!


Well, I promised to keep you up to date on this Sordid Affair, so here are the latest additions. Some Color has been added and it's been given a bit of (Oriental) Character.
This is getting Kinda exciting. The Fuzz is thinking about another one himself. He like to passed out the first time, but things went better with the next. He's still got lots of room for more. Well, we'll see..................

Mail, Car Dealers, and "R" Ratings

Well, our collection of Cat Poetry continues to grow. Thanks to all these Gifted Poets.
In other affairs, The Fuzz got mail the other day. It wasn't a check though. It came from a local Car Dealer. This was his wonderful opportunity for a free automobile, or maybe some other great prize. Did his scratch-off number match the special number on this card ? He was not surprised to find that this was indeed the case.
As he read further, he was promised for sure, that he was in fact a winner. Then he noticed the little " * " there. On further examination of the tiny print, he found that this was actually subject to a match up of another number, only to be found at said Car Dealer.
But he thought, "What the hell, the dealer is in town, and I'll be out anyway". And so, after picking up Young Daughter from the School House, they headed over to collect his winnings.
After an extensive sales talk from "Mohamed", which The Fuzz was somehow able to resist, they found alas, no car, no 4 wheeler, nor $100 bill. But wonder of wonders, he had in fact won a $1,000 Shopping Spree. Young Daughter was thrilled. The Fuzz remained skeptical. He was given a Gift Certificate to go online and order $1,000 worth of Wonderful Merchandise at no cost to him except "Shipping and Handling".
His skepticism it seems was justified. When the Skeptical Fuzz did, in fact, go online, he found a limited selection of unimpressive stuff. And of course the "Shipping and Handling fees seemed a bit steep.
And so now he has a $1,000 Gift Certificate sitting here in front of him that he has no desire to use.

And now for the Scandal.

Yes this is the Topless Post.

The Fuzz wants to take this opportunity to show this Shiny New Tattoo in progress.

To respect her privacy, the woman involved will remain anonymous, but we will keep y'all posted as things progress.

And so, The Fuzz wishes everyone a Wonderful Weekend.