Friday, July 29, 2005

Who Wants to See a Dragon Tatooed On a Wrinkled Arm?

Ok, I'll admit that I am older than many of the bloggers on blogspot. On a survey I must check the box that says 45 - 55 years. So, I don't understand the need to prick one's skin with needles and inject colored dye under one's skin. Do these people understand that tatoos are permanent? Piercings can grow back but tatoos only wrinkle up. What is the allure of tatoos? Do these people understand that when they develop dementia and are lying in that hospital bed in a local nursing home that the workers will be laughing at them and the wrinkly tatoos? I have been told that tatoos are painfull, so why do it?


At 10:12 PM, Blogger Rushton said...

Piercing body parts other than earlobes has always facinated me. Not allured, just facinated. One day, I think I'll be hip and have a tattoo of a hole done on my belly button so it will look like I've just left the ring out. I'll kill 2 coolness birds with one stone that way; tattoos and piercing and pain only once.
Scott would like an ear pierced for going around the Horn. That would be an accomplishment. Aaron would like to have a bunch of grapes tattoo'd somewhere so when he is old and wrinkled they are a bunch of raisins.

At 4:00 AM, Blogger Kelsey said...

Thanks for commenting me back!
(thought I'd keep up with the trend.)
I love tattoos, but I wouldn't get one just to have one. Mine would have special meaning (who cares if anyone else gets it?)... for example, I've already had three surguries on my right ear (probably have to have at least one more) my hypothetical tattoo would be something that helped me get over the pain (with some more of a different sort)and the memories that went along with it. Sort of a trophy for enduring all of that. 15 out of my 17 years have been plagued with the problem of my ear (drum) and I'll have to live with the end results forever... just like a tattoo.
(Now that I've wrote a book...)
Good point though... darn you nursing home workers! ;)

At 6:47 PM, Blogger Kelsey said...

I did, in fact, have three tympanotplasties... the third used cartilage instead of tissue. The first two were fine but eventually failed, small pin head size holes appearing in each. The cartilage has been fine so far, but it is much thicker than any tissue so the hearing will never be perfect. (Even if it was with tissue, it wouldn't be perfect.)

I've no problem answering questions about the whole thing because I've had to live with it for so long. Imagine being in the first grade and having to explain everything to other kids. So any questions are welcome. Like how it happened, haha.

My aunt is a speech pathologist too!
Thought that was worth mentioning. :)

Take care!

At 7:20 PM, Blogger Lew Scannon said...

Back when I was married, one Saturday, my wife told she was going shopping after work and would be late coming home. This was around the time she began sleeping around on me. Three days later, I found she had gotten a tattoo. She showed the kids and told them not to tell me (what a wondeful message she was sending "It's okay to keep secrets from Dad")and only told me because she had to get it reinked as the original ink bled under her skin.
My dad had tattoos that he got in the marines in 1948 to commemmerate his years and China, but by the time I was born they had already began to fade. My brother has a saying about tattoos"If I wanted to say something real bad, I'd put it on a t-shirt, that way when I get tired of saying it, I can use the shirt to wax my car."
Tattoos used to be the sign of a rebel, but if everyone's doing it, how rebellious is that?


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