The Great Day That Went Astray

I forgot my password so I couldn't blog for a bit.

Anyway, E & I decided to go and get new tattoos and then go to the Warped Tour to see Bad Religion and NOFX. After several passive aggressive attempts, I was unable to get tickets for free and had to pay for them. Not something I like to do. I was spoiled for so many years with the free tix, I no longer like to pay for them. I texted an old friend to find out exactly what time the bands were going on as I had no desire to be there all day.

So E & I go to the greatest tattoo place, Sea Tramp Tattoo. E gets this amazing flower with skulls inside. It looks sooo good. I decided to get the words, "Fight On," in memoriam of my father who loved USC. I couldn't decide where to get it. First I thought along the side of my torso, then I thought maybe my back, but I finally chose the top of my arm almost at my shoulder. Needless to say, I look like I just got out of prison and am ready to rejoin my gang. I HATE it!!! It got infected. I am not sure why as I know how to care for it. It was red and puffy and angry. It has healed now but looks all wrinkly and some of the color has come off. I need to get something added so I look less gangster. I don't wear sleeveless shirts because of my teacher arms so the only person who really sees it is W and of course every morning, he says, "When did you get out of prison?" Ha Ha

So after our tattoos, we headed out to the county fairground to see Warped. I paid, hoping no one would notice me paying because, of course, it's all about me. It was extremely hot and extremely dusty. I don't do heat or dirt so I was not a happy camper. I felt my makeup sliding off and the sweat dripping down my back. Bad Religion went on right when we got there. Thanks J for giving me the correct times. After about two songs, I was ready to go. No backstage passes, no VIP section, a bunch of sweaty young kids...need I say more. We stayed to see NOFX. Maybe I am just too old, but both bands played only a half hour set and each was a half hour too long. I was bored to tears after the first couple of songs and could not wait to leave.

So I paid $80 bucks for a prison tattoo and $30 bucks to see two bands for an hour. Lesson learned. It's not going to happen again.