A Bit on Body Art

Some of you know that I like tattoos. I have only one, but I have plans to change that. I do want to mention that these changes will probably be after the calendar, but don't worry - there is always next year.

Some of you may also know that I'm a big fan of Batman and Nightwing (Look it up). My current tattoo is of the 1989 Batman logo on my right upper arm. I plan on getting it (or the 1992, there is a difference) on my chest (post pectoral growth), the Nightwing logo on my upper left arm, and a variation of the Nightwing logo on my back (complete upper back, possibly to upper arms).

My mother won't be happy. She wasn't happy about the one I have now, so I'm going into proactive mode trying to ease into it. You know, your can't upset your momma, and she is always right, so I'm going to be out of luck no matter what. Maybe I'll wear makeup on them? But when I go swimming at their house ... well I couldn't. This requires more thought.

What are your thoughts on tattoos?

Untitled Post About Real Talk

First off, this post has two sections today. The funny section and the serious section. Sorry, I'm bipolar (type 2), deal with it.

Part One
I won't lie, lately it's been rough. Sure I put on a good facade, but I'm a sensitive guy, always have been. In fact, I'm so sensitive, that my skin is sensitive too, and I have to buy all sorts of special hygiene products to handle said sensitive skin. I joke, I know it's not related, but still I am sensitive about my sensitive skin.

I've apparently went on a food bender recently and have gained an inordinate amount of body weight. I am actually at the heaviest weight I've ever been. A lot of it is stress weight, and I'm retaining water. As long as it isn't my fault, then that's the problem.  I have said many times "I'm going on a diet and this time I mean it" and all I would really do was this:

This time, I am more motivated to get the results I want, and to keep them. The up and down of the scale's readings will be no more. One motivational factor is my health. I have a ton of health issues, and I don't want to die just yet, so I have to bring down my weight and BMI. If, however, I can not get the weight off, I will be Santa, forever.

I will be documenting my progress, and I will be taking photos and videos of my progress, but I won't show you. Well, if you ask nicely I might. None of these photos will be going in the calendar though. Not one.

Part Two
Sorry, I mixed both parts together into one part. I don't regret it.

And now for something completely different

I like to post on Facebook. I like to post funny things, witty retorts and the like. Do I do it too much? A recent incident (if you can call it that) has got me thinking about it.  If I'm making fun of myself, why would that offend you? Now, if I were outright being rude to you - sure, be upset with me, I get it.  This inner-searching, as it were, has led me to the conclusion that silence is better than anything.

You see I'm one of those people who try to make lemonade, or something like that. Laughter is the best medicine (at least the best without a prescription) and I like to dish it out to as many people as often as I can. Sure this one comment about my humor upset me, and sure I'm blowing it out of proportion, but they are my feelings and I can use them how I see fit.

I am in such a contemplative state about this that I've even been thinking about deleting a lot of my funny comments, because maybe they offended someone else and they never let me know. So, for all those I have indadvertedly offended:

I'm Sorry.

Excuse me kind sir, why is Batman here?

We went to the Texas Renaissance Festival this past weekend. They are always fun, between the activities, shows and the people watching, my body is about to give out. To expand on the title of today's post, I shall first tell you that indeed, there were a great many people dressed in period attire (as my wife and three girls were), but others were ... not in appropriate attire.

I can forgive and even agree with things like the Tardis, Dr. Who, and other such time and space traveling characters (it's a bit of a stretch, much like Sheldon going as Spock), but I'm cool with that. I saw Batman. In full, poor quality attire. It wasn't a Medieval Batman, it was Batman from The Dark Knight. It was odd and I didn't get my phone out fast enough for a picture. Also, I learned there is no way to quickly reach into your pocket to pull out your camera and take a photo without looking like a pervert.

Of course, as always After seeing my fat face in the pictures I have become depressed about losing weight. So I guess I'll get back to it. I wish it wasn't so undelicious.