After I posted stuff about my new tattoo over the weekend, one of the biggest things I was curious about was the reaction of my parents. On Tuesday, Father of Uncle Crappy emailed this:
Couple of afternoons ago, I was in the kitchen chopping celery for a meat loaf and Pat asked, “Guess what YOUR son has done now?”
After thinking of a few possibilities, she said it was a tattoo. Hmmmm.
I considered a few possibilities … A big U of M “M” with a screw going into it … the scores of the Wisconsin, Alabama and Oregon games … and my fave: a tank with the gun blazing with a pithy slogan like “Guts. Glory. Tanks.” or perhaps “Give War A Chance”.
Then she said it was a brick from Athens.
Perfect, I thought, a tribute to the ancient writer/philosophers like Plato and Socrates.
Then she said it was Athens, OHIO. Hmmmm.
Why not? You love Athens and OU. I think it is cool.
I came very close to getting a small USMC tat … one less person in line at the parlor at Oceanside and I probably would have one.
I’m anxious to see it (and you guys!)
And now I’m thinking about a tattoo of Plato. Hmmmm.