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boo.
The tattoo man said there's no way I can do what I wanted to do with the Herbert poem - he can't (well, he won't) do lettering that small, and at the smallest he's willing to do lettering (so it will stay readable when it begins to blur as tattoos do) it won't fit in the kind of area I'm talking about. In addition to which the concept of getting the end of the last line to appear before the beginning of the first line just wouldn't work; I'm not entirely convinced we understood each other on that point, but it doesn't matter, because he won't do lettering below about 20-pt and twelve lines of that won't fit in the space I want to fit it in. I'm not interested in going higher up my leg, or in using my thigh, hip, or back. So: until and unless I can prove to him that the text I want will fit in a size he's prepared to do in the space I want it in, no tattoo for me.
This was disappointing. But then I went and bought a ton of throw pillows for the new living room stuff, so that was all right.
:-P
Also, attention radio news readers and other presenters: I would like to call an immediate halt to the following pronunciation, ah, choices y'all seem to be making: -een for -ing; -dee for -day; and, mysteriously, Shannondoah for Shenandoah, Mr. Weather Man. Feh.
This was disappointing. But then I went and bought a ton of throw pillows for the new living room stuff, so that was all right.
:-P
Also, attention radio news readers and other presenters: I would like to call an immediate halt to the following pronunciation, ah, choices y'all seem to be making: -een for -ing; -dee for -day; and, mysteriously, Shannondoah for Shenandoah, Mr. Weather Man. Feh.

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