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Goodbye from Betty
Thanks for all the well-wishes and encouragement to start posting again, you guys! I am feeling much, much better! I had pneumonia last week, and I about went crazy from having to stay home in bed. I’m not very good at staying still.
In reference to the posting that I’m on hiatus, I’ve had an opportunity arise that is going to alter my public life greatly from here on out. My dayside copyediting position was one of the seven eliminated within our company.
No, I wasn’t sold down the river. I’m not angry or upset. Our industry is facing certain challenges right now, our economy is in the pits and layoffs are just part of reality for many people right now - certainly not just me or my affected co-workers. And I know that the Trib’s management has been doing everything it can to cushion the blows to our newsroom.
Wendy posted on her blog about how upsetting these layoffs are for those in the newsroom, because - as she put it - we’re a family. I’ve never had a job that felt so little like a JOB. It’s been a fantastic ride. So many days I thought, “Wow. I’m living a fantasy.” And I work with an amazing group of giving, talented people.
When I graduated college I was afraid to start a “real” job. I thought I would get bored or life would become too routine. Nothing could have been further from the truth these past five years. I can’t imagine a more brain-stimulating atmosphere. And I certainly can’t say I’ve been bored.
So, now my fantasy job is coming to a close. However, that doesn’t mean that I won’t still have an exciting future. In a way, this is a nudge that I wouldn’t have given myself, an opportunity to go do new things and gain new experiences. I’d like to try working with the public more.
The downside to this is that I need to start keeping my private life, well, private. I’ve loved sharing my experiences over the past year, and I’ve been fortunate to have a job in which this was possible and, in fact, encouraged. However, at this point, I feel the most mature decision for me is to quit blogging and focus on the new challenges I face.
I’ll still be ME. I’m hoping to get an old truck in the near future and fix it up. I’ll still get tattoos and piercings and go to concerts with my friends. (My piercings and tats just won’t be VISIBLE or up for discussion in the workplace.) I have to say my saddest moment was when I took out my nose ring Monday morning. But I got a navel piercing this weekend to make up for it!
Remember, adversity brings out true character. For others going through layoffs and hard times, it will be OK. We will all get through it. I know God has always taken care of me, and I have no doubt that he’ll continue to do so.
I know when people think of me I want them to say, “Hey, that girl’s a survivor. She makes the best of things.”
So, here’s to a wide open future.
Thanks for everything!
Black Sheep Betty (Jodi)
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Betty’s feeling better
Black Sheep Betty is over her case of pneumonia, but the blog is on hiatus for now.
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Get well soon, Betty!
Black Sheep Betty is out with a case of pneumonia. We wish her a speedy recovery and hope she’s back blogging soon.
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Flatland BMX - check this out
Me play X-games? Ha! I can’t hardly keep a dirtbike or bicycle upright, much less do tricks or win races. The last time I tried to ride my son’s JR-50 I about ran into a barbed wire fence.
Maybe that’s why I’m such a fascinated spectator - because I have all the grace of a bull in a china closet. One of my guy friends is really into BMX. I was watching a video with him recently, and it had a section on flatland BMX. Okay, I love watching skaters and BMXers on ramps. But take away the ramps, and the BMXers still have quite an art form going on.
It’s graceful, technical and requires a lot of skill and strength. And some of these guys aren’t little. That doesn’t make this sport any easier.
Anyway, check out the video I found on YouTube that shows some flatland BMXers. It’s worth watching.
Flatland BMX video compilation:
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Thongs up, or thongs down?
Part of my job here at the Trib involves placing and editing the Dear Abby columns. Sometimes, they’re rather entertaining.
There were two Dear Abby columns that ran yesterday and the day before in our paper about an interesting, if somewhat off-color, topic: whether or not women should wear thong underwear. Is it sinful? Provocative? Just too darn uncomfortable?
I have started asking everyone (with some tasteful exceptions) what they think thong underwear says about a woman. What do granny panties say? Bikini underwear? G-strings?
I’d like to conduct my own informal poll: How many of you guys out there think that the type of underwear a woman wears defines her in some way? Is it kind of like the whole tramp stamp thing? If a woman has one, she must be easy?
Or as one woman responded in Wednesday’s DEAR ABBY, “It is possible for a girl who wears ‘granny panties’ to still sleep around.”
I certainly don’t have a preconceived idea about a guy over whether or not he wears boxers or briefs. But, hey, I’m a girl, so the inner-workings of male minds elude me - Thank God!
My favorite response was in Thursday’s column. Robert in Mountain Lakes, N.J. said, “Thongs up or down? Up, they’re uncomfortable — I twist my neck and strain my eyes — but I have to say I really love them down.” — Ah, finally, an honest man.
Sisqo & Foxy Brown - “The Thong Song (Rmx)”
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Drowning in relationship books … Can’t Breath!
What is it with divorce and the inevitable flow of “relationship” books that follow. I’m seriously about to take a big bag full of these things to the nearest used bookstore. And I feel guilty for doing that, because someone else might read them. Now I’ve contributed to the sickness.
I’ve said many times that what’s important in any relationship is being honest. Has it worked so great for me? Not yet. But at least I can sleep in peace at night, knowing I haven’t misled anyone or played games with someone’s heart. And as I’ve recently stated, being single certainly has its benefits.
I got “Falling in Love for All the Right Reasons” for Christmas. It’s the guy from E-Harmony’s book. It’s premise is that you need to have EVERYTHING in common with the person you spend forever with. That this is the only way to have lasting happiness. (Bull!) I totally disagree. While it is good to have certain interests and similar morals, there can be too much of a good thing. And when it comes down to making a relationship or marriage work, it’s about compromise, trust and commitment. Commitment being the closer.
Compromise and trust went out the window in my past marriage very quickly. Commitment is what kept it together for ten years. What made it fail? Well, that’s noneya beeswax. (>:
Then there’s the book all these women are raving about called “Why Men Marry Bi*es.” I scoped it out and was pretty disgusted. It was all about games. If he calls, make sure you don’t always answer. Don’t be too nice. Men only want independent, strong women who let them know they aren’t needed. Then they’ll put that ring on your finger.
Well, excuse me, but if you’re independent and strong, great for you! ( I like to think that describes me.) But if you aren’t, pretending to be in order to shackle some guy into marriage isn’t going to help anyone. You’re living a lie, and it’s bound to come back to bite you in the butt.
So, what’s the answer? Well, for one, what’s wrong with not being married? I’m not saying that I would never go there again, but why work for it? Ugh! I don’t EVER want to sit in divorce court again. That was ZERO fun and very humbling. And if you do want to be in a relationship, it should NEVER be based on games. Playing games is dishonest. I refuse to do it - even if it’s to my own disadvantage. Being true to myself and my morals is more important than winning some invisible game.
What’s really winning is being the very best YOU that you can be. It is truly better to be hated for who you ARE than loved for who you are NOT.
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Creeps that make you go hmmm…
As I was walking into Hot Topic the other day, manager Eddie stopped me and said, “Jodi, I’ve got just the shirt for you. We just got it in!” He took me over to a clothes rack and their it was: Purple T-shirt emblazoned with “I LOVE CREEPS.”
Sheesh. What does that say about a person, when a salesclerk associates you with “I LOVE CREEPS”? That can’t be good. Seriously.
So, a guy friend of mine, upon hearing this story, asked, “Well, you didn’t buy it did you?” The answer: Of course I did. I have to be at least among the first to laugh at myself. Laugh or cry. I sure as heck laugh a lot! HAHAHAHAHAHA.
You guys have to check out the clip below to hear what a real creep sounds like. Thank God I haven’t encountered this scenario. — And just so you guys know, not ALL the guys I date are creeps. There have been a couple of exceptions. (>:
Click here to listen to one of the most obnoxious guys ever. Unbelievable!
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Under eye piercings - What do ya think?
When I was at the tattoo show a couple of weekends ago, I noticed that some of the girls had piercings high up on their cheekbones, right under their eyes. I really liked them. I’m not saying I’m going to go out and get one - at least not yet - but I definately want to do some research on them. I’ve heard they really aren’t that painful, although they certainly look like they are.
The piercing I’m referring to is shown in the above picture as a star (Click on picture to enlarge). The name for this type of jewelry is a microdermal anchor.
According to wiki.bmezine.com, A microdermal or surface anchor has evolved from the techniques used in pocketing, dermal anchoring and transdermal implants. “The idea is to give the aesthetic look of a transdermal implant but with the simplicity and safety of a piercing” (Brian Decker - Pure Body Arts). The simplest way to describe the jewelery is that of a miniaturised transdermal implant, i.e. a flat plate which sits beneath the skin with a single exit for a barbell post giving the visual effect of jewellery (a bead, spike, etc.) that appears to be screwed right into the body.
What about getting it removed? Well, I found a video of a microdermal anchor being removed after a couple of days. It might be a tad difficult to watch … I’m really not sure what the procedure is like after a good amount of time goes by, which is one of the reasons I’m not rushing off to get one. (WARNING - the customer says a couple of bad words - nothing too over the top).
Lifestyles reporter Terri Jo Ryan is collecting suggestions from readers (no later than Friday, Jan. 30) on “cheap but romantic” Valentine’s dates, and would appreciate your stories and advice. Please contact her at 757-5746 or via e-mail at tjryan@wacotrib.com.
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Sugar skull tattoos
Sugar skulls are associated with the Day of the Dead (Dia de los Muertos), a holiday celebrated mainly in Mexico, but also by some here in the U.S. and in Canada. On Nov. 1 and 2nd, family and friends gather and pray for the deceased. As part of the celebration, sugar skulls are offered to the dead (although they usually get gobbled up by the living.)
I’ve been fascinated with sugar skulls for some time now. And I’ve decided to get a tattoo of one this week! Yes, I’m going to do it. Josh at Tip Top Tattoo is taking care of it for me, and I’m very excited. His work is excellent. Crisp bold lines and bright colors. I can’t wait! My appointment is tomorrow evening.
I like these skulls because they don’t look gothic to me. They have an almost cartoonish feel to them. And I’m going to get a feminine one. I’m probably going to be impossible to be around until I get it done - I’m just that excited.
Below is an example of what I have in mind:
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Rule Number One!
As we get older we lose our innocence. The more we say, “That’s not fair,” the more we lose some of the shine in our eyes. The rose-colored glasses slowly fade to a dingy gray. We realize our parents aren’t perfect. Maybe our religion led us to believe that if we lived our lives a certain way, things would turn out sunshine and roses for us; but, the reality was more like clouds and weeds.
I have my father to thank for that particular lose of innocence not being an issue in my life. Whenever I would complain about getting the short end of the stick, my dad would stop me and ask, “Jodi, what is Rule Number One?” I would groan and say, “The world was never meant to be fair.” After repeating this consistently, I began to believe it.
The world’s a bad place, and things just aren’t fair. End of story. Not a pretty reality, but it’s the truth. And sometimes we even benefit from this equation. I walked away from a terrible accident a few months ago with nothing more than a wound that turned into a scar on my face and a couple of broken ribs. People have died or lost limbs from much less than flipping end over end three times on the interstate like I did.
So, I’m waxing a little philosophical today. But really I hope this will help just one person struggling through the unfairness life tosses our way who is seeking explanations. Because, really, sometimes there just aren’t explanations.
REFER TO RULE NUMBER ONE: “THE WORLD WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE FAIR.”
And I believe we will understand it all by and by. The song I’m sharing today is my absolute favorite Gospel song.
Johnny Cash: “Farther along”
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Too proud to be Texan? No such thing.
I was out with some new girlfriends last weekend, and they made the mistake of introducing politics to our conversation. Needless to say, their politics were NOT the same as mine. I try not to delve into politics too much on my blog in order not to alienate readers. But I can’t let this particular issue go - and really it’s bipartisan anyway.
Out of all the topics we disagreed upon, the statement that floored me the most was, “That’s the problem with Texas. Texans think they’re better than everyone else, and Texas’ economy is one of the worst.”
What? I couldn’t stay quiet. My immediate response was, “We are better.” And then, “What? We have one of the best economies right now. We have businesses coming to Texas because we’re flourishing. People move here from California because they can experience a better quality of life for less money.”
I’m a sixth-generation Texan. No matter where I may live in the future Texas will always be home. Most native Texans (and many transplants) do have immense pride in their state, but I don’t believe it’s a downfall. It’s part of who we are. Remove the ego, remove our identity.
I lived in Phoenix, Arizona for 6 months when I was 19. It’s amazing how much being a Texan was just part of who I was. I sure as heck couldn’t hide my accent (Why would I?). I was proud to be indentified with my state. I went out of my way to let people know where I was from.
Our pride shouldn’t blind us to our faults, but it can help us rise above them. Who can hear the stories of the Alamo and Goliad and not brim over with pride that we live in this great state? We were our own country once. That’s pretty awesome. We’re the only state who has a legal right to secede (not that I’d suggest it - We tried that once and it didn’t work so well).
A recent example I can think of is the Texas Ranger statue debate. Many Wacoans balked at the idea of a huge statue of a ranger holding a gun looming over our interstate. And they were right that it would be gaudy. But I was all for it. Maybe I’m not as sophisticated as the next person, but the bigger the better. I loved the idea. I couldn’t think of a better way to say, “Don’t mess with Texas.”
Also, while Bud Light is my favorite flavored beer of choice, I like a good bottle of Lonestar every now and then, too. Not only does it also taste good, but that Lonestar label also just makes me feel special. Lol.
So, I embrace my Texas pride and encourage you guys to do so, too.
As Davy Crockett said, “You may all go to hell, and I will go to Texas.”
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Being single rocks!
Wow. Just a couple of weeks ago I was wallowing in the break-up blues. Today, I have reached a new place of contentment. It’s amazing how resilient the human spirit can be. One day it feels like dirt is closing over your head; the next day, under the same circumstances, you’re basking in sunshine. Hormones? I prefer to think a new day, a new perspective.
My life is actually pretty dang awesome. I have two beautiful little boys who love to show me affection and cuddle up next to me. Now, that’s real love. … Then there’s the alone time I have when they’re with their dad. Time for ME! That’s also a gift. Time to go out, to do Tae Bo (I LOVE Tae Bo!), time to read my latest vampire novel. … I honestly don’t know what I’ve been so whiney about. Add to that the joy I have in coming to work and doing a job that I love.
I got so used to being in a relationship that I thought that was the only way to really have a full life. Wow. So untrue. I am having a blast going out with my girl and guy friends. I love my freedom. I don’t have to answer to anyone and I have my own space. And I don’t have to share the remote! Ha!
I must say life is pretty darn good. Sometimes, we just need to alter our perspective. Tonight I don’t have my babies. I’m actually thinking about salad, Tae Bo, a bath and a good novel - in that order. Hmmmm. I could get used to this. Scary, huh?
Tae Bo basics (Yes, I’m laughing at myself.):
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Chick chest tattoos. Dig ‘em or hate ‘em?
I went to Big Daddy’s last week and made a new friend, a bartender there named Tracy. She recognized my look right off. She said, “You’ve got the rockabilly look going on.” LOL. It was an instant something in common. I’ve yet to find her on MySpace so we can hang out, but it’s just a matter of me getting some downtime to do so.
I have to say Tracy pulls off the look better than me, mainly because she has a gorgeous chest tattoo. I have been wanting a chest piece for about two years now. After the tattoo convention I just went to, it’s even worse. I want. I want. I want.
But there’s that small bit of professionalism and commitment phobia holding me back. So far, the tattoos I have are fairly easy to cover up. The arm tattoo has been a bit more of a challenge, but three-quarter sleeves will do the trick. A chest piece would limit what I could wear in certain situations that much more.
But, oh, how I want one. Dang responsibility and maturity. Ugh! What do you guys think. Live smart or on the edge? Do you guys even find chest tattoos attractive?
I’m posting a few examples of some tattoo art I googled and like. I’d love to do something with the death skull. So many possibilities…
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It’s none of your business…
I’ve seen a bit of the Waco bar scene over the past few months, and one thing I’ve found is it’s a relatively small circle of people who circulate amongst them. And everybody seems to know everybody else’s business. I never realized how bad this was until my last relationship. I started getting cryptic messages from anonymous bar hoppers on MySpace concerned about who I was seeing and what I was doing with whom. Then I started getting odd text messages. Then I started getting pulled to the side by random people in bars I walked into. It honestly got a little creepy.
I put a lot of my personal business out there for everyone. I’m not shy, and if I’m ashamed of something I have no problem outting myself. But the bar gossip is seriously out of control. I’m wondering if other Wacoans have experienced this. Crazy, man…. Just crazy….
Salt N Peppa: “None of Your Business” (Muggs Metal Mix) WARNING: SOME OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE
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Tattoos and Disturbed. Heck yeah!
The Star of Texas Tattoo Art Revival Tattoo show was a blast this year. It was my first year to go without my ex-husband, which was a little alien, but also pretty darn liberating. I met Fat Cat’s widow and daughter, Dominique, there, and we had a really nice time catching up and hanging out.
Fat Cat’s daughter entered a piece by Zac, owner of Southern Culture Kustom Tattoos here in Waco. The tattoo is actually a portrait tattoo of Fat Cat, and it’s very well-done. This was Dominique’s first time to enter this piece in a contest, and a lot of emotion was involved.
Those among the younger generation - or who aren’t from this area - may not remember Fat Cat, but he really was a legend around here and in the tattoo world. He also apprenticed my ex-husband, Spider. Fat Cat was larger than life, and belonged among the “originals”.
Unfortunately, the piece didn’t place. This says nothing about the quality of the tattoo; it’s beautiful and has so much meaning behind it. However, all judging involves politics, and there weren’t enough categories. There was also a lot of cross-entry: Some people entered their portrait pieces in black&grey, as well as portrait categories.
Needless to say we were very disappointed, but I was so proud of Dominique for showing off Zac’s work and displaying pride in her Daddy.
I took the newsroom’s Flip cam to the show with me and got shots of some of the spectacular art and combined it in a video.
Check it out!
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Watch out. I’m on my soapbox today.
Sheesh. If it wasn’t for bad luck with dating lately, I wouldn’t have any. I had decided to take a step back and just date casually, which is a good thing. However, even that isn’t working out so well.
So, right now I’m my own date I guess. I even went to Click’s by myself and ordered up a yummy strawberry daiquiri the other night. Then I proceeded to chill - by myself - and people watch. It wasn’t entirely satisfying, but at least there wasn’t any drama involved.
The last date I went on turned out to be a flop because I was informed by a bartender that my “date” had a serious girlfriend. I thought, “Well, that figures,” and called it a night. The next day I was told that the same guy also had a wife and 5 kids. What?!?!?
Then a friend of a friend told me this weekend that another guy I dated awhile back had a serious girlfriend at the same time he was dating me. What?!?! I didn’t know about that. I swear.
So, hmmm, I’m a little disillusioned. Do I have a sign on my forehead that says, “Please make me the other woman?”
If you’re a guy and you hit on me, don’t be surprised if my first question is, “Are you in an exclusive relationship?” I’m not trying to get serious about you. I just want it out there that I sure as heck asked! Ugh!
And there’s no need to lie if you’re dating other women - so long as they’re aware of that fact. Just make me aware of it, too. My favorite guy I’ve dated, who I am still friends with, was not in an exclusive relationship with me. And that was OK - because I knew we weren’t exclusive, and he knew we weren’t exclusive. But you shouldn’t lie to someone that they’re your one and only when they aren’t. That’s cruel and shady.
And don’t make me a party to hurting another woman. I was married for ten years. I know the heartache of worrying about what your man is doing and with whom. I’ve had my own foundations for such worries. And I sure as heck wouldn’t want to cause that hurt for someone else.
It honestly makes me want to just stay home … or sit and drink by myself.
And for all you guys who cheat, you’re creeps! And what goes around will surely come around - in spades. When it boils down to it, it’s all about respect. Respect others - and yourself - enough to be honest. Seriously.
Pantera: “Walk”
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‘Role Models’ - worth a buck
Role Models trailer:
When I was little my Daddy and I used to go the the Waco Square Six (now the discount theater by Tractor Supply) on our date nights. Back then it was one of the nicest theaters in town. We’d go eat at the Chinese Kitchen where we could watch the smoke steam off the steaks and veggies they were cooking. Then we’d go to the show (the last I remember was Who Framed Roger Rabbit?). Afterward, if I was real lucky, we’d stop at the cinnamon roll shop outside the theater for a warm, yummy treat. Those were some of the best moments of my life.
Yesterday, I was the tag-along to a movie at the the discount theater, and these old memories comforted me. I accompanied one of my closest friends and her boyfriend to see Role Models. I’d never even heard of this movie before, but she swore it was hilarious. Well, she was right. It has Seann William Scott (Stifler from the American Pie movies in it).
The movie is about a couple of guys stuck in a rut who end up in trouble with the law and have to be mentors for two kids, each with their unique quirks. Scott is as funny as he always is. However, there are some disturbing parts where the 10-year-old little boy cusses. That humor didn’t strike me as very amusing. But, if you shut that part out, the one-liners will have you doubled up laughing. It was great stress relief.
It’s still at the discount theater. I suggest going to see it if you want some cheap laughs. It’s certainly worth a buck. ($1.25 before 6 p.m. $1.75 after 6 p.m.). I actually think it’s worth more than that. I’ll be buying it when it comes out.
Quick review of Role Models:
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Headed to the Star of Texas!
Every year I attend the Star of Texas Tattoo Art Revival Tattoo show. It’s a great chance to catch up with people in the tattoo world who I don’t otherwise get to see.
I’m planning on attending Saturday. I just got the green light from my ex’s mom. She’s going to keep my babies for me. I’m so excited!
The biggest danger in me attending the show is that I see such fantastic art I start jonesin’ for more ink. I’m pretty broke, so that’s out of the question. Dang. Doubledang!
For a schedule of events, go here.
Here’s a commercial from last year’s show. Note: Dates are different this year.
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Giving away vampire secrets?
Anyone who’s seen Queen of the Damned (one of my all-time fave movies) knows that mischevious Vampire Lestat gets in trouble with the ancient vampires for giving away “vampire secrets.” So, I hope I don’t get in trouble for giving away girl beauty secrets. But, like Lestat, I just can’t resist. (>:
Compiled clip from Queen of the Damned (just for fun):
I have these fun hair clips I purchased from Hot Topic. Currently, I switch between blond and purple. They are hair extensions that just clip into your hair. Automatic highlights! I get so many compliments on my hair when I wear these. Some people think I change my hair color with dye every week. A little harmless shock factor!
Most people would probably be a little less obvious about it and discreetly say thank you when complimented. But not me. I got a laugh out of my coworkers on the copy desk the other day when I was complemented on my highlights and simply unclipped them, waved them in the air and said, “Check ‘em out! Aren’t they cool?” Haha. I got some great expressions!
I tend to wear my hair clips under the very top layer at the base of my roots to where the clips aren’t obvious and they look like highlights. I took the following pictures off the Hot Topic Web site and the models wear theirs a bit differently. The bottom picture shows bang extensions. I haven’t tried those. I like my bangs the way they are. And anything taken to the extreme can be bad. I’ve noticed that Hot Topic here in Waco even offers clip-in dreadlocks. Not so cool - at least not on me. Ewww……
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Little Red Riding Hood
When I was a little girl, one of my favorite songs was “Little Red Riding Hood” by Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs. My Daddy liked to listen to KLUV out of Fort Worth. I was delighted a few years ago when I heard the Flametrick Subs in Austin playing their own version. Then I came across another version by the Meteors that is equally awesome. So, today, I thought I’d have fun and share both the old version and the new one by the Meteors. I couldn’t find a clip of the Flametrick Version, but it’s good too.
“Little Red Riding Hood” - Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs
“Little Red Riding Hood” - The Meteors (live version)
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Me wear Ed Hardy? You betcha.
What’s the deal with Ed Hardy stuff blowing up lately?
I first noticed his tattoo flash merchandise about a year ago. In the past year, it’s popularity has done nothing but blossom. I was at the Richland Mall Saturday night, and it seemed to be everywhere. And, I have to admit, I like it - at least some of it. In fact, I’m going to start saving my money right now for a couple of things: sunglasses and shoes are at the top of my list.
I mentioned something about it to my ex-husband yesterday and he just groaned. Too popular. You won’t see him sporting that brand. I’m sure many of my Austinite friends are in agreement.
However, I just plain like it. So, I will rock it. Yes, I will. I like it, because it reminds me of the good ‘ol days in Fat Cat’s shop on Alexander when I was 18. I used to love to just sit in the shop amidst all the tattoo flash.
It also reminds me of good times spent with me ex with Zac, owner of Southern Culture. I’ve been friends with him through his opening of at least three different shops. And it’s always fun to see what he puts together. He has a real talent for it.
Unfortunately, Ed Hardy products are EXPENSIVE - at least for my meager journalist salary. A pair of underwear is $35 off his Web Site. Want a pair of jeans? Over $200. But, hey, sometimes, it’s worth it. (>:
So, who is Ed Hardy? According to the Wikiedia: An Iowan born in 1945, Don Hardy revived a childhood determination to become a tattoo artist and underwent a tattoo apprenticeship while simultaneously receiving a B.F.A. degree in printmaking at the San Francisco Art Institute in 1967. Tattooing professionally since then, he developed the fine art potential of the medium with emphasis on its Asian heritage. In 1973 he lived in Japan, studying with a traditional tattoo master he was introduced to by his primary mentor in the medium, Sailor Jerry Collins of Honolulu. He resumed these studies in Japan throughout the 1980s. Since 1974 he pioneered the emphasis on unique tattoo commissions at his San Francisco studio. In 1982 he and his wife, Francesca Passalacqua, formed Hardy Marks Publications and have written, edited and published over twenty-five books on alternative art. They moved their primary household to Honolulu in 1986, where Hardy resumed painting, drawing, and printmaking. He maintains the studio Tattoo City in San Francisco, with younger artists continuing to evolve and carry on his work format. Hardy’s primary focus is on creating and exhibiting works in more traditional mediums, including porcelain painting. He began developing this body of work in 2006 in a traditional Japanese setting. In addition to showing his own works, Hardy has curated a number of exhibitions for both galleries and nonprofit spaces and frequently lectures at museums and universities. His work has appeared in numerous periodicals, books, and films internationally. In 2004 “Ed Hardy”, a major fashion line featuring his artwork, was launched internationally. Today Hardy is retired from doing actual tattoos, but oversees and mentors the artists at his San Francisco studio, Tattoo City. Since the 1980s, he has concentrated heavily on non-tattoo based art forms, especially printmaking, drawing and painting
Shop online for Ed Hardy products here. I’ve also seen his products here in Waco at Dillard’s, The Buckle and Spencer’s. But I think the best variety of stuff is online.
Here are a few examples from edhardyshop.com:
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