Drunken Pumpkin

I’ve been at the dentist a lot lately. Truly, one of the world’s least pleasurable events involves strangers putting their hands in your mouth. The best part is that they make you pay for them to do it.

I also got a new tattoo over the weekend. Odd that I also sat in a dentist’s chair to do so. Really, most tattoo studios I’ve been in seem to be made up of decomissioned dental equipment, right down to the machines in some instances.

For those of you looking in to getting a tattoo that always ask the silly question of “does it hurt?” Most people lie about their tattoos. Think about it, a needle (actually a row of needles in most cases) is diving in and out of your flesh at 60 times a second (in the U.S. your country may be different.) Yes, it hurts. But that pain isn’t really the problem. The next few days/weeks are the part that really suck. Mainly because if you mess up your aftercare you have an expensive, painful, ugly thing on your body. And that’s a drag. Most of the pain in the following days comes from the fact that a row of needle running in and out of your body at 60 times a second causes a friction burn, as well as the trauma of the penetration.

So, if you’re thinking of getting a tattoo, ignore the pain of the actual application. It stings, but not that bad. Concentrate on walking around with a second degree burn on your person that you paid someone to put there.

Tune in next time when I whine about not having the internet at home.