Vintage Dog Video - Queenie in Trouble
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Feburary 29th - March 2nd 2008
13th Annual Motor City Tattoo Expo
Detroit Marriott Renaissance Center
Detroit, Michigan 48243

April 4-6, 2008
Gem City Tattoo Convention
Dayton Ohio

June 7th and 8th
2nd Augusta Tattoo Convention
Augusta GA

Aug 30th - Sept 1st, 2008
5th Annual Calgary Tattoo & Arts Festival
The Stampede Round Up Centre
Hotel: The Westin Downtown (403) 266-1611
Show Info: www.calgarytattoos.com
steve@calgarytattoos.com

I've holed myself up in a comfort inn the middle of mississippi with a bottle of booze and all the neccessities to paint and I refuse to leave this room until Ive done just that... however, Cooper has to poop on occassion so I stand corrected... 

Perhaps its just me, usually it is, but does there seem to be a lot more pansified men darting around lately. It's more prevalently seen on myspace. Blogs have become the form of male communication of tomorrow. It should be a ride at Epcot center. You get in your little car, no safety belt required...this is Epcot after all, and you ride through rooms of flying cars, and laser kitchen... with men at super computers posting blogs about how their feelings were hurt by a friend, a girl, the counter guy at 7-11. You hear the voice over... "Saturday, May 15th... Sanji insulted my choice in slurpee today, he really makes me feel small and puny when he says that Hello Kitty Cherricide is a girls flavor. I like it, I can't help it. Sanji just pointed and laughed at me, he called me a little girl. He made me very depressed, so depressed I had to come to myspace and tell you all about it. I really need a girl to cuddle with but I'm too much of a pussy to get off my ass and physically go meet people." Then as you move through the little room there would be 4 hot women and one token fat guy leaving comments. The token fat guy ripping you to shreds because even he isn't too pussified to take the shit the counter jockey gave the fag. Listen fuckholes... tell Sanji to eat shit... grow some balls... and stop writing of your lack-there-of-them. Girls dig men who tell them their feelings about them ... not their feelings about every goddamn thing that has and ever will happened to them. You seem weak to us when you get sand in your vagina over insubstantial shit such as that. You seem even more pathetic when every blog happens to mention you eternal loneliness and how you are cascading into a pit of tribulation with the only chance of solace coming in a 5'4 package preferably with blond hair. I hate you all...

I hate them