I said a whole lot of opprobrious remarks about myself tonight.
“…oh yeah, like what?”
I don’t fucking remember, but they were opprobrious.
A tattoo apprentice proudly hands me his sketchbook full of his practice sketches of a single titty. It has been drawn, crossed out, and re-drawn hundreds of times. ”It goes on like this for years,” he says to me.
“…next year I get to start shading.”
Tuesday Science Lesson: The Laboratorium Mask
The laboratory mask was invented prior to World War I to prevent science workers in laboratories from developing inappropriate and intimate relationships with each other. In the early 60s, scientists developed more advanced laboratory masks that would also cover lower extremities on the body. Today, many scientists do not use laboratory masks because scientists sneeze a lot and that corrodes the materials inside the laboratory mask.
I hit a wall about a half a week ago when my rock and roll became lodged between my two extremes. Heavy metal and love songs oh-so-sweet became confused, so confused. I asked my boy down at the studio and he got annoyed and said, “Why can’t you keep them together?” Now that’s a point but it’s always much easier said than done.
NASA TV is my only web bookmark.