January 13, 2008

What is with the state of fitness in this country? What about the "body art"?

Robbo, The Butcher's Wife, and the LLama-ettes were kind enough to invite the LMC entourage to join them at The Great Wolf Lodge and Tourist Trap outside of Williamsburg yesterday. We had a great time, the LLama-ettes were in rare form, the water activities were fun, and the bar was open.

Robbo and I are in agreement that we are still beating ninety percent of the field, despite our decrepit conditions. We still don't get the whole tattoo craze. What is up with that?

Yips! from Robbo: Yes, indeed. In all my puff, I have never seen a tattoo that had the slightest aesthetic appeal, no matter what kind of body carried it (Yeah, I'm talking to you, Angelina Jolie). On the other hand, the conundrum that continues to baffle me is why the people who one would think would least wish to draw attention to their, ah, figgahs are the ones who seem to go in for such decoration the most. I mean, it's not like a sunburst between your shoulder blades is going to disguise the fact that you're pouring over your waist-band and have double-chin knees.

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I just learned a new term, arse antlers, which amuses me to no end.

Hubby and I just had brunch today at a diner/bar that has a heavily ink staff with lots of pin-up type art. Great food, albeit a bit strange spot.

Posted by: Sarah G. at January 13, 2008 05:58 PM

I prefer the "tramp stamp" moniker myself.

Nothing worse than getting an accidental tatoo sighting. Uggg.

Posted by: Steve the LLamabutcher at January 14, 2008 09:06 AM