I had spent 4 years trying to get an autograph, just missing it by inches sometimes. This spawned the wild idea, that when I finally cornered my quarry, I would get the autograph tattooed.
April 11th, 2010 marked the end to my epic quest ,and, with the autographer's blessing, I set off on a Sunday afternoon to find someone to tattoo over the quickly fading sharpie on my shoulder.
South Side Tattoo was the only place open and I was a little leary of just going to whoever, but I walked in to a very clean waiting room that smelled vaguely of anticeptic. My courage rallied, I prepered myself for my very first tattoo.
Mike was wonderful for agreeing to ink me so close to closing time! The minty smell of his chewing gum and the constant buzz of the needle enveloped the basement room as he gently turned my autograph into a work of art.
Within days it was healed, and now, a week later, I couldn't be happier with his work.
Pros: Open on Sunday
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