"No. I've thought about it but every time I mention it, I get too much flack at home:
'How do you know that the needles are clean? How can you be sure they don't double dip in the ink? Suppose you're wrong?' "Why? You thinking of getting a tattoo?"
"Yeah, I want to get a Tin Man tattooed on my butt."
Kevin is a Tinman
and has done this event 4 or 5 times. He's pretty good, too - did a 6:27 or so last time out.
As you might imagine, he's wiry - almost skinny. I told him it would have to be a very little Tin Man if it was going to fit on his scrawny butt.
I, on the other hand, am not skinny or wiry or lithe or anything remotely connected to thin.
See the picture below, which was taken at the Cazenovia Tri a couple of years ago. See if you can tell which one is Kevin and which one is me.
I'm Going to Put the tattoo Right About Here!
I told Kevin that I, on the other hand (or cheek), could have the Cowardly Lion, the Scarecrow, the Wizard, and all of the Munchkins tattooed on my butt.
Not Dorothy or Glinda or the Wicked Witch though. I've already got enough women on my butt!
See you out there.
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