The Birthday Odyssey

The birthday week unfolded: Sunday friends gathered at WTs for drinks and cake (no, Gene, no one was fooled by your going off to the restroom — and taking your jacket). It was fairly quiet (amazingly enough) and I wasn’t facing any of the televisions, so that was good. Thanks to all who came out.

The actual birthday day was a bit more quiet, but I was inundated by kindly wishes via the internet. It’s wonderful that while I can’t afford to be a jet-setter, I can be a net-setter and at least virtually visit my far-flung friends. Sigh. Must win the lottery one of these days to provide that private jet and chauffeured car.

After a good bit of time on the computer, I balanced a bunch of boxes all the way to the post office — after picking up my own mail which had more birthday cards — and then trotted over to Central Ave and Tom Spaulding’s Tattoo Studio. Tom’s place had been recommended to me by local friends. It’s certainly a very friendly place (with wifi too!).

Tom himself did the work. He’s a second-generation tattoo artist. He had artwork from his father’s studio up on the wall, vintage stuff from the 40s and 50s — very cool. He’s also a big movie buff, so we watched Ray while he was working, although we ended up chatting a lot as well.

Tom took the rough image I brought — a xerox of a black feather, with corrective fluid turning it into a magpie’s wing feather — and turned it into something really beautiful after listening to my inarticulate explanation. I’m very happy with the image!

Gene and I had dinner at Café Madison, where I enjoyed the 1108 Strip and Gene had the Dijon. Both were marvelous, of course, and there was also the fantastic bread they make every day, too. Yum! Best of all, I have the leftovers for lunch today!