A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age--the sequel

--"ow, ow, ow...."


I knew tats would elicit much commentary... [and I have to admit I was briefly tempted a few years back--but then the meds kicked in and I thought better of it.] I'm so on the fence about this issue...... At least you can take piercings out as you age/mature, tattoos are pretty much FOREVER. Unless you can afford expensive laser surgery, that is....

I was actually too chicken to get my ears pierced til AFTER I'd given birth. I figured if I could survive that, I could survive piercing. I got a second earring in my right ear one day in between performances as Gertrude in Hamlet..... [I figured if I could conquer Shakespeare--well, you know where this is going.]





3 piercing stories:





When I was working at the theatre company, a production assistant from another theatre came in to pick up some scenic stuff as a rental. He steps up to the Box Office to asked for the head of Production. Well, he had at least 8 earrings in each ear, 2 in each eyebrow, a nose ring, a tongue piercing and something on his bottom lip. It was all I could do to not ask him to drop trou to see what else was pierced.


When my father passed away, my 2 brothers and I each flew down to Florida to be with our Mom. Well, just prior to leaving I'd had to basically get a buzz cut due to over-perming my hair. My older bro is there to meet me as I get off the plane [remember when you could do that--actually meet loved ones as they got off the plane?] He starts to gives me a big hug--and my hat falls off (it was January). "What the f did you do to your head?!?" [I really felt the love....] Later that day, we all go out to the pool to commiserate and he takes off his t-shirt. Lo and behold, pierced nips!!!! Take 10 guesses what I said.


And finally-
When my son was in 5th Grade, he asked to get his ear pierced. After much discussion about which was the "straight" ear, he got it done. The next day he goes to school [this was in 1986 mind you] and his teacher, who was probably the age I am now, freaked. I get a phone call:

Teach: "Mrs. D. do you realize that J has a pierced earring?!?"

Me: [rather timidly] " Um, yeah."

Teach: [incredulous] "You KNEW ABOUT THIS?!??!!"

Me: [even more sheepishly ( I was only 32 people)] Well, ....uh, .....yeah--I kinda drove him to the mall to get it done. [very quickly adding:] But I was recovering from the flu at the time, so I may not be entirely responsible."