Today was my tattoo day. Tomorrow was Ashley’s turn. Our two dear friends from Seattle, Megan and Evan were in town on their cross-country honeymoon, and met us up for hanging and eating.
We decided to take them to Nopalito (the local, organic, amazing Mexican place that Ashley and I flipped over last time or so that we were in SF) for dinner. Nopalito is always nice and busy – people chowing down on smaller/medium-sharing-sized plates of Mexican specialties.
There have been quite a few tours beginning in San Francisco this year for me and the wife – and that always means tattoo-time. Let’s get something straight… I do not like getting tattooed. It hurts like a sonofabitch; takes a while to heal from; costs a bit of change… Thankfully however, my tattoo artist Kahlil has a lighter touch than others I’ve heard about (and experienced) and my shop is situated in one of the coolest cities in America… and Kahlil’s work looks pretty pretty good on me.
Unfortunately – Ash and I weren’t able to make this a full-blown vacation like last time – so it was more of a “get in, get tattooed, eat some, get to the show” kinda thing. This was the beginning of the Dream Theater support tour in North America.