Tattoos and Mental Illness

I don’t have any tattoos, nor do I want any. However, I don’t care if other people have tattoos, to a degree. If I have to explain to my children why you have marked all over yourself and it’s not OK for them to draw on their sibling with a magic marker then there will be issues. I’m wondering if there is a correlation between number of tattoos and mental illness. One tattoo is cool, but there is something sinister lurking in your mind when you have covered your entire body and you don’t require a bathing suit anymore. I understand self expression and rebellion but like anyone who has an addiction there is a cry for help after about tattoo #50.

One year at the beach I decided to get a henna tattoo for the sole purpose of shock value for my Mother and Grandmother. They both were so upset  that I felt bad for even trying it. Sad thing is my Grandmother passed away a month later.

Flippy friggin' flip flops

It’s that time of the year again! Well actually, to some people, the time never left. Flip flops are not meant to be worn anywhere but poolside or the beach. As a matter of fact, you really shouldn’t be driving in flops. People are bad enough at controlling their vehicles, let alone with some dangling footwear. So, change into your flops when you get to the pool or beach.

In Public

Why take chances that your little piggy that went to market will be crushed by a wayward buggy or a can of spinach falling from an end-cap.

Take good care of your feet if you are going to expose them to all of humanity. A festering, infected, ingrown toenail doesn’t need a flip flop, it needs a doctor, especially if I can smell it.

Why is it that people who wear flip flops barely have the energy to lift their feet from the ground and shuffle around like patient who just had a double hernia operation? I guess that’s better than the natural sound a flip flop makes. Couple that with someone who knows how to chew gum and you have a one man band of flappy clappy snappy annoyance.

Flip Flop Relatives

I don’t understand the house shoe or “slipper’ out in public. You know what I’m talking about, the slipper that has transformed into a slide because the person has mashed the heel because inserting the foot completely into the slipper was such a arduous task.

The finger shoes don’t make sense to me. “It’s like walking barefoot!” I’m pretty sure humans invented the shoe because we got tired of walking barefoot, stop trying to devolve.

Closing

In this crazy world we live in, you never know when something will burst into flames and shards of glass will be covering the floor. You should always be sure footed, laced up and ready to help those who’s feet are lacerated because they didn’t want to spend the extra time putting on proper footwear.