Number 9/11.

You can tattoo Katie till she she's swollen and sore,

but she doesn't get any less loud.

She did so good, kids.

Really.

7 hours.

We beat up her hip bone,

and pissed off some stretch marks,

but she sat so well the whole time.

The tattoo expanded, with the help of a Sharpie,

once we put the stencil on her thigh/hip.

But she asked for it,

and I delivered.

7 hours is the longest sit so far,

(even if just by a little)

but I still have two left to go.

Tomorrow is Camden, who moved to Denver,

and hasn't gotten beat up for a while.

And then Matt is on the 11th.

Only two left!

Crazy.

Wingnut Dishwashers Union

The new Wingnut Dishwashers Union album has been in my hands for a little while now, but I'm sworn to secrecy.
I am, however, allowed to show off the pseudo-commissioned poster I did for them and the DIY Bandits.

11x17, full color.
Micron pen and digital coloring



The cd should be out late June, and the band will go on tour shortly afterwards.
July 15th is the MPLS date.

I must have seen Pat/Johnny Hobo/WDU 10-15 times by now, including a show or two at the Warehouse Meryl and I ran for a hot second back in Wallingford, CT.
That was about 5 years ago, and I've always been a huge fan.
I'm excited that Pat and the Bandits asked me to be a part of this.

Here's a little show from last year I found on Youtube: