Zee plane! Zee plane!

[bcholmes]

I often don't remember my dreams, but I've been having some really vivid and interesting ones, lately. But not last night. Last night was the completely banal "the final assignment for this class that you really don't remember signing up for is due tomorrow" dream. The weird part was that it was a tattooing class -- I had to design and ink my final tattoo, and I think I had only been to one class where we actually used the needles.

I guess I had never really thought about how one trains to become a tattoo artist.