What’s the best way to let people know what a nerd (or dork) you are, on the off-chance the way you look isn’t enough? Nerdy tattoos!
I’ve shared a couple of my tattoos on this blog before, but since today is “T” for the A to Z Challenge, I shall share them again, as well as the others that I didn’t share.
I got my first tattoo during my third-life crisis. After giving it much consideration for about a week, I decided to get my son’s name tattooed on the inside of my wrist. It’s in the Tengwar alphabet, Quenya mode, which you may recognize if you’re a Lord of the Rings fan.
(I’ve had exactly one person recognize the origin of my tattoos in two years–that was a guy who is considerably dorkier than me…so cool as hell IMO…who works in the local video game store.)
I stayed up for hours during that week learning what I could about the language so I wouldn’t translate Little Man’s name wrong, plus downloading various font packages and playing around with them on GIMP. There is more than one way to translate it, so making sure I did it right was important (after all, I don’t want ‘poopy face’ tattooed on my wrist!). I’m sure there’s a chance that it’s wrong–and if you are fluent and it’s something that doesn’t make sense, I’d rather not know–but here is the first tattoo:
I got the second tattoo shortly after the first one, also during the third-life crisis, because I didn’t like that my wrists seemed unbalanced. Good reasoning, huh? It (supposedly) says “love” (again, if I messed it up, I don’t wanna know, ignorance is bliss!):
After I got pregnant, I couldn’t get anymore tattoos for a while. Apparently it’s frowned upon for knocked up women to get ink (that and health reasons). So after Baby Girl was born, I realized that I needed to get her name tattooed as well, but I was unsure of where to put it since my other wrist was occupied (dammit). I decided to add in my grandmother’s and our first baby’s initials, as well as Baby Girl’s, with Little Man’s and wrap it around my wrist:
And since that clearly wasn’t enough ink to get at once, I also decided to go ahead and get Tolkien’s writer’s symbol and the quote “not all those who wander are lost” (part of a poem from The Fellowship of the Ring) tattooed on my leg. I originally wanted the tree of Gondor, the writer’s symbol, and “All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost,” so I think it was a good compromise.
“You’re done now, right?” my husband asked after that one.
Nope. A few months later, it struck me that I needed a tattoo paying homage to Shakespeare. Since Hamlet is my favorite (so cliche, I know), I decided to get Hamlet’s last spoken line and a quill tattooed on my arm:
And that’s all I have, for now. I’ve decided that I’ll add to the quill tattoo to get a half sleeve on my arm and have been over some ideas for that, but since tattoos can be rather expensive, that won’t be happening anytime within the next two weeks.