I had my shoes and socks off the other day because my feet were hurting from walking so much. I was looking at the tattoo on the top of my foot and reminiscing as to how it got there. I was about twenty years old in New Orleans and walking through the French Quarter with my girlfriend one night. We were both drunk as skunks and happened to pass a tattoo shop. I told her that I was going in there and get a tattoo and we went into the shop . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/2023/06/woe-to-the-idiot-me/