Full Cheek McDuck

My daughter was showing my wife some pictures of different tattoos last night.

She was pulling up these big collections of very tiny pictures….(on her phone!!)….and….with a wave of her fingers….just a little swipe (on the screen of the phone!!)…she made them big enough to see.

I don’t think that she wants a tattoo….they were just looking at them.

Then they were talking about friends who had tattoos….and, then, people who had tattoos they regretted….and bad tattoos they’d seen.

They were talking tattoos last night.

I told them that if I could get a tattoo, I would get a full cheek (on my BOTTOM) tattoo of Scrooge McDuck.


Maybe I’d change my mind midway through….I don’t really know.

It’s really just a passing fancy, anyway.

“A passing fancy” doesn’t really work with tattoos, though.

You are “in it” with a tattoo.

You don’t back up quickly and beat a hasty retreat.

That would be a memorable and appropriately private tattoo, though.

Who would ever get a chance to see that? Only your loved ones would ever know.

I guess that it could¬†be a real conversation starter in the locker room to have a giant and colorful Scrooge McDuck on your….BUM.

Maybe that’s not the place for a conversation.

That’s kind of far-fetched, anyway.

I don’t want to set myself up for strange tabloid photos taken by fence hopping paparazzi, either.

Oh!! Speaking of tabloids and paparazzi….I listened to some “EW” radio the other day on my Sirius Radio.

That’s not “Ewwwwwwwww” radio….that’s Entertainment Weekly radio.

Man, talk about vacuous.

These people were only talking about what they’d watched on TV….and complaining if it was awkward to watch all the television they thought they needed to watch.

Of course, it’s their job to watch television …..and to talk about watching television….but it really hit me that it was kind of a weak way to spend your life.


What could be more pathetic than a bunch of adults sitting around with nothing better to do than talk about watching television?

Another adult, driving mail, listening to them talk about watching television?!!

OK….I was the winner in the “pathetic category”….that time.

That time…..I was the winner.


That’s not funny.



That’s kind of permanent, isn’t it?

I’d better be darn sure that my commitment to Scrooge McDuck is really strong before I let somebody needle me like that.

I better make sure my head is screwed on straight before I let somebody ink my rear end.

I better know what I need before I decide that I know what I want.


About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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