Body Art

     Ah, the local swimming pool (or Aquatic Center if you want to be precise.) The perfect place to check out everybody else's body art. And to realize how different your life outlook is than your significant other.

     Very rarely can I get "Cleveland" to go to the pool with us. He can swim (I can't), he has more days off a week than I do (all of them), we get passes for all of us every year. But he pretty much refuses to go. Ever. I did get him to go opening day this year, we had to get our pictures taken for the passes. He sat with me, watching the kids swim and slide and dive and all that good stuff. We were also checking out the tats. Why? Because they are everywhere, and you can actually see most of them in swimwear.

     He sees a guy walk past that I didn't notice. I read. He mentions that dude must be really into Legos. That got my attention. Why?

     "He has a Lego wall tattood across his back."

     "Oh, like a colorful Lego wall, or some other kind of Lego structure? I think if I was going to tattoo on Legos, I wouldn't choose a wall."

      "I don't know, it's in black and white." Which makes me wonder if it's really a Lego wall after all. I mean, Legos, sure. Black and white Legos? What kind of a freak is this guy? Then it hits me, and I finally ask:

     "You're sure it's not just a regular wall? I mean, maybe he's just a big Pink Floyd fan, not unnaturally obsessed with Legos." That made him think for a few minutes, then he decided there was just no way on earth it could be anything except a Lego wall. I mean, after all, why would anyone tattoo any other substance on themselves but cheap plastic, right? He seriously refused to even consider any other explanation. They had to be black and white Legos. On a grown man's back.

     Well, obviously I had to hunt down the dude and get a sneaky, sunglass hidden look at his back. Three guesses what I found there. Yep, Pink Floyd. The Wall. Great work, actually. Looked just like the album cover. I do realize not everyone goes straight to the Pink like me. I get it. We can't all be Comfortably Numb all the time. But straight to Legos? On a tat? Yep, I am married to a freak, who obviously does not get out enough. Or listen to decent music.