In which the author, who sports a Thomas Pynchon tattoo and a Wallace Stevens tattoo, recommends a blog.

There’s nothing that will kill 10-12 minutes like surfing the Internet looking at tattoo flash. Russian prison tats, sailor tats, hardcore tats, and, for gentler souls, Contrariwise, a literary tattoo blog. To be honest, I don’t care much for The Giving Tree, or Where the Wild Things Are, or too much Vonnegut, but goddamn, you’ve got to find something to do while waiting for the toner to be delivered so that, once it’s here, you can figure out for the umpteenth time how to recycle it.