The other day at the Rdesk Jeff found a box full of good ole' Halloween goodies. Fortunately for the growing needs of our own personal amusement, Jeff found some temporary tattoos to satiate Abby N.'s hunger for “cool, new things”. You see, Abby really loves “cool, new things”. She also loves “shiny, new things” – I think you get the idea. The debate surrounding Abby's tastes has continued for years, nay centuries, nay millennia, nay – forever.
I'm sorry, I allowed myself to be sidetracked. You see, when I ponder Abby my mind goes fuzzy and my reality seems to swirl into the never-ending sinkhole of my sub par comprehension for the way Abby works. I love Abby. She is my Michael McDonald. She forced my love for him, my love for her. So, let me return from this ridiculous, yet oddly enlightening tangent that I find myself on, and deliver to you my original message, which was to display for you Abby's “sleeve” of temporary tattoos.
Zappos behold! And now, from Abby herself, as she tries to give an explanation for this madness:
“SO...We were looking through the goody bag for the Halloween treats and noticed a lot of unused temporary tattoos. First, Alicia said I should make a sleeve of temporary tattoos to achieve a life long goal of mine to become Rob Reynolds. Jeff over heard and he decided to make a fun dollar challenge to make the temporary tattoo sleeve on my left arm. I used my apprentice Nick B. to assist me in the applying of the tattoos. When Nick had to leave at 5:00pm, I asked for the help of Alicia, Steve T. and Eric L., all of whom assisted me brilliantly. When we were applying the tattoos, a thought ran through my mind saying, "why?" Then I remembered, " O yeah, I can be Rob." It was very sticky and a whole lot of fun. Now my arm feels like it has eczema. Brilliant! Now, all I need is a head rag and severe ROCKER skills to achieve my goal of being Rob Reynolds.”
Abby, we love you. Salute!
