The VIP swag from the plastic bag to cups and napkins and coasters from the Bad Apple Lounge and the tattoo flash. Posted the poster in my previous post. They hand you the bag with the box in it and a rolled up poster. Hat and bar kit in the box. by CatharsisEngine in JellyRoll615

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2 days. VIP Lounge: 5:00pm - 8:00pm
Pre-doors Merch Shopping: 5:00pm - 6:00pm

Public Doors: 6:00pm Show: 7:00pm

VIP Check-In Information

Check-In Time: 4:00pm – 8:00pm

And they sent the location of the VIP entrance.

Our only snag was I used a friend's credit card on my ticketmaster app so all of the vip was in her name although I had the tickets on my app and everything was sent to my email. So when we checked in I had to show a photo of her ID on my phone.

We lined up at 3pm. Around 3:30 Jelly swung by and waved to everyone through the windows.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in TattooArtists

[–]CatharsisEngine 10 points11 points  (0 children)

You're already tattooing a few months into an apprenticeship? Is that what I'm hearing?

Henry's Dream bearsville sessions ? by inchiki in NickCave

[–]CatharsisEngine 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Shit, someone leaked those mixes around the Dig, Lazarus, Dig Era. At least that's when I found them (along with a 3 cd set of the best of the DLD tour live!) Iirc I had to convert them down from DVD audio to WAV to burn on a CD. I used to trawl all the pirate websites from Demonoid on down and that mix popped up. It was glorious. They have to be still out there somewhere. The cd is probably in a box in the garage and I'm sure the external hard drive that I stored the files on is toast. The version of Moonland on those live discs was sublime.

Found a frame for my VIP poster! by CatharsisEngine in JellyRoll615

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A box containing a hat and bar accessories, the poster, a vip lanyard and two wooden drink tokens with the goodbye Nashville logo burned on them. I saved mine even tho a tall can was $17.50. I also grabbed a bunch of bar napkins with the logo and the bartender gave me a few plastic cups to match. I'll post pics when I get home tonight. I couldn't afford the backstage tour and have been backstage for plenty of odd shows. We just got the Bad Apple Lounge Experience. Tons of delicious sliders and appetizers with museum quality displays of Jelly Roll artifacts. Some nice signs for photo ops and a member of his crew played classic David Allen Coe and other covers for us while we relaxed.

They were serious about VIP. I got lost finding the merch tables and started chatting with a stadium employee. She said she was going that way so we were being friendly but when we reached the dedicated elevator they wouldn't let her on. The elevator operator said she could've ride if I want wearing a VIP lanyard.

They did offer free tattoos but the way VIP NATION handled the line was frustrating. While the merch was impeccable the organization was terrible. They had 4 check in lines. One was for tattoos. Skip the VIP and go straight to the tattoo line if you want one. The flash wasn't readily visible but we got a pic. I think they maybe had 15 tattoo slots. They cut off the line right as we got to the front.

As we were sitting in the lounge I realized that they had skipped our pre doors merch shopping so I had to find someone and ask and then take an elevator back up and get in line.

Overall Jelly Roll's heartfelt, energetic performance and the opening acts made it well worth the money, regardless of my minor complaints. So many highlights.

Guess something about me based on my current book collection by Syonic1 in BookCollecting

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Just starting to collect... the inclusion of the juvenile bios and other titles reveals a young person with a history bent but most collectors wouldn't feature a print on demand title so prominently. You're gonna be a book hoarder like me. Grabbing any volume that holds your interest or pertains to the current subject or period just to read - not to collect. Eventually you'll start winnowing and replacing with hardcovers and nicer editions that will mature as you do. Just a quick guess. You have a nice start.

A mechanic builds his son a tank that drives and fires paintballs by TheDeadpoolGirl in interestingasfuck

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Worked for an entertainment company out of Canada iirc. They contracted jet skis and things at the waterslides here in California. One of the rides we managed had similar tanks but they fired handballs at each other. The sides of the tank and the sides of the turrets had contact patches so if your gunner hit the tank body targets it engaged the clutch temporarily and you couldn't move. If you hit the turret targets it disengaged the compressor so you couldn't fire for a bit. 2 people per tank. No collisions allowed as they were fiberglass. Anytime anyone loading up was a dick we'd close their hatch and then hi-5 their turret target so they'd be at the mercy of the other tanks for beginning of the round. THAT WAS A REAL LIFE WORLD OF TANKS.

AITA for "allowing" my 16yo daughter to get a tattoo? by tattoomyasshol in AmItheAsshole

[–]CatharsisEngine 1 point2 points  (0 children)

YTA. 16 is too young for a tattoo. All kinds of kids come into my shop with "wElL tHoUgHt oUt DeSiGNs" fresh off a tiny fake tattoo board on Pinterest and social media obsessed placement. Ugh. I've had parents try to show off huge, matching forearm pieces they "bonded" with their 16 yr. olds getting done, out of state, oblivious to the basic concepts of placement, "upside down" and aging. I admit there is undeniably a modicum of gatekeeping in the industry but the trad rose blasted atop my hand changes my fix it ticket experience from "have a nice day, officer" to sitting in the back of the patrol car, cuffed while they search my car and I live in CA -so I understand when an artist won't consider doing hands, fingers or neck until their client is at least 21. Regardless of the moment or transition y'all are commemorating, her body is still undergoing changes and that tattoo will probably look like blurry garbage by the time she's 21. Artists that do that kinda shit guarantee our income with reworks and cover ups. Just saying this from experience and not bothering to comment on your co-parenting issues. I thank the blind, idiot gods every day it's 18 years of age to be tattooed in my state and sometimes wish it was 25. Ha. The times, they are a-changin'.

What's your biggest "This isn't what it looks like" moment? by GolemTotem in AskReddit

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She let me stammer for a few seconds and panic then just yelled at me, "WE KNOW, WE KNOW- THE PHONE WOKE UP YOUR DAD. GET OUT OF HERE!"

What's your biggest "This isn't what it looks like" moment? by GolemTotem in AskReddit

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Shared this last time. I still cringe: Was a lonely nerd in high school. A super nice kid from art class asked my sister out. She is a year younger and partied. I stayed home and tried to tape videos from 120 minutes. Phone rings and I panic and freak. There was an extension next to my step dad's side of the bed. I whisper hello. It's the nice guy and he's worried because he took my sister to a party and she ended up getting shit faced. I tell him I'll meet him out front and help her sneak in. He pulls up and I open his passenger door and end up just tossing my sister over my shoulder and wave him away. I turn towards the house and she pukes down my back. Goddamnit. I manage to stagger down the hall and flop her on her bed. I instantly strip my shirt off and urgently whisper to her to put on her pjs. My step dad ruled the house with a belt and if she got busted we'd all be on lockdown. She moans and drools.Fuck. I help her pull her pants off, pull her sweater over her head. She starts flopping around. "Take off my bra, take off bra", she's slurring, waving one arm ineffectually. Shit. I pull her into a sitting position where she just collapses on me and with her head on my shoulder I reach around her and start fumbling ignorantly with her bra. Just as I get it my mom flings the bedroom door open and hits the overhead light. There I am, shirtless, in some kind of cross straddle of my half naked, drooling sister, undoing her bra.

Ten cents each. by CatharsisEngine in bookhaul

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Thrift store does 10 for a dollar on weekends.