I know life could be worse but this past week has sucked. First off, a lady I work with got stabbed an inch away from her heart by her daughter's "crackhead" exboyfriend. At first they charged him with 2nd degree assault, but now they're gonna get the fucker for attempted murder. Next, my best friend Shane's nephew, Josh< OD'd on Oxycontin. He was in his mid 20''s. If that's not enough, a dear friend of mine, Pat, had a heart attack and died Friday. I'd known the guy about 15 years, and had let him tattoo me. He recolored one tattoo I had and then did an excellent job of tattooing my son Iann's name, birthdate, and footprint on my right leg. He was about to become my friend "Wooz's" stepdad. Pat had dated Wooz's mom for awhile, around 10-11 years. He was a beautiful person, a great artist, and a genuine soul. He will be missed.
