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Ink’d up

August 23, 2012 1 comment

I put this item on the list with only a half-hearted belief that I would actually go through with it. I never really considered myself a tattoo man. Probably because it was drilled into my head that “good” people didn’t have tattoos. They were the marks of thugs, criminals, and low life’s. What a crock!
What I had actually said was that I would never get anyone’s name tattooed on me…especially a girl. I believed that as soon as anyone did that the clock was ticking before they split. Dani and I had talked about it many times and it was always the same. She thought I wasn’t really committed to her…even though she has a wedding ring, two adorable kids of mine and we have ridden more than our fair share of ups and downs in our relationship. I always answered that I would NEVER get anything permanent because then she would be headed out the door.
Then Valentines day arrived. Dani has been “saying” that she wants to get a tattoo to symbolize our boys, but she never did anything about it. (Kinda like I did about a lot of things before I started this list, and still do about most things.) I usually gave her a pretty hard time about getting a tattoo. How I was against it, it might be trashy, what if she didn’t like how it turned out. So I figured she would be pretty surprised when I went and got her a gift certificate for her tattoo.
The more I thought about it the less I could see any reason to not have something for Dani tattooed on me. She is the love of my life, my best friend and the mother of my children. No matter what the future holds I know we will be together. I simply cannot fathom a life without her…enough of the gushy stuff. I found a copy of her signature and took it with me to the tattoo shop. I had decided to get it placed on my wrist. She was going to flip!

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I felt bad because it took a lot longer to set up the station that it did to do the tattoo. Less than 10 minutes and I was done. Permanently branded as the property of Danielle Corippo. I love it though. I can’t imagine not having it now. It just fits. Oh, and she flipped out. I don’t think she really believed that I had gotten an actual tattoo of her name. For a few days I wondered if she was expecting it to wash off eventually.

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I ran into a dilemma afterwards though. I didn’t think that I had truly gotten “enough” of a tattoo to claim on my list. Sure it meant the world to me and I think it’s pretty awesome, but it took less than 10 minutes and really is just a couple of squiggly lines. Dani has gotten to the point that she can draw it out in a second or less.
Leave it to her to solve my dilemma for me. Fathers day I received a gift certificate to get another tattoo. This one was going to be something that I had been kicking around since we got married and went on our honeymoon to Hawaii. The problem I always had was that I would add things to it. I knew I wanted a tiki god, one of the love gods that are protecting their family. I also wanted to incorporate my fire fighting badge. My department has adopted a pretty unique badge, not one of those that every firefighter has that you can bulk order out of a magazine, but a true Maltese cross. I would have to include something for our first child, Daisey our lovable yellow lab. Then we went and had our boys, no way could I get out of having them in it.
So it never seemed to be rock solid, but now I had been pushed up against the wall.
Mark Phillips at Trust Tattoo in Ukiah nailed it though. It turned out more perfect than I could have ever imagined.

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After more than three hours of pain and suffering as the needle dug in and out of my leg I had it. Mark had taken a pretty simple line drawing and idea and turned it into a remarkable piece of art…on my leg! He incorporated all of the things that I was asking for and I think it’s badass!!! It has made me think I’m pretty awesome strolling around in shorts this summer. Everyone has had great things to say about him. I really don’t know what took me so long to go for it, but I’m glad that Dani finally pushed me into it.
And just like that my list is smaller by one more item…

City Chase San Diego

It’s been a while since I’ve updated you all on my adventures. Life has been up and down, but busy the last couple weeks. We made it through the San Diego trip, with one of the worst return trips home ever. Had to take care of some family business when we got back and make sure to take care of my loved ones. Anyway…

City Chase San Diego Uniforms

Flew down to SD for the City Chase race that Carina Holtby (the race director) was generous enough to donate to The Cartman and I after running across my list on adventurewannabe. This trip was the first for my lil man to get on an airplane. He did really well.

My little buddy is all smiles getting ready for his first takeoff.

Like usual he was making all sorts of friends in all of the seats around us. Had no fear of the takeoff  and fell asleep just before our final descent and missed the whole landing.

Team Corippo (Dani and I) made a successful flight with our kid. We were both pretty proud of that. Until we made it to the hotel, the Hampton Inn Sea World. Sounds like a decent family oriented place to stay right? NO!! This place was surrounded by strip clubs, biker shops, and a freeway off ramp. It was a nightmare!

Dani and I agreed that it wasn’t going to be a good place to stay. So after making a few phone calls we got out of the place we were and into another Hampton Inn in Downtown SD. Which would have been awesome if trains didn’t run ten feet from our bedroom every hour or so. Not a very great start to the trip.

The next morning I got up and made it down to the start line of the race which was only about a half mile from our hotel. The Cartman and I were meeting some friends of my friend Alicia there before and hope that we would run into each other during the race.

Another off the list with my grape stomping!!

Vino di Piedi

We started out with banging out the initial challenge that was required to get the clue sheet, thought this was going to be a breeze. We might even win this thing. Then we got lost. For probably an hour trying to find our first checkpoint. Finally gave up on that one and headed towards another part of town.While we were making our way around in circles Dani called and said that she was downtown with Robby and had seen a couple of the spots. Thank you love of my life!! She got us back on track and headed in the right direction. Yet another reason that I love that woman with all my soul!!

Finally found one and it was a bunch of sports challenges that we rocked. Then ran into some other chasers and started trading spots of checkpoints.

That was one really cool thing about this race was that everyone was really into helping everyone else out. There was no mean competitive spirit, all of us were just there to have a great time.

We found the next couple of stops in quick order. Henna tattoos at the Church of Steel tattoo parlor, running around to get crazy pics taken at the NBC building, a texting scavenger hunt around downtown at the T-Mobile store. Then we went to a bar called the Red Zone to wait in line for like 2 hours to play Wii Bowling. However there was beer there so we wasted all that time hanging out in a bar instead of collecting chasepoints. We did run into our friends there and then decided to run the race together for the rest of the day. After Wii Bowling we went and found the original point that stumped us in the begining of the race and it was grape stomping, another item on the list. Of course The Cartman said I would do the grape stomp and then we found out that the other team member would be drinking the juice. I have to admit that my feet were quite ripe at this point in the race and stripping off my sweaty socks and smashing those grapes between my toes was really fun. Watching The Cartman down a shot of my foot wine was less than appetizing, I was REALLY glad that it wasn’t me drinking it.

The next stop is where I became a little infamous. You see there is a little, well lets call it what it is, a gay bar called The Flame. It was in this dive that I took some pole dancing lessons, then I put on a show. I said that if I was going to be embarrassed from something we did it was going to be for a reason. Go big or go home so to speak. So I went big, luckily the videos stopped rolling before my shirt came off. Funny thing was I’m not embarrassed about it at all. The clip made the rounds of Facebook and YouTube like wildfire the next couple of days though. Everyone I know has seen it and had something to say. Mostly what an awesome dancer I am!!

Taking the lesson serious, Don't want to get hurt doing this.

Gotta shake it, shake it, shake it. Shake it like a salt shaker!!

Here I am disappointed with WordPress in the fact that they want to charge me just to have a video clip on my blog. I have been doing some research and am really disappointed that almost every other blogging site that I visit including video embedding at no cost. Due to WordPress’s current policies I am seriously considering moving adventurewannabe to another host, and perhaps even purchasing my own domain. I just want to have the option to include a video or other media without having to pay, especially when it would appear that I wouldn’t have to. If your reading this and have any opinions on blog hosting please let me know. I am really trying to figure this one out…

Back to the dance! I am one sexy bitch on that pole aren’t I? Pretty sure that I impressed the instructor and know that most of the cheers were for me during our performance. I was the only guy dancing at the time in a gay bar!

Oh yeah! Making up some of my own moves here. You can't teach that!!

After that fiasco we still needed to hit up one more stop and we were running out of time. So we decided to make a mad dash to some fish challenge. Oh man! If we would have only known what was ahead of us. We got there with three other teams and we were the only ones that decided to take on the challenge. Even though there was no way that we would be able to make it to the finish line in time to be official finishers, we were going to do enough checkpoints to finish the race. So what that we wouldn’t cross their line until 20 minutes after their end time. We did all they asked of us, so we completed this race.

The last challenge was easy enough. Move 11 fish from one bucket to another about 15 yards away using nothing but your teeth. 11 stinking rotting fish that have been moved by all the other racers all day were floating in a bucket of stagnant scale filled scum. Oh yeah and most of their internal organs (THE GUTS!! &@^%$!!) were hanging out of the bodies. It should have been 5.5 fish for The Cartman and myself right?? Wrong!! The Cartman should have just taken a seat on the curb and watched.

Getting down to grab one of the nasty decomposing fish...with my mouth!

The Cartman told me he LOVES sushi. Not so much!

Instead The Cartman got one in his mouth, slapped me in the head with it, and then dropped it outside the other bucket and refused to pick it up and finish his one fish. What was he doing instead you ask??

He was dry heaving and yakking and spitting all over the field. Making every possible noise that you can imagine to make this task harder. He was pretty much useless and I had to move ten of the fish AND pick his up and drop it in the bucket. THE CARTMAN WAS NO HELP WHAT SO EVER!!

Our friends fortunately brought along a couple of apples which they offered to us to get the filth off our lips and teeth and tounge. It was a huge help. Pretty much one of the top 5 worst things I have ever done in my life. The entire challenge was horrible. I would like to give a huge thanks to all our friends that cheered me on for this last obstacle. I would also like to give The Cartman a swift kick to the junk for leaving me out to dry when I needed him to step up the most.

Just Do It! Get r done! Do Work! Anything to just get through this last challenge.

A useless waste of a teammate right here!

Great thing about The Cartman and I is that we have learned to forgive and get over it. So as soon as we were walking away from the challenge I let the anger I had for The Cartman melt right off of me and we continued to the bar and the finish line. The bar was filled with racers and I finally met up with Carina and was able to thank her for the opportunity. Overall I was a little disappointed that the challenges were a bit more extreme. But I would jump at the opportunity to participate again taking the lessons that I learned in our first race. We had a great time and a day that we won’t soon forget.

Now that I’ve ranted about how much The Cartman let me down for about 5 minutes, I owe it to him to thank him for sacrificing an entire day and an airline ticket for helping me get this task crossed off. He flew to SD, raced all day, got back on a plane and went home to pack to travel to San Luis for a HazMat class the next day. It truly was above and beyond friendship. Thank you The Cartman! Thank you to Cheryl for letting him take off the day before he was leaving for the week. I couldn’t have done it without him.

So with the end of the race I had completed two items on the list. Doing a City Chase and stomping grapes with my feet. It was a long day and I was stoked to see my wife and kid at the end of the day. Lots of other things happened in SD so soon I will be posting some of the other items that I was able to work on during our vacation.