This is my second tattoo. Where the Wild Things Are is my absolute favorite childhood storybook, and the movie made my love for the story even greater. I can considerably relate to Max, being an out of control child sometimes, and going into my imagination to bring myself back on my feet. I love love love my new tattoo :)
Done by Johnny at Lucky Stars Tattoo in San Jose, California.
A Classic Magic Moment
It was 20 years ago yesterday that Magic Johnson announced he was retiring from basketball because of HIV. And yesterday the internet showed up in a big way, check the Magic Johnson tag on Tumblr for the great sentiment put forth by the community.
I read through quite a few articles yesterday, one of best being Marc Stein’s look back on the historic event. Stein brings to light a common thread in almost all of these articles. Even though Magic Johnson was delivering what many believed to be a death sentence he was still Magic. Calm, cool and in control. Reporters in the audience cried and yet Magic was the one reassuring them. It reminded me of a passage from Bird and Magic’s When the Game Was Ours. Bird talked about the night he received the news about Magic.
“Magic, I’m so sorry,” Bird said.
“No, it’s going to be all right,” Magic said. “I have to take some medication and do some different stuff but I’m going to fight this thing.”
The two superstars talked briefly. If Johnson was reeling from his diagnosis, he adeptly concealed it.
“So,” Magic said, “how are the Celtics looking?”
Bird was momentarily speechless.
“Ah, hell,” he replied. “We’ll probably kick your ass.”
When Bird hung up the phone, he turned to Dinah and reported, “He was trying to cheer me up.”