Dr. Dare rides again

Wait until you hear what happened to me yesterday. Or keep reading and you won't have to wait. Basically remember how I said I was going to get that killer tattoo on my arm? Well I ended up having a day that was exactly like when Jesse decided to ride his motorcycle on the edge of the parking deck roof. Did I get the tattoo? Nope but read more to find out why not.

I do a lot of stupid things and I almost did one yesterday when I was about to get that tattoo. It's like how Jesse's friend came in town and starting making fun of him for losing his edge. Jesse used to be called Dr. Dare but his friend was like psh now you are more like Dr. Suess. Jesse was like F U punk I will take a dare and ride on the edge of that parking deck just like old times. This is a lot like me except my nickname used to be Cautious Chris because I didn't like dares. But me and Jesse both had nicknames.

So yesterday I felt like I had something to prove just like Jesse. Jesse went to ride his motorcycle on the edge of the parking deck - I went to the tattoo parlor. I was giving myself a pep talk the whole bus ride down there. Just reminding myself of how I am a badass and that soon I will be a tattood badass. Kind of like how Jesse wasn't barely afraid when he went back to the roof.

Well we all remember what happened to Jesse. He got on that ledge and he was about to ride again but he looked down and thought about his wife and family. Just then his wife ran up and started yelling at him so he decided not to ride. It was really mature of him. Well I was pretty mature myself if I do say so myself. Even though no one came to rescue me from the tattoo parlor, when the tattoo guy was turned around I got up and ran straight out the door and hid behind some piles of garbage for a few hours.

While I was back there I was just thinking about Jesse and about how he didn't have anything to prove. He already rode on that rooftop and he didn't have to do it again just to be cool. Just like me and the tattoo except that I have never actually gotten a tattoo. And Jesse realized that his family was more important than dying by falling off the ledge. Just like I realized that my family is more important than a tattoo.

Basically I learned a lot about what it feels like to be a grown up yesterday. It feels good to know that getting that tattoo wasn't going to make me one bit cooler than I am right now. Thanks (again) Jess-man.