We got up early this morning to fly home. Patrice is a real sport. Not only did she accompany me on this trip so I could learn about tattoo removal and see a baseball game but she was willing to get up at an obscene hour to head home. As usual, I like to use my last post to show some unusual sights that I saw during the trip. This was a short journey so not a lot of photos.
I thought we went to Tampa, Florida? Looks like we are still in Los Angeles.And I thought WOMEN was plural?This was a sign we saw at a flea market at the St. Petersburg Pier. Isn’t all psoriasis handmade, locally?
But this last one has to be my favorite. On my way to the tattoo removal clinic, my Apple Maps instructed me as I exited the freeway, “Make a left turn at the next signal”.
Luckily I wasn’t sleep deprived and fail to realize that a left onto this one-way street would not be a good choice.
Enough for now, I need to get to work so I can pay for our next vacation.
Today it was back to spend some time with Loretta at Erasable Med Spa [4144 N Armenia Ave # 250, Tampa, FL 33607]. I got some more pearls from Loretta and her assistant Laura. This should make my work at Homeboy so much better and I am really excited to get back to my tattoo removal gig. They do all sorts of other treatments at the spa including “Cool Sculpting” (using cold to rid you of your fat), “True Sculp ID” (using heat to rid you of your fat), “True Sculp Flex” (get increased abdominal muscles letting the machine do your sit-ups for you), Avi Clear (for acne), weight reduction (using Ozempic), laser facials, and botox. Hmmm, should I leave UCLA and open a clinic? That is not going to happen but it was an intense two days of learning about tattoo removal here at the Erasable Med Spa. Look below to see with whom I spent the majority of the last two days working.
From left to right: Laura, Loretta, Me, Kyler, Liz, Jessica, and in the foreground, Ashley. It was a tough two days having to be around these women but you know I am so dedicated to Homeboy I just had to do it. Did someone ask about Patrice? Patrice who?
After spending all day with these ladies it was time to go back to my beautiful wife (quick recovery, no?) and do what we do best………….. GO TO DINNER!
We planned to have dinner at the hotel restaurant called Cane and Barrel. This didn’t sound too exciting but if nothing else it was convenient. Since we are scheduled to leave Tampa at 7:25 AM a late night out was just not what the doctor ordered. When we arrived we realized it was more of a bar scene than a restaurant so we decided to take a walk and see if we could find something more appealing. I told Patrice, “It’s good to get out and stretch our legs. Let’s explore the neighborhood!” After one block I had walked enough and we decided to eat at Oak and Stone, a self-proclaimed provider of “Artisan Pizza”. But the real draw to this place was the beer. They offered 48 different beers. You know what a connoisseur of beer I am (NOT) but you have to appreciate the look. See below.
48 different beers. Help yourself.
Here are my favorites.
Funky Buddha: For those who enjoy hip hop while they meditate. Eat My Schwarz: For those, who are stuck in the 70s and studied German in school.
And finally for our golfers
Otter Palmer: Yes, the sea animal who changed golf forever.
Instead of any of these, I had my usual favorite, Dihydrogen Oxygen.
We have an early flight to catch, so see you tomorrow.
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