Sharpie, my precious. (a giveaway!)
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Ah, the Sharpie.
There’s nothing finer than a fresh sharpie and a blank piece of paper, or some underwear that need tagging.
I grew up with these things. Give me a Sharpie and a glass of tea, and I can conquer anything (at least anything that involved writing or marking of some sort). Of course, back then they called them “laundry markers” but we just call ’em Sharpies now. Like Kleenex. Coke. Q-tips. Sharpies are the standard of the permanent marker world and no wonder … they come in a rainbow of colors.
How did we ever make it with just black before? Thick. Thin. Chiseled. Some are even retractable–so cool. And soooo many more uses other than just marking laundry:
– signing your autograph
– fixing scuff marks on black shoes
– covering bleach stains on black clothes
– fake tattoos
– making your own temporary license tag
– writing things…
I could go on, but you get the picture.
My first boss, Elaine, got me really hooked on these. She always had a stockpile of them in the office, carried them everywhere. Used them for illustrations, writing, signing our checks and I’m sure she tagged some undies somewhere along the way.
She bought those Sharpies by the box. A WHOLE box at a time. It was like Christmas or something every time we got a brand new box.
Here’s the thing. Confession time. I always claimed one for my own. I took it. Snagged it. Hid it away in the dark crevices of my purse. Oh yeah, I carried it home but I always brought it back. It was mine. It was like precious goods. Like that ring in “Lord of the Rings,” “My precious …” (creepy, creepy, Sméagol–eeh!). Anyway, I think she always knew. You knew Elaine, didn’t you? You knew.
When I got married she signed the card that accompanied the wedding gift with nothing but … a Sharpie. Duh, duh, duh. Like a slap in the face, but I never broke … not until now.
Now I’ve outed myself.
The Po-Po might just show up any minute, so to make amends, I’m sending a fresh pack of rainbow Sharpies to Elaine. Watch for them, Elaine.
AND there will be another set for a random person who answers this …
If you were to give yourself a fake Sharpie tattoo, what would it be and where?
So tell all of your friends, countrymen or anyone who needs to mark up some stuff!
The oh, so fortunate winner of the Sharpie markers will be announced on Monday, August 17th, 2009. Same hat time, same hat channel. See you then.***Sorry. Giveaway is over.***
May the Sharpie live on forevah!!!
(This article and giveaway, are not in any way, shape, or form, promoted by Sharpie Pens. For all things Sharpie check out https://www.sharpie.com )
I love Sharpies, too! I have even colored dings on furniture with a black Sharpie. If I had a tattoo from a Sharpie, it would be 3 dog prints on my foot right above my pinkie toe. It would represent my love of my 3 precious children as well as my love of my 3 canine children. Wouldn’t it be so cute? I think I would use the hot pink, bright green, and a bold blue. AHHH, Sharpies!
I think we may be long lost sisters. For the past year… yes, YEAR… I have been coveting a limited edition set of Sharpies at Target. I go to Target often (aka like every other day) and when I do I go to the aisle and covet the sharpie set. I don’t know how many times I’ve put the set in my cart and then walked around the store, too consumed by the guilt of spending that much money on Sharpies that I really don’t need and end up putting them back. I’ve confessed this to my friend Jennifer many times, who thinks I’m an absolute freak. Now, the limited edition set is also at Costco, mocking me.
I think I would just color my entire body in sharpies versus getting a tattoo. I love them *that* much!
I’m a Sharpie fiend too. I horde them in an array of pretty pastels and have an especially strong affinity for the purple and pink hues. My boyfriend works with a web framework called “Django” and they have this hilarious unofficial mascot called the “Django Pony” (http://djangopony.com/) — I think I’d sketch one of those on my arm just for fun.
I have no idea what I would do so I polled my kids. Kyle has a picture of a dog that he doodled one time. He named it Joe. He says he would have Joe the dog on his bicep. Adam isn’t sure but he would like some sort of design on his upper back, from shoulder to shoulder. (I hope he never finds his way to a real tattoo parlor!) Jennifer would have a pink, blue and green butterfly on her arm. I don’t think I would do this but I think it would be kind of crazy to have eyes drawn on my eyelids so that it looked like my eyes were open even when I blinked. lol
My fake tattoo would be some super colorful old sailor type swallows on my shoulder blades. I know its toally been done but I wanted to use the different colors.
To show how weird I am… when I think of sharpies it reminds of 1. Chefs b/c they use them as tools to write on and mark off tickets (in a restaurant) 2. Plastic surgery/ radiation b/c they use them to write obnoxiously all over your body.
If I gave myself a sharpie tatoo it would be a green clover on my toe. Any toe.
the Provident Woman,
Would you believe that I know of 3 ladies from the same family who all recently got a green leaf clover tattoo on their wrist? Go for it.
Amy
A little star, icthus, or a pretty design on my foot -Abby
A heart, icthus, or little design on my foot or shoulder -Audrey
A smiley face somewhere on my back -Hope
A heart on my foot or ankle -Janie
An icthus or a cute little yellow fishy on my foot or shoulder -Leanne
I have Sharpie stashes all over the house (bedroom,kitchen,schoolroom,garage,in my teacher bag) where they can be retrieved at a moment’s notice and no one will snatch them. My tattoo would be a heart with my husband’s initials inside…probably on my ankle.
One of the best things about starting back to school is getting a new stash of supplies; the best thing being NEW SHARPIES! I do get a big multicolor box and they are wonderful. If I got a tattoo which I wouldn’t because I like change and I would hate to have something that I couldn’t change on my body. IF I did it would be a colorful butterfly on my ankle. I have grown butterflies for the last 4 years and they are such graceful animals.
I think if I were to give myself a Sharpie tattoo, I wouldn’t draw it myself. Why? Because I have the worst handwriting and drawing skills in the known world. I think I would have my sister Denise draw it because she has the best handwriting ever! I think it would simply be the word Free in small black cursive with green ivy, a pink flower and a brown cross. It would be located on the back of my neck. Why? Because I could conceal it for more formal occasions by leaving my hair down or show it if I wanted to by putting my hair up.
Cool Alli.
Amy
Love, love, love Sharpie’s and don’t leave home with out them. Just last week while packing for a trip to St.Louis I stuffed some in my bag just in case! As for the tattoo… a shamrock would be my choice. I was born on St.Patrick’s day and love the rich Irish heritage of the reformed faith… three leaves to also represent the special bond of a mom and two daughters.
Cindy,
Oh, how sweet. What a clever idea.
:-] Amy
Well for anyone that knows me you can probably guess what I’d tattoo- a bumble bee.
I’d make sure it has a zig zag flight pattern and I’d think it would be cute on my back shoulder blade.
I became a bee fan when I became a BigBEE 10 years ago. Sure doesn’t seem like I’ve been married that long.
I too am a Sharpie nut! I feel like a cheated on my permanent marker first love and just purchased a pack of BIC “sharpies”
during the tax free weekend. And a card just isn’t signed right if I don’t have a cool sharpie to decorate the inside and envelope!
I’m with Tyla — tastes change, & I might end up not liking an image down the road (color, style, body shape, whatever). The only idea I’ve ever seriously toyed with re: tattoos is (I can’t believe I’m saying this in a public forum!) permanent eyeliner. So maybe if I use a Sharpie to outline my eyes reeeeeeaaaalllly carefully, that would do the trick! : P
Butterflies are free and one has already landed! You guess the spot!
As for Sharpies, I used one yesterday to put Uncle Bobby’s name in his clothes at the nursing home. I borrowed one from the nurse’s station and was terribly disappointed to find that the point was not sharply pointed, as it had been used so much it had worn down, but it still wrote, the letters are just fatter. I thought of you and how excited we all got when we would open a brand new Sharpie or even a new Crayon pack. Everyone wanted to be the first to use it.
Maybe I’ll take a free pack to the nurse’s station.
Some way for me (and the whole wide world) to find out that my mom has a tattoo.
What in the world is happening? Reality as I know it has just changed. My mother has a tattoo? What? Is there also a Harley hidden in the garage?
That’s next week.
So Mom, can you see it yourself without a mirror?
Your curious and stunned daughter,
Amy
I would get the word “hope” tattooed on my left wrist. I’ve worked at a camp with that name, I work with children who sometimes only have hope to live on, and I have eternal hope!
I knew. I knew. But you have never been alone. Isn’t it NOP (normal operating procedure) to steal pens from your place of business? It’s the one’s who lift the staplers that really cross the line! LOL
Soooo,Betty. Is this true? Because I must say that I was pretty surprised as well. I can only imagine Carole and Amy’s heartbeats when they read your revelation! You know Mom wants a tattoo on her … Nevermind, I’ll let her tell you. I don’t know if a Sharpie is what she’s after; she’s looking for something a little more permanent. Amy, I must say I thought of you today when a teacher I work with showed me a supply drawer FULL of your treasures! (all BRAND NEW, but no multi-colors, just boring ol’ black…)
Whoa!! My son’s ma-in-law has a tatoo??!! Amy, maybe you should ask for family’s best keep secrets. I’m too chicken to have my ears pierced – much less a tatoo. I have tatoos on many body parts, but they are signs of age (I mean maturity). About sharpies, I have many colors. I have learned to hide the pens since my then young grandkids found them and tatooed each other. Good thing their parents were away for a few days – I had time to scrub and hide the evidence.