A Rather Disturbing Comparison

While listening to the radio at work today, I heard what could potentially be one of the most terrifying comparisons I have ever encountered. The song is Jordin Sparks' "Tattoo", in which a woman compares her lover to a tattoo on her heart.

Now, at first this seems like a relatively nice, straightforward comment: you can tell that she is trying to say that he will be there forever, no matter what, which is kinda nice. Similar to the "handprint on my heart" line from Wicked, except nowhere near as cute and heartwarming.

Anyway, for some reason the metaphor really bothered me, and I don't know why; the only thing I could think of is that the imagery was kinda gross (a tattoo on someone's heart doesn't exactly bring up warm, fuzzy images). However, after thinking about the metaphor for a bit, I realized there are some some pretty disturbing, messed up things that could be implied about the lover through this comparison- some messed up things that may have really been on Jordin Sparks' mind. If these are considered when listening to the song, it could take on a pretty disturbing tone
(which, in my opinion would actually make the song better, but that's a matter of opinion)

First Time Using the Sewing Machine Alone.

Hey,
So, I figured for my next post, I'd detail a rather amusing, albeit embarrassing, event my life; the first time I used a sewing machine without anyone helping me. I needed to hem a scarf for the Undertaker costume I am slowly developing, and I figured I knew my way around the machine fairly well by now, so I decided to attempt it solo.