April Fool’s Day. Another one of our least favorite holidays. Fair warning: if anyone tries to play a joke on the Chop, we’re going to start punching cocks. It will be your own fault if your cock gets punched.
Don’t get us wrong. We love jokes. We even love jokes on us any other day of the year. But this April Fool’s shite is kind of like the Tooth Fairy… you should have outgrown it by the time you hit middle school.
It’s been a while since we’ve seen any tattoo themed art, and it’s been even longer since we had anything to do with Pigtown. Washington Village might as well be over the Berlin Wall, as far as we can tell. In fact, it’s doubtful we’ve been there socially since the days of the Virgin House. Which was a long, long, long time ago.
The Chop actually did consider Pigtown when we were house-hunting last Summer. It’s an up-and-coming, artsy neighborhood, you know. Problem is, when we put our boots on the ground, we saw mostly all the same junkies and alcoholics hanging on the corners that we remembered from 15 years ago. It’s one of those spots that’s always up-and-coming but never actually coming up.
We wish all the best to 788 though, and we’re excited to see what’s up. If they keep curating and installing stuff like this, maybe they can finally tempt the rest of us over the Berlin Wall once in a while.