I've had a few beers myself tonight, and one Jello Shot.
I think the last time I was on Sixth Street some months ago my brother who lives up there (and is now married, again) and his band played at some club. It was cool, the stage was up on the roof/patio. I helped my brother unload his drum kit and while waiting the hour until they got to go on, I went a few business' down to The Black Cat? and got a tattoo on my shoulder.
It reads, "Keep Austin Weird."
That was my 24th tat, I think. I'd have to count again, not sure I can count that high. I think I only have ten fingers, thumbs included.