I have a friend named Bull who got his first tattoo a few years back. Then his second, then his third, fourth, fifth and so on, and it seemed that with each new inking less and less consideration was going into what was going on his body. That’s not to say his ink isn’t gnarly, because it is, but it is to say that, like anything else, one gets addicted to the practice. And I think that’s what’s happening here:
Update: Chris also wrote about this over at his day job.