It was mostly a joke when I came up with it, but the more I thought about getting quotation marks on my fingers, the more perfect it sounded. I am such an outright abuser of air quotes, and how obnoxious would it be to hook my fingers and already have the quotes be there?
So that’s where I was last Saturday, having ink hammered into my fingers.
I mentioned to Henry that the meaning was two-part, because it was also an homage to writing, at which point he said, “Don’t even try to pretend there’s meaning behind it. You’re just doing it to be an asshole.”