I love Britney Spears, as much as anyone who loves a train wreck. She's become a constant source of amusement for everybody lately. It's sad too (to an extent) because girlfriend used to be cute. As I often do when I'm bored, I doodle pictures of celebrities du jour, and recently I've discovered that even though many of my drawings of ol' Brit-Brit start off pretty mediocre, a few special touches always hit it right on the mark. I'll share this secret with you today. Look closely:
Do you see the similarity? Basically, by adding ridiculous sunglasses and a double chin, you can turn virtually anything into Britney Spears. My teacup, a bag of Cheetohs, and just for kicks, Justin Timberlake. That last one's pretty scary, ne? Originally I was going to include cheap extensions, but that just makes my job way too easy.
If I had a million dollars, I would buy a gigantic vat (even bigger than this one.. maybe big enough for a couple of people), fill it with rising bread dough, and take a nap in it. God, can you imagine how incredible that would be? Soft and warm and good smelling dough bed.
I had a funny thought today about sumo wrestlers and kewpie dolls. I thought it'd be funny to have a sumo wrestler kewpie doll, but as I was drawing it, I realized they're essentially the same body.
Last weekend I finally went strawberry picking in Nirayama. The Japanese must truly be secret gluttons, because why else would anyone invent "all-you-can-pick-for 30-minutes"? My friends and I vowed to eat 100 each, which is quite a feat, but not how you'd expect... the challenge isn't the time limit, but rather how much room you have in your stomach. You get really, really full around the 70-strawberry mark; by the time you get to 100, you're basically fighting to eat through the pain. After 30 minutes, we staggered out of the greenhouse with stained fingers and strained bellies, and if given the chance, probably would have passed out in a strawberry field, forever (ba-dum ching!).
Like a saltine.... Like a saltine.
Food pervades everything in Japan, especially television. Think of Iron Chef, and then think of every tv show as Iron Chef. Food's in your face all the freaking time. If there is no food, then it's not entertainment. Tonight I saw a show on the top ten conveyor belt sushi restaurants in the country. It was insane; there was a nigiri sushi with a 26cm long piece of toro. 26cm. That's my shoe size.
