Ugh. I mean—if not for that lettuce! I’d be tanked! Of course, the Peels I drank were pink, so maybe that saves me a bit. Maybe.
It was Larry Ferrari’s birthday and so several of us tromped over to the Nordan-Ferrari haus, where we dutifully attempted to not spill things on the carpet, and where we were compelled—as by an unseen, malevolent force—to do so. (There was also a ritual watching of Ruben Studdard’s “Sorry 2004,” complete with sing-a-long).
I like to draw food and consumables sometimes—one of the first cartoons I ever did was about all the yellow food I was eating.* I’ve got nothing on Kate Consumption, though, who over at Obsessive Consumption dutifully details everything she buys—including the results of the purchasing, going as far as to draw her credit card bills! I am both enchanted and horrified by this, much like I felt yesterday after I realized I was walking along humming “Honky Cat.” Kate’s motto is “Consume/Make/Document,” and I think that’s an admirable and completely fun goal.
*And, gross. One day I will re-scan and re-size all those old images so they don’t look so fractured and doofy. I had no idea what I was doing back then.
so what’s the budget on the “Peel” drink?
I know it’s wrong that I think this looks like a great day of eatin’, but I do think that, I really do. Your Swensen’s ice cream glass is perfection.
What’s perfect is the powdered donut. Seriously, I’m going to get a tattoo of that. On my butt.
Both your powdered donut and your bagel have suggestively obscene lines.
Maybe that’s why Sally wants to get inked up.
What’s wrong with humming “Honky Cat?”
(uh…yeah…I said that…(shrug))
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