Monday, June 08, 2009

The Vegas Sketches Never Stop!

I keep digging up more sketches. With my Fujitsu ScanSnap S300M I just load 'em in and let 'em fly. Now, don't get me wrong. I love ass and cupcakes as much as any man, but in Vegas every sign has a giant half-naked buttocks on it. You come around a corner and POW! another ass, bigger than life! I remember one summer in New York City there was a billboard ad in all the subway stations of a half-naked woman actually bathing in a giant margarita with her legs up in the air sticking out of the glass. Vegas takes that sentiment and just pumps up the ass-volume 200 percent. Everywhere you go you're on an escalator or moving walkway behind a pair of Americans weighing 1200 pounds combined and drinking frozen daiquiries out of three-foot tall souvenir cocktail bongs. You avert your eyes from the seven-foot ass-width in front of you but everywhere you look it's ass, ass, and more ass. Christ, I'm glad to be back in Oakland where the ass is served in regular portions.


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