A Question of Cannibalism
月曜日, 2月 27, 2006

I Love Him

Although the Dockers/Eagles game on the weekend was over by halftime, the last 3 minutes provided some fantastic soundbites from the commentators. Lucky, because the rest of the game they were shocking. Anyway:

"Oh, he's a great young player. I love him."
"Love's a strong word."

Beautiful. Winks in the shower room, playful towel fights, an accidental brush by the lockers. Footy fags.

The second line was either opportunistic rehearsal, or a gem of on-the-spot wit. Ben Cousins eluding a Matthew Carr tackle:

"Cousins runs away from Carr... been a bit of that lately."

Classic. Benny, you're a dog. 

You've seen the animals, now eat them!

Taking a night bus from Sapporo to Abashiri saves on accommodation and downtime, so the next step was back to the big city to hike out to the Sapporo Brewery/Museum. Despite appearances to the contrary, it was never used to burn Jews.



The museum was OK; lack of English translations made it all a bit much. The best, as often is the case at these kinds of places, was the retrospective of advertisements and containers through the yeats. Some of the old banners were striking and impressive, and the Sapporo girls also showed interesting changes in style and culture.





Next stop: downstairs for the all-you-can-gorge lamb "Genghis Khan" barbecue and all you-can-drink Sapporo. Their beers were really good straight off the tap. No memorable flavour, but very refreshing and crisp. Went well with the food, but tastes shit out of a can.




Back to the big city for some wandering around and checking out the fucking cold snow festival. It's the international year of exchange between Japan and Australia, apparently, and they had a massive snow replica of Flinders St Station. Which may impress you if you have ever seen it. I haven't. The dude at the front of the photo playing keys is not made of snow.





Had a coffee and a cocktail in a little cozy joint and then spent 2 hours in a bath, stole their towels, and jumped on the cinderella express to Abashiri. Where the erotic adventures of Hercules will continue.


 
For too long, puritanical love-monkeys have been talking ill of one of our little planet's most time-honoured gastronomical past-times. Have YOUR say in reclaiming your right to eat your friends. If god had meant us not to eat human flesh, why did he make it so damn tasty?

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