A Field of Butts

We went to the mall yesterday and I saw these butts. I couldn't not take a picture, so... Also, the models have articlated fingers. That is to say, the models that have hands; those models can hold things and whatnot.
Also, this is one of the prettier shrines I saw on the way to the supermarket, where I got some rice and other basics. 醤油 is soy sauce, by the way. Pronounced "show-you".
As for the swastika: don't worry. The Japanese are not secretly Nazis or anything. The swastika is a symbol for rebirth and has been a part of the Buddhist religion for longer than Germany has existed.
(Edit: Josh has informed me of some stuff that's prompted me to poke around a little more. Upon further research - read that as "Wikipedia" - I've discovered that it has a sackload of meanings, partly because it was developed independently all over the world. It apparently happens naturally when you start weaving baskets or something)

Next up is the two girls who have been assigned to keep me out of trouble. They've done a pretty good job so far, and one of the them has a Wii and Brawl. Can you guess which one?
And as far as I can tell, yes, all Japanese girls wear this much makeup. But they do so in a fairly decent manner, as you can see.

And there's my rice cooker. Paid $65 for that thing. It was the cheapest one they had by about $20, and I think I saw one for $500, but I may be confused. It makes rice, and it's tasty, so I'm not complaining too much. Actually, it keeps it edible overnight, too. Biggest improvement over the $10 one you buy at Fred Meyer: Teflon. The bowl is nonstick, which makes it much easier to get rice out of.
By the way, that rice cooker is sitting on top of the washing machine. I'm going to see if I can find some of the cubes - like Jes has in her room - here or maybe try and convince her to send me some.