-
Celebrate good times. Come on.
It’s hard to sit down and apply myself when all I want to do is put on a fez and do backflips like an organ-grinder’s monkey.
Objects have lost their practical applications. Bananas are no longer for eating but for drum solos. The shower is no longer a device in service of hygiene but a mystical indoor rain-machine.
When I put my finger on the pulse of America it sounds like a series of happy beeps, pops, fizzes and doodly-doo’s.