When you imagine the future, what taste do you think of?
Is it metallic, the taste of spoons? Is it pure and clean, the taste of filtered water? Perhaps the opposite - do you imagine a clotted taste of dirty water with floaties?
Do you imagine the taste of coca cola? Of vaginal mucous? Of staplers? Of golf balls?
Questions like this haunt me.
Posted by pearce at March 1, 2006 5:39 PM