February 22, 2010 by vinylburns
Hello my futuristic children,
As we plunge toward our extinction, I wonder what we will notice along the laser encrusted chunnel to oil depleted nothingness. Which delicious hard wired trinkets of silicon playtime will we be most attached to as the coal faced sun sets on our imminent past?
For me, it’ll be my silver and bronze honda hybrid motorcycle.
A gift from Izzy Ibeena, diamond tycoon who owned the Greek casino I did a 14 month run in back in 91, it simply reminds me of the olive soaked party year I spent in his company.
So, for your pleasure and information… a movie.
Perhaps you expected more? Nope… it’s the real future ladies.
Peace and tomorrowness