A love story.
David Lee Scales and I recorded another podcast yesterday morning. It felt, to me, like we had recorded one the day before that and the day before that as well. A non-stop, one-after-another, unbroken string blurring right into each other like a Kelly Slater produced Bad Religion song (read here).
These days, man. Flying. Going by so fast, too fast, and I wondered, out loud, at the beginning of the show, if our perception of time is not tied directly to our tastes.
To wit, at this point in my life my favorite foods, in order, are: 1) anchovies 2) whiskey 3) vodka 4) blue cheese 5) horseradish.
When I was a child, though, time moved so slowly. A summer would last a seeming three years. The school year a full thirty.
And when I was a child my favorite foods, in order, were: 1) Corn Pops 2) Lik-m-aid Fun Dip 3) Toaster Strudel 4) Eggo Waffles 5) Funyuns.
Time passage, or the perception thereof, must be tied to taste, no?
The fountain of youth a highly addictive talc-like powder licked off a stick not gross stink?
David Lee and I also discussed The People’s™ sponsorship of Caio Ibelli and I can’t remember.
Fun Dip time.
Listen here now or later.*
*Now n’ Laters were, and are, gross.