in the summers of this rosy future,

let’s have air-conditioning everywhere we go, or else let’s have it nowhere. Me, I’m sick of readjusting. Fry-to-freeze is not the way to live. And I don’t know how you feel about it, but personally I want dry martinis served in the dentist’s offices––before and after the dentistry––and furthermore I want a better tasting pumice or whatever that stuff is.