DON'T ASK FOR "THE SALT", IAN!

 





 WHAT DOES IT MEAN? ...... My reply: [Obviously, with two finger rubs of non-iodized salt, a nonsequitous allegory for the lost parameters of ex-Olympic has beens, trapped in a Purgatory of relics on pegboard and the 'destructs' of Antonioni's early 1970's Films, Ian.......There's a small cobalt salt cellar under the stairs, if you need to season this yourself, remembering that each granule of sodium chloride, with its associative inclusions, improves both flavor, substance and the virtual somethingness that aspires to Meaning........]

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