For my whole life, I have wished that I lived in a house with the interior of a 1960s futuristic spaceship.
This is a dream that probably should have died when I was 12, but alas the dream lives on with splendid intensity and clarity!
Ideally the exterior would look something like this:
Less trees and more stables for
horses and unicorns would be preferable.
Incidentally, this would satisfy my other dream of living in a regal palace in the hills of Narnia.
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Once you step through the mighty wooden portal though, you would enter a new world of sterile white wonder.
Based on Stanley Kubrick's actual home, I imagine.
I don't know, maybe I spent too much time in hospital when I was young. Maybe I just watch too much science fiction?
I would like to know why the world looks less futuristic, now that we live in the actual future?
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Here is what the living space would be like:
Everyone needs a circular mirror in the living room
I would like to wake up in the morning, get my coffee out of a magic hole in the wall, and have my dehydrated space meal served on a metal tray with special dividers.
It would also be cool to have a murderous robot eye talk to me in a beguilingly soothing voice.
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And lastly the bedroom:
Back when all you needed was an
enormous calculator and a novel on your desk
I'm not sure my girlfriend would appreciate this as our bedroom, but hey, she can go somewhere else and I'll just talk to her on my awesome grey telephone. Maybe later I'll get drunk on the various bottles of space liquor and watch colour TV!
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