Shudder

2 minute sketches

"What is the meaning of this voyage to New York? What kind of sordid buisness are you on now? I mean, man, whither goest thou? Whither goest thou America, in thy shiney car at night?"

"Whither goest thou?" Echoed Dean.

We sat and didn't know what to say; there was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.

Self Portrait

" The days of wrath are yet to come. The balloon won't sustain you much longer. And not only that, but its an abstract balloon., You'll all go flying to the West Coast and come staggering back in search of your stone."