Yes. Did you like that last one? Very funny, I thought. Champagne?

White Zin for me, thanks. Well, or Not Necessarily a Cosmic Convergence (who's afraid of synchronicity?)

Hand me a beer, will ya?

Exactly! Why not convergence? Have some Gouda?

I still don't get it. I mean, who 
was I supposed to be?

Can you just reach me a Bud . . .

More champagna! Ein prosit!

Ja ja! Der koenig alle weine!

OR -->  Writing with My Eyes Open (I still like that one.) To me, it's all about the visual.

or: Never Talk to Strangers (did you ever hear Waits and Bette Midler do that tune? dyn-o-mite.) It's about play, to me.  Academic fun! Boy, does this field need it.

Yes! Experiment! Multiplicity. The verbal and the visual and the drama. Hold this glass, Harpo--I'll juxtapose with you later, yuk yuk.

Thanks, just a ...

But really, what's with the pictures 
interrupting all the time?

I never cared for the Cubists. 
So Modernist. Tsk tsk.

Cue the beer, please?