the artist's box

chapter 5- shades of memory

California! the place where all good things go...to DIE!

not to be down on the old CA, but that is the tag line that is forever and ever stuck in my head about the large, backwards banana shaped state. that and earthquakes. and stupid cow comerecals. i mean, if the cows are not running from the GROUND OPENING UP UNDERNEATH THEM, but they are running from a little black RAIN CLOUD, i don't WANT to drink their milk. or cheese. thank you.