Imagine this if you will.
You wake up on a chiropractic nightmare of a couch (more like a bench) in your friend’s studio. Since he’s old and busted and still sleeping, you decide to make tracks for some bloody marys downtown. Upon reaching the cross road right before the river you see what looks to be……..well you have no idea what it looks to be. It’s too early, and somehow your eye sight has been damaged from sleeping on that damned couch. As it gets closer you realise that it’s a bundle of balloons, tied to what looks like a water bottle making its why down the street like there’s a tiny little space clown driving it. By the time you get your camera out, this seemingly piloted vessel has already crossed right infront of you and blocked by a local fence. As you approach for a closer inspection, you think to yourself, “Well this is fucking random, I wonder where they came from?” Before there is any real chance of answering this question, they float up over the fence and accompaning house right back on to the street and continue on their merry little way.