With no memory of who he is, and unable to wake up from his self inflicted nightmare, Asparagoose is living a quiet life in a metropolitan city. In his bones, he can feel that something is wrong. He shambles around his apartment, staring at the ornate, glass lighting hanging from the ceiling but doesn’t understand the connection. Nothing is out of place, but everything is out of place. If only he could wake up. Feeling displaced and losing the motivation to keep moving foreword, he begins rambling about things that can’t be real. At first, it’s basic street preaching condemning people to hell and the like. But soon, it turns dark as he rambles about events that can’t possibly have happened. In an attempt to help, his friend Lyle suggests cannabis, but when that proves ineffective, Asparagoose starts dabbling in harder substances.
The drugs are able to quiet his mind, for a time…but before long he has become hooked on blow. Eventually finding himself a part of the Wonderland Gang, he is an active participant in their sex-fueled, drug-laced crime spree. It all catches up to him when John Holmes rats him out, and an enraged Eddie Nash orders the gang dead. Lying dead on the floor, the camera pushes in to Asparagoose’s black eyes. Pushes in further into the starry universe, further into the Milky Way, further into our solar system, further into earth, further into the atmosphere, further into a hospital room window in the wetlands before finally settling on a desk. A single snow globe sits atop the desk. A webbed hand reaches into frame and shakes the globe before we cut to black.
Goose Week; and perhaps Asparagoose himself, is over.