One thing I’ve noticed is that one of the few constants in the Universe is the food talk in the middle of the night. This might be because I’ve always hanged around places where a lot of people are in a different timezone. You know, minus 5 hours or more — or should that be less?

But nothing, nothing is more dangerous than This Life That We’ve Built Is Deadly. I want to eat everything they post and at 3AM that’s a loaded weapon of despair and depravity and hunger.