So I'm seeing bus stop ads everywhere for a new animated movie called "Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs" with pictures of people standing under an umbrella with looks of wonder in their eyes as meatballs fall from the sky, and the ex-vegetarian in me immediately starts thinking, "what kind of animal is being butchered, ground and processed in the clouds up there, and what does this book entitled To Serve Man REALLY mean?"
Now I'm going to tuck into a nice chunk of Chateaubriand, if you don't mind.
(Title comes from another unfinished tune from the Granite Countertops album, which is coming along nicely. More to come.)
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