Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, Expelled Philosopher, and Maladroit Luthier Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. "Sent down" from Oxford. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
It's 2 A.M. in Los Angeles, you've just surfed some "evening glass" [night waves], burned about 900 calories, are still on East Coast time, and hungry. There's really only one place to go. Well, until now.