Occasional Holy Man, Maladroit Carpenter, and New Wave Bassist Offering Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. Champion of the Oxford Comma [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.