I’m looking at my last post, and it’s nagging at me – there’s something more to be said about that. Walking into the Sony Music Store, past their racks of CDs, and buying a CD from the Starbucks that’s INSIDE The Sony Music Store. I feel like I’m looking at an MC Escher print of interlocking lizards in a house where every which way is up. Incidentally, ‘Every Which Way Is Up’ is the title of the nevermade Clint Eastwood fistfightflick that takes place in outer space.

Google salami + missile, and I think you’ll be surprised!