I’m in China. It’s the middle of the night. I’m in a hotel with one channel that has English. It’s some sort of an On Demand thing with one show and 22 episodes. I’m on Episode 15. I watched the first 10 the last time I was here. I only have eight to go. I’m sort of rationing them now, saving them for when I really need them.
This is sort of the thought process a starving man has when he knows the end is near, savoring each insect, each opportunity to eat. It’s not the quality of the food, but the fact that it is food, and it’s available.
It’s “Everybody Loves Raymond”. I never watch it when I’m in the States. But, I also never eat insects. I must be a desperate man.