I’m listening to an album called “Deconstruction” by the Devin Townsend Project.  It’s brilliant.  Love it.  Most people will not like it.  Some will totally hate it.  But, I love it.  It’s a 70 minute journey of a man examining his place in the universe and finding that he was seriously self-indulgent and self-important.  It’s serious, but at the same time, it’s funny because the guy comes to see that he’s about as significant as a cheeseburger in the grand scheme of things.  I think.  Or maybe it’s that he realizes that life can be boiled down and reduced to eat, love, poop.  And, cheeseburgers take part in at least two of those.