Listening for the True Call

Without going into too much detail now, let's just say I am going to attempt some time travel. Here is a clue:

That's my friend Phil Hostak whose cigarettes, lighter, and patience are being imposed upon. The last time I saw Phil was almost ten years ago, when he mentioned that this cafe had been torn down and replaced by a Starbucks. (Watching this clip now proves that my recent suspenders-and-t-shirt combination is not quite the sartorial innovation it once seemed to me.)

Okay, that's it from me, for a few days anyway. Just remember: Every single commodity you produce is a piece of your own death!