"You know the way everybody is into weirdness right now? Books in all the supermarkets about the Bermuda Triangle, UFO's, how the Mayans invented television, that kind of thing? Well the way I see it it's exactly the same. There ain't no difference between a flying saucer or a time machine."
"People get so hung up on specifics, they miss out on seeing the whole thing. Take South America for example. Every year in South America thousands of people turn up missing. Nobody knows where they go. They just disappear. But if you think for a minute, realize something: there had to be a time when there was no people right? Well, where did all these people come from? I'll tell you where: the future. Where did all these people disappear to: the past. How did they get there? Flying saucers, which are really, yeah, you got it: time machines."
...so that clip is downloading so I can rip the audio for an interlude, and I figure it's time for some junk food and caffeine, so I head out to the local 7-11. I'm in the store grabbing chips, Monster, japanese noodle dishes, etc. and then the local psych ward walks in. I'm talking a guy who keeps articulating nonsense and gutteral noises, an obsessive compulsive guy who keeps running back and forth between the candy shelf and the check counter arrange Reese's bars, a counselor and a third guy who follows the counselor around and gets (and gives) the occasional hug.
I check out, exchange a grin with the Middle Eastern guy who runs the place, hop in the car and what's on the radio? The Ramones. Pinhead.
"I don't wanna be a pinhead no more I just met a nurse that I could go for D - U - M - B everyone's accusing me."
Perfect!