I had an insomniac moment last week and I was lying on the couch desperately trying to find something to watch that would hopefully put me to sleep.  If it was not Tony Little jerking off to some new “pump me up device” it was some Mexican guy (didn’t this guy use to be a Japanese dude) trying to sell me some knife that was impervious to all known periodic matter (even kryptonite). As I lay there in a half awake and half asleep trance I could slowly feel myself nodding off and on as I changed the channel.  All of the sudden the terror began to hit my ears with a tremor that would have risen the Kraken.  IT WAS THAT ...