Everyday I wake up and wonder when the fuck I’m going to get out of this cockroach suit, I mean its been days, or maybe week … come to think of it I can really remember when I end up flat on my back in this cheap hotel room. I’ve given up trying to right my self, you’d think will six legs I’d my merrily on my way under the refrigerator. Lately I have been having these nightmares. I hear this long winding hiss. Then I see the Orkon Man looming above me. Then I wake up. Well sort of.