Dreams Of Noise

For all I know, they may have some at the next Hot Party at Philcon. Or make up a batch and bring 'em.

I never tire of embarrassing mcoletti by telling the story of how I passed him a tub of habanero brittle (take a recipe for peanut brittle; replace "peanut" with "habanero" throughout) and he reached in and ate a piece without thinking about it. The fun part was the look of impending doom on his face when he realized that the room had gone quiet and everyone was staring at him.