Last week, I promised details for those of you interested in following my weird eating adventures on the radio. And because I am a man of my word, here they are.First, the rough news: my segments on 103.7 The Mountain–my three minutes of fame–will be airing at the wholly obscene hour of 7:45 in the morning on Thursday–a time when any gastronaut worth his gout stool ought to be doing nothing but sleeping off last night’s fun. Unless, of course, said fun was so extraordinary that he’s still awake. Or has just posted bail. Or, for some reason, is trying desperately to make it to some killer hash-house breakfast before the morning rush descends.And while I am firmly of the belief that there is absolutely nothing so terribly important happening at seven-whatever in the morning that can’t decently wait until, say, 11am to be dealt with, the good(ish) news is that at least my little audio kickball game will be taking place every Thursday at 7:45. That way, I figure at least a few of you out there in Hotcakesland might be able to schedule your meds, tune in during your tragic morning commute or adjust your meth cooking schedule in order to listen in once in awhile to me and host Sean Demery jawing about fish fries, sandwiches and sushi.As for me? Yeah, I am never going to be awake early enough to hear myself on the radio. But that’s cool. I’ve always got the voices in my head to keep me company.