I was a PhD student in something that was not physics. Because I am a physics moron. I once cried because of a physics class. Okay, I was 16 and it had more to do with a boy, but there were tears and a physics class.
This blog is an experiment in my own ability to keep up with something on a regular basis. Goldfish are a lot of trouble. If the blog dies, I won’t feel guilty about it. But I’m going to try. And I’m hoping it’ll help me in the long run. I tend to ramble and get off on tangents. I need to stop doing that, so here’s my best effort.
I will borrow heavily from: history, music, sports, theatre, photography, pop culture, travel, beer, ships, books, language, space, and religion.
(What can I say, the story comes around in the end. Not in any Hollywood ending kind of a way, but at least the word can be spoken in my presence again.)
The long and short of it? I like to know stuff; this is me learning stuff.