Well this has been the most unproductive summer ever. I mean it. I've done nothing of importance other than have a good time. I haven't read a single new book, written an original article or made anything of note.
And I drank a lot of beer. A lot of it.
Just finished watching a docu about Stephan Hawking called A Brief History of Time which left me more depressed than I already had been. I don't know if I subscribe to the Big Crunch Theory but if it is true; how many universes were there before us?
How's everything on your end?