I’ve been listening to a series of lectures by The Teaching Company entitled “Great Ideas of Philosophy,” and in a couple of lectures the Professor identifies a recurring Problem known as the “Brain in a Vat” problem. It has to do with the nature of Experience and the value we place on Events in our …

A short entry this time. I forgot to mention my truly first encounter with the opposite sex, which was very brief. I was about 10 years old. It was summer. I was hanging out at the public swimming pool all the time. Typically there was a girl there named Tandy who went to the same …

Shortly after I dropped out of Asbury College, I moved in with my extremely anxious, perpetually worried Granny Mabel. She tended to dote on me and bail me out of any bad situation I got into, which contributed to my laziness and lack of responsibility in later years. In any case, it was a depressing …

In almost every regard, when I go out in public, I have the appearance of a homeless person. My brown hair is unkempt because I rarely comb it, even after I get out of the shower. I have hazel eyes. My chin is covered by a perpetually scraggly beard, since because of lack of hormones …

Today I will institute a another series: Nostalgia, or fond rememberings of the past. The first thing I would like to talk about is an activity I was fascinated with up until I graduated High School. That activity was creating computerized animation, of all kinds. I used to be quite prolific at it, although not …

Last night I dreamt that I died. I was on coke and heroin in the dream. It was in high school, and I was having withdrawals and didn’t want to go to school. Granny Mabel grabbed me and asked me in a very exaggerated, pronounced way if I was on drugs, like some stereotypical sitcom …