In the beginning there was Consciousness.
Consciousness was thinking,
“I wish I had something to do besides just think.”
Shortly thereafter there was a Big Bang. 607 more words
Daydreaming at the kitchen counter, the Doctor haphazardly gazed at Old North River’s receding tide, hoping his mood would not follow. The need to get a personal, close-up photo of Tweedy gnawed at his sense of certainty, despite the definitive proclamation, from the world’s most renowned naturalist, that the evidence presented thus far is conclusive of Tweedy’s survival. 705 more words
Life has been awesomely busy recently, with various weekends away (karate course and Sonisphere being the main ones recently) but I’ve also got rather into MOOCs again. 1,345 more words