There's Nothing Silly About My Life...

Just got back from winning a resounding win at trivia tonight. We've been on a bit of a bad streak, you see. Just myself and another fellow whomping upon the competition helped put all the other embarrassments behind a bit, I think.

Also just saw a video of Star Wars dubbed in French, but with subtitles that displayed various quotes from Sartre, all existential and angsty. Hilarious. Makes me wish I had kept reading philosophy after I got the degree so that I could have amassed a much larger library to spoof upon in my noggin. As it is, I tend to forget what I did yesterday. Good thing the present is the only thing that exists, or at least my perception of it. I'm afraid my thought process has traveled back one hundred years and rolled through the Chunnel at this point. Such are the liberties we philosophers take.

This has been brought to you under the influence of, most recently, an oak aged Imperial IPA from Southern Tier. Southern Tier: if Heaven were a beer festival, St. Peter would continuously be putting ribbons on these guys.