It has come to my attention that some think the last post is about my dad.  Though funny, it is incorrect.  My father, alas, is no philosopher.

Notes from the Underground is a brilliant piece of existentialist literature published by Fydor Dostoyevsky in 1864.

The text in the previous posts come from excerpts that my 17 year old self highlighted upon reading it for the first time.

It’s a wonderful read and very short, about a hundred pages or so.  Read it, you’ll laugh.