I'm full of crap. I
I'm full of crap.
I have a beta of the next version of ktheory.com on my hard disk, and I showed it to my Dad.
He said I was so full of crap.
"Thanks Dad. Why don't you tell me what you really think?"
"I mean, this what you've been doing the past four hours?"
He was just kidding though. He knows I enjoy working on my web page, but he can think of more "productive" things I could be doing. It was funny.
I have another Theory of Knowledge paper up. It's pretty weird - I talk about my belief that nothing is true. Not formally, however, I kind of skirt around it, and touch on it a little.
P.S. Today is my father's birthday. Happy Birthday Dad! I love