I worked three nights over the weekend, which was just what I needed to get my butt out of the lazy mode I was in. After a good sleep in my own bed with the kitties today, I biked to the bay and sat under a mossy tree to read John Locke's rationalist theory on knowledge. The sun shone. A stiff breeze blew off the bay. Geese migrated overhead. Locke was a very welcome voice of reason after taking months to muddle through Descartes' god-centered theory of existence.
Tonight I'll be enjoying another voice of reason. My new hero is Temperance Brennan, the uber-rational star of Bones, along with all the uber-smart squints who work with her.