The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
~ Yeats

Currently up to no good at Stanford, nominally doing Math and Philosophy. Maintaining a blog like this is good for the soul——and good writing practice. See my effortposts for researched pieces.

Discussion of what I did over the summer
A poem about making dumplings with my mother
When walking around Lake Lagunita and taking in the scenery...
Some thoughts on my latest hobby
Reflection    DJ
When cycling through SF on a sunny Saturday afternoon
A CFR-style explainer/backgrounder to perhaps the most important ETS in the world