Well Now That I'm On the Map...

This blogging stuff is addictive! (an addiction that is not fatal...already I'm proving myself wrong!)

I think therefore I am. I post therefore I exist. Well, no, you read my posts therefore I exist. I'm reading Sartre's Nausea and it's messing with my head. Literature will do that to ya. But damn it I exist. I exist. I exist. I do exist. I do exist...I do...I...do...do I...do I exist?

I've been pondering recently the old conundrum about the tree falling in the woods and in my present state of loneliness and near total solitude I wonder...if a Cin should fall and no one sees it, does it happen at all????