3 DAYS DEAD

I was aimlessly wandering around my garage for an answer about the infinite possibilities one might encounter searching for free entertainment on the internet. Then by chance? A book mysteriously fell into my obscene hands.

'Against Method' by Paul Feyerabend, who defended the idea that there are no methodological rules which are used by scientists. Feyerabend viewed that science would benefit from a 'dose' of theoretical anarchism.

Feyerabend was also critical of falsificationism. He argued that no interesting theory is ever consistent with all the relevant facts.

Why am I telling you this? Perhaps it's the change of weather (the 'apocalypse' is really the greenhouse effect), I used to hate warm weather and the sun (being the cheery Londoner that I am!) Perhaps I'm getting older (I am) but I do like the warm weather and the sun!
Searching for a place of recluse in my garage, which has always been my favourite place of the home. I imagined that this will be my place for free and clear thoughts.

I have been engrossed in 'Against Method' I don't recall 'obtaining' the book. It has not been cataloged by me. There is no receipt.

I am confused. I ponder questions like this on a seemingly increasing daily basis.
Was the book placed in my hands by accident? How did it fall into my hands? There were no boxes which were open. Everything is enclosed in a Rubbermaid sealed container. Thanks Rubbermaid!
I think it is a sign of things to come.
One as myself needs to experience more theory on a daily basis. I also need to assimilate myself in the warmth of the sun, without getting overexposed in the seemingly crowded path of human obsolescence.
Sorry for rambling on. I really miss the sun today.
I need warmth.
Conspiracy theorists unite.
Jack.