My mind is tired

A solid day and a half of philosophy of math is fun, but exhausting. Topping it off with 3 hours of reading (Aristotle and Kant) has turned my brain into a mush not dissimilar to creamed corn.

I think I'm going to go for a bike ride, so maybe you people will get some pretty pictures of Fall in rural Indiana. There is also a very real chance of a pumpkin pie recipe later on, because pumpkin pie is, in fact, the objectively best kind of pie, and Fall is all about pumpkin pie. In the meantime, read this:

The thing about the drive to have bigger houses and bigger cars for you dollar that's helping cause the suburbs to blow up (I don't imagine that's the only factor, but here in Austin it's certainly a biggie) is that I, like Jeanne, doubt very seriously that it's doing much to help people pursue happiness and in fact is probably working against them. I know that when the ex and I lived on the outskirts of Austin for a year--not even the suburbs really, just the city limits--we were getting to be pretty miserable. The traffic alone was a huge issue

Also, the new Wallace and Gromit film is quite funny, especially if you've seen their shorts.