Our dishwasher at work has suddenly waxed philosophical in the last two days. He keeps asking random philosophical questions as I'm running in and out of the dishroom. I never know what he's going to say next, or how in the world it connects to what we're doing at the moment. Maybe washing dishes is conducive to working out the questions of life. Who knows. Here are the four he asked me today:What is the relevancy of life?Do you consider yourself a liberal thinker?Some people think that the soul never dies...what do you think?Would you be opposed to Cossacks living in your city?
What in the world do Cossacks have to do with anything????