I’ve done a deplorable job at updating this blog regularly. School is partially to blame. But mostly, I just didn’t feel like I had anything groundbreaking to share. I’ve always been unsure about the purpose of Too Epic. The sole reason I made it initially was to fiddle around with making custom themes after my buddy Prashanth introduced me to Tumblr. What a curiously definite domain name for something assembled so haphazardly.
If you look at my scant postings over the past few months, they’ve all been links to things I’ve created. I figured: why bother sharing something unless it’s genuinely new. Why exert energy reshuffling information that’s already out there? So that’s what I did. Solemn, seldom submissions. Five updates over the span of five months. Not even 400 words.
I lurk pretty prolifically online. I follow just under a hundred Tumblelogs. I genuinely try to read every post. I scour the front page of Hacker News every day. I subscribe to fifty-odd programming and technology-related RSS feeds. I read them all. This past Tuesday, I had my wisdom teeth yanked. No physically strenuous activity for a week, the oral surgeon mandated. So I spent time browsing when I’d otherwise be out-and-about. My Safari history indicates I’ve read over a hundred Wikipedia articles in the past two days. About jellyfish and grafting and how capacitive touch screens actually work. I seem to be on a bit of a biology bender.
Tonight, things got a little out of hand. On a whim, I joined a turntable room with some high school friends, and I just couldn’t contain myself. There was so much information I wanted to share. And you know what? They were intrigued.
Readers, have you ever heard of Ernst Haeckel? What an incredible man. Sure, he was wrong about a lot of things. And like most nineteenth century Saxons, he was a big beardy racist. But boy was he prescient about some others:
Haeckel was a flamboyant figure. He sometimes took great (and non-scientific) leaps from available evidence. For example, at the time that Darwin first published On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection (1859), no remains of human ancestors had yet been found. Haeckel postulated that evidence of human evolution would be found in the Dutch East Indies (now Indonesia), and described these theoretical remains in great detail. He even named the as-of-yet unfound species, Pithecanthropus alalus, and charged his students to go find it. (Richard and Oskar Hertwig were two of Haeckel’s many important students.)
One student did find the remains: a young Dutchman named Eugene Dubois went to the East Indies and dug up the remains of Java Man, the first human ancestral remains ever found. These remains originally carried Haeckel’s Pithecanthropus label, though they were later reclassified as Homo erectus.
What a life. Look at these illustrations. They’re breathtaking. I just picked this one at random. They’re all this good:

I could go on, but I’ll stop. Here’s the point:
I’ve decided it is worthwhile to share the things I consume. Even if they’re a hundred years old. Even if it’s the tenth time you’re hearing about such-and-such today. Sometimes I’ll ramble. And I doubt I’ll be consistent. But I will be genuine. I want you to know what interests me and why. I want to maintain a public record of my mind. Because all of this information is beautiful. And the mere act of writing something, anything, is so inherently valuable.
Here’s to trying. I hope you stick around.
Let’s open those floodgates.