Alex Zane

A deepening crease, a mitosis until one time is two.

This weblog is premised upon the possibility of conversion. It is not to be mistaken for the conversion itself.

My parents are musicians. I grew up in Los Angeles, nurtured on science fiction, sold on the Baptist gospel, sent off to Stanford with the charge of humane scholarship.

I'm now a philosopher working as a paralegal at a class action law firm.

I enjoy novel and effective forms of communication.