Everitt Foster is a non-practicing scientist, geological denomination, who converted to military history after undergrad, but has since entirely lapsed from academia. In 2010, after nearly a decade of almost solitary confinement in a tiny office with a pack of red pens and stacks of undergraduate essays, he lost faith and made a daring escape from graduate school. Eyewitnesses report that the breakout involved fending off a brilliant adviser, hurdling three committee members, and evading a clever dissertation. It also involved losing all but four friends. His most interesting publication involved Michael Foucault and Dexter Morgan; use your imagination, or read Dexter and Philosophy: Mind Over Spatter. He enjoys the outdoors (rocks and astronomy), the indoors (books and video games) and various mental pharmaceuticals (again, use your imagination). He lives in Texas. Mostly harmless. If found do not feed before midnight, caffinate regularly, and enjoy the ride.