Always two there are...a master and an apprentice...

So today, my pal Zemke is in town. Hopefully he'll give me a call so we can go hang out. Unfortunately, when he left a message, he neglected to leave a number. Damnit. And it's snowing again. In case you didn't know, there's upwards of six inches of snow on the ground, and it doesn't look like it will be going away any time soon. It's also been ass-cold, with temperatures dropping down to six degrees fahrenheit at night. Friday night, Aaron and I went over to Barnes & Noble, as is our want, in hopes of seeing my favorite bookseller. Alas, but she wasn't there. After that, we got some coffee and headed over to the grocery store for the purpose of purchasing some *ahem* beverages. Then we watched Shanghai Knights. It was quite humorous. Then we played some video games. In short, it was a fun, if uneventful evening. Last night, I went mullet-hunting at Wal-Mart. I was rather proud of myself, having bagged eight during the half-hour we were there. Several of them were the ever-trashy-yet-elusive femullet, or fullet for short. Today, Bower and I put together our epistemology presentation, and that was good. I suppose that just about sums it all up.

Update! Zemke was in fact in town, and we did in fact get together. I have become convinced that the best way to beat the Sunday afternoon blahs is to enjoy a fine helping of ale whilst having a leisurely philosophical conversation with a good friend. Because that is just what we did.