Bits and pieces, posted from Vancouver.

First the really important thing: if you haven't done it yet, write some letters (or send some faxes) to save the Tripoli six. You'll be glad that you did something to stand up for truth and fairness.

Less life-or-death, but still worthy: Shelley Batts from Retrospectacle is up for a Student Blogger Scholarship, and you can vote for her here.

Now, I'm off to meet John Wilkins for lunch. From our phone conversation:

John: You know what I look like?
Me: Kind of like an albino gorilla?
John: That's an old photo ...

More soon!

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You're here, too! Boy, you philosophers really know how to bring the rain. It's been perfect weather until you kids showed up. We were getting confused and disoriented. Vancouverites just don't know how to handle too much sunlight.

That's us philosophers. We bring clarity to the laity, confusion to each other, and rain to the sunstruck. And alcohol to our lips.