I can always tell it’s the beginning of another semester when I’m reading for the millionth time either Descartes or the (very good) material on Jim Pryor’s site, or both (if it’s going to be one of those semesters). You, on the other hand, can always tell it’s the beginning of another semester when my posts get shorter and lighter on the content. It’s not my fault that I have to fit both sixty pages of Fear and Trembling and an hour of Queer Eye into one little Tuesday night, but I suppose we all suffer.