When Philip called to let me know that he was on his way home from work I asked him to get me some ice cream at the corner store. The only flavor they usually have (that I like) is cherry vanilla, but Philip called to say that they were out and read off what was in the freezer. I told him to bring some Blue Bell banana pudding ice cream instead.

A few minutes later when I was eating it that I used to feed Socrates this flavor ice cream right out of my own spoon... I kind of got the feeling that Socrates was giving me some acknowledgment from beyond.