Friday night I helped a friend track down a bug in project with C#. The problem turned out to be the call to a database library returning a 64 bit integer as the result of a select count statement. A 64 bit integer seems a little excessive to me for that purpose. Regardless of my opinion on the matter, C# doesn't know how to explicitly cast that to a string or a 32 bit integer. Which I also think is kind of dumb, but YMMV.

Saturday, I wrote a good deal of my piece on justice and prostitution. I'd written an outline earlier in the week but ended up using none of it. I really ought to go back and re-read Aristotle's chapter in the Ethics on justice. It's good stuff and covers almost everything present in present debates on the subject.

I also went running Saturday. My progress is kind of negative on that front. I'm down to running less than 3 miles. On the other hand, I'm actually running the distance. I can cover over a mile at a pace more akin to a lope than a trudge which is how I worked my way up to 6 miles, trudging along.

I also spoke on the phone with a good friend who moved away relatively recently (for certain definitions of recently). Turns out that he may have a girl friend. He related bits and pieces to me but didn't really have time to talk for long. He promised to call later in the evening or the next day but didn't get around to it. This is quite understandable given the circumstances he's currently in.

Sunday was a very long day. It began with washing dishes and toasting walnuts. These tasks were followed by attending the divine liturgy, chilling out at coffee hour for a bit, and then collecting my wife and kids to head out to my wife's brother's house in the exclusive northern suburbs for an easter dinner with her family. We brought chips with a black bean dipping sauce, a bottle of sparkling grape juice, green beans with toasted walnuts and a six pack of Christian Moerlein  's Emancipator doppelbock. I'd tried to find their Barbarosa but failed. Emancipator was so-so. It was decent, but not to my liking all that much. My wife, however, quite liked it as did my brother-in-law. My father-in-law sided with me on the question. The menfolk had a pleasant time hanging out on the driveway while playing with fire deep frying a turkey while the womenfolk ventured forth to the newly opened Ikea. Conversations tended to be deeper than normal. The largest downside is that I didn't get as much done as I would like to do, including finishing my essay. That would have to wait for Monday morning.

Which brings us to Monday morning. This, indeed, is Monday morning.