imperically emperical

Great conversation tonight, almost as I had relived Socrates arguing with his students Plato and Xenophon while on the steps of the Acropolis. But, if empirical evidence still has a say, it was merely me and my two friends chatting over a cup of coffee: discussing exactly that: what is real evidence. I am telling you this happened, but the only evidence you have that my meeting happened tonight is me writing about it here in my blog. Do I carry enough trust in you, the reader, that I am telling the truth? Do you need to check my ATM card to see that I had purchased a decaf frappaccino? Do you need to take hair samples from the arm chair to prove I was sitting there this evening? Or maybe it is the saliva from my straw? All this which we will decipher through science, is merely just theory, like all science. Science is not "science" for lack of an explanation. We will, like we handle all theories, disprove one science theory after another, call the previous a farce, and the new idea a "break though." However, no one, or nothing, will or can disprove that my two friends and my account of being there tonight. In essence, we are the only three who can provide empirical evidence that we were at Starbucks tonight. After we disappear from earth, it will be just stories about the three wise men chatting over over cooked beans for coffee during one late spring evening in San Diego. Story becomes a myth. Than one day, far into the future, someone will question this myth if the event actually occurred at all. Maybe we should record it in someway, like this blog, and call it, say a bible, but I think that has some copyright issues. Yet this blog tonight is mere an account in writing by me. Maybe what I am actually writing is an account of my two friends Socrates and Plato, who if they won't stop throwing pebbles at me, I'm gonna clobber them with one of my Air Jerusalem's, right here on the steps.