When the wind blows, does the tooth not hear the sound of one hand clapping?

Today I could have gone just about anywhere I wanted to go, and I chose Superpit. I hunted alone, so I had a lot of time to ponder fossils and the universe. I even thought of a cool title for the trip :-) Anyway, hunters were hunting in the pit itself, though, so I had to leave without so much as a serration in my pockets. I decided to go back to one of my old haunts to finish out the day. The golf course has a place where a little more digging can be done so that's where I went. It took a while, but I finally unearthed a small meg. Its got great color, but no serrations. It is whole, though, and that's all that matters. Soon after, a much larger one gave itself up to my shovel. I didn't find out until I got it out of the ground, though, that it was peeled :-( I hate that! Its so awesome everywhere else except where it really counts. Oh well. Next week is Aurora, so I'm hoping my lucky streak will continue.