...or Taste not the Pierian Spring...

The positive? Wondrous celebratory lunch today, replete with Guinness, oysters, salmon, and raspberries soaked in Grand Marnier. All gratis.

The negative? As Behan has said (and would say again), one drink is too many and a thousand not enough. If only a character of his ilk were available for an Olde Triangle sojourn now. Instead, must beleagueredly run out the afternoon clock amidst this sea of papers. Tomorrow - and Alexander's birthday - will hopefully not involve such a rude interruption to smart beginnings.

Today can be remembered as my serving official notice to the world on the firm intentions to take the Golden Journey. Sadly, we can't leave tomorrow. But the clock is ticking, loudly. And the great day doth approach.