That every like is not the same...

Fielded the first headhunter call earlier this week, but alas, my heart was not in for a trip to Muscat, Oman, at this juncture. But always good to know such opportunites are out there and can be seized when the time is right. Elsewhere, Operation Omega saw some Irish musings delivered to the Parisian Shakespeare and Company shelves and the book "Trombone". Yes, you do get points for randomness, madam.

Off to rent a car and drive the low road to Moncton once again, and perhaps a few more random laughs with Ms. Zek. Then the annual bike tour - break out the 15-foot inflatable rabbit, I say. The time until the Cuming-Ross wedding and the next flight Zoom draw nigh indeed.

CAESAR
Bid them prepare within:
I am to blame to be thus waited for.
Now, Cinna: now, Metellus: what, Trebonius!
I have an hour's talk in store for you;
Remember that you call on me to-day:
Be near me, that I may remember you.

TREBONIUS
Caesar, I will:

Aside

and so near will I be,
That your best friends shall wish I had been
further.

CAESAR
Good friends, go in, and
taste some wine with me;
And we, like friends, will straightway go together.

BRUTUS
[Aside] That every like is not the same, O Caesar,
The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon!