Or some variety of that ... Actually it's more like, "Tomorrow's post, SATURDAY!"
Apparently the Bar can plan for the accommodated folks, but not for the observant ones. And it's the observant ones I'm starting to feel looking over my shoulder.
So, because my school buddies are taking me out to dinner tomorrow after the last day of torture, I'll try to record my Recollections-O'The-Day off-line, before the beer and tequila burn them from my short term memory. Then I'll copy them to the blog on Saturday.
Or, maybe not. Maybe I'll post some in-depth analysis on three essays that have nothing to do with the ones they gave us! Yeah... That's the ticket! Kinda' like we did here yesterday, right folks?!? (wink, wink)
Ah well... whaddya' gonna' do? There's all kinds of people in this world. The honest ones frequently have to work alongside the ... well ...less honest ones. I guess this just means that I'll have to spend Friday on the golf course so that I'm not tempted to reveal anything until it's safe.
And somehow, I don't think I'll mind that too much.