I've never been so tempted to play hooky.

It would be vey easy to teach my classes Monday and Tuesday, then dump delegate what few meetings I have this week to my loyal minions and skip off to Tel Aviv for a few days. I could sit on the beach with a drink and claim that the odd project-related conversation constituted working.

I could still pretend to be diligent, even with a glass of Theo's hard lemonade in my hand. It's very good. I have no idea what he puts into it, even after all these years. He usually says "I could tell you but then I'd have to eat you." when I ask.

Maybe I could even talk my wife into a bathing suit. She has quite a few very nice ones, from back in the days when we used to take vacations.