Dang it, look at this.

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That is my calendar for tonight. The alumni band is practicing tonight at the high school. The other is self explanatory. What am I going to do? Maybe I should stay home and watch a movie. I won’t, but I should. I mean, of all the unmitigated audacity.

Update: I chose the Band practice, on the principle of acquiescence to The Next Right Thing. Which it was: I haven’t opened my trombone case, evening to dust the old horn, since last summer. I needed practice just marginally less than a swift kick in the seat.