Priorities

Well I managed to crash Firefox in the middle of a post. Instead of rewriting it, I'll just say that I expect everyone to stop what they're doing at 957pm tomorrow and wish Coach K's home skillets well in their battle with Villanova. May they out-hustle, out-D, and out-shoot them.

In the midst of preparing a ton o' music: Candide (evil Eb parts), Weber (just sachrine), maybe Zwilich concerto, and a bunch of excerpts. I'm sure that my neighbors are ecstatic.