Good morning, all!
Thanks to a twit I know who doesn't listen to me, I must be at Toyland early to use the printer to print out several scores. I told him last week that i would need the files by Sunday morning, since I have more important work than looking over five of his scores and i was going to spend sunday doing him the favor. So, they arrived in yesterday's emails,and since it's not work but a favor, I would love to tell him to forget it.
But guilt runs big, so I will look at the scores and give my opinion, even if his idiocy screws up my schedule. I'd rather be home; I've finally got some work since June, and I need the income. I also cannot schlep much back home from Toyland until the elevator is running again, and that's one more aggravation at the moment.