h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Here's the deal. Tomorrow, I leave for band camp. I expect to obtain an amusing quantity of physical tramas from the experience. I hope that this year my feet do not severely blister (again). But being that we had practice all last week (the twenty-second through the twenty-sixth) and go to camp on Sunday (the twenty-eighth), one would believe that we would have a free day on Saturday (today!), correct? Instead, we had Tag Day, a gilded term for begging for money. We go between nine A.M. and eleven-thirty to people's doors and awake them to ask for donations. It works, but it's not the most enjoyable fund-raiser in existence, believe me.