Clear and cool here, just north of Albany. No idea what we're doing yet--my wife may take The Heiress grocery shopping, then who knows?
I found out that I may have to cantor on Saturday, last night. Seems that the cantor who was supposed to do it came down with a nasty stomach bug--at 5 PM last night. She's the daughter of the music director/organist, so it's not a "shirking" thing. And, yes--I volunteered to fill in. (I also volunteered my cantoring "mentor," who wasn't upset.)