Yesterday was Kara's gala, "April in Paris." I was registration manager, at which I did an acceptable albeit not stellar job.  I had a headache and left after my work was done.

I also had to listen to an accordionist play for forty-five minutes.* Atmosphere, don't you know.

I think I've done my duty by the organization.

*Don't get me wrong, I like accordions under certain circumstances.  Last night was not one of them.