So now we're into marching bands, eh? Our old band director gave up on having us march at football games due to our lack of coordination. The new band director has us march once a year in the DaffodilParade (some of you NW furs probably know what I'm talking about). Last year's "uniform" was: buy your own Hawaiian shirt. The school paid for our plastic leis. Naturally, it rained. It always rains. I think the weather gods hate us. Let's hear it for the most wretched band this side of Mt. Ranier! Yaaay!