My first day among the people of the afternoon. The "Maid to Order" car, the "Garden of Weedin'" truck, and the nannys wheeling their larval charges around this yuppy neighborhood of mine. I am, fittingly, at the public library.

Holy Week went by in a blur of candles and disappointment. I threw all of my energy into the Couperin, which- as many of you know- was a heartsquishing bust for reasons beyond my control. The new problem is that I now wish that I had spent some of that energy on the music for this weekend, which is coming at me like a freight train. Live and learn, I guess. On the upside, the music is terrific. I've got 2 words for you singers out there: Pelham Humphryes. Absolutely amazing composer. I get to sing a whole bunch of 014 motives, and it's not even Second Vienna School.