We just had a code-3 Zomberg alert. He called and asked, in a high squeaky voice, if his "pimp daddy" was there. Turns out he wanted to talk to Marty, who was luckily down in the kitchen. Then he started telling me he heard we had some "easy" clarinet players join the band this year. He said that just as I had IMed a cry for help to Amanda. Needless to say she was not pleased. I got off easy, though, as he seemed rather intent on talking to Marty, and hung up after a few minutes.