This year, I was actually offered one that's only about 40 minutes from blokeplace (which is quite remarkable, if you knew where I live - which is in the middle of nowhere)... and it actually pays a few hundred bucks and doesn't last that long.
It's in an antique mall - of all places (a former Walmart, before they built a bigger one a block away) - in an southeastern (fairly safe and upscale) incorporated suburb of Memphis. I'm sort of wondering if it's a private party and that maybe some group is renting out the antique mall as a venue for their party (??) but I have no idea. I didn't ask. There's no tune list nor any annoying-@$$ rehearsal. I did ask if there's any marching and was told "no", so I'm taking the 1958 recording bell Besson 3+1 compensating E-flat. It's probably going to be about 58° at load-in time, and all I have to load in this time is myself and the tuba.
I don't know whether it's going to be pancakes or King cake.
(I'm back on the nearly-no-carbs wagon, so neither for me.)
There's a Harbor Freight next door, so maybe I'll pick up a new rawhide mallet. (The only stuff I buy at that place is stuff with no moving parts.)

