The best thing about tomorrow is that if anything goes wrong, it’s not my fault. Mind you, this doesn’t mean I won’t be blamed for it, but it still won’t be my fault.

Well, there’s one thing that might be my fault but it has nothing to do with the thing that won’t be my fault.

Tomorrow junior high bands from all over the area will arrive for a giant battle of the bands. Our oldest’s band qualified for the championship and has been practicing more than usual. We occasionally see our oldest and try to remember her name. She will be playing the piccolo which is exactly why we bought her a new flute. (More or less.)

Tomorrow, each band will dress up in their school uniforms and will have several minutes to perform their song (or maybe it’s songs, I don’t actually know, but it doesn’t matter because if anything goes wrong it won’t be my fault).

We are trying to decide if we want to stay for the awards ceremony. I’m happy to stay, even though it means another couple hours listening to other bands. I did point out, though, that we won’t actually be able to get near our oldest after the ceremony in the event she needs comfort or lots of high fives.

I have, of course, been trying to get our oldest to heckle the other bands by booing them or shouting “you suck!” or “booooorrrrrriiiiiinnnng”. If she won’t heckle, I recommended she flash a laser pointer in the eyes of the other flute players.

I fear she won’t do any of this, which is not my fault. I tried.

The most interesting part is that we won’t be able to film during the contest. I’m not sure why this is, but it might actually be televised, in which case I’ll do my best to avoid any cameras. Because we can’t film anything, there will be no camera disasters to blame on me.

The only thing that might be my fault is that technically I am working tomorrow and the company I work for won’t let me submit my work early. If I forget to send it, well, that will be my fault.

Nothing else will be my fault, though.