I had the weirdest dream last night:

    So, marching season had begun and our band director gave me a "marching trumpet". It was a trumpet about as big as a football and it looked like a cross between a sousaphone and a euphonium. (That awesome moment when you can spell sousaphone.) The thing is, it couldn't fit in anything smaller than a saxophone case. So, in my dream, I was lugging around a huge saxophone case for an instrument no bigger than a football. The end.