Here’s my editor, after I just squandered another day of my life pounding out a 1700-word piece against a 1200-word quota. I won’t spill the beans about it just yet, but it has something to do with a composer who lived in Princeton for about a quarter century, beginning in 1856. You may not know his name, but if you’re at all connected to the university, you know his music. I’m hopeful the article will run in next week’s U.S. 1 newspaper – out on Wednesday – unless it’s waylaid by vampires, extraterrestrials, or Jack the Ripper!