As elusive as cracked wheat

Today my brother, Dan, and I all went to Berkley in search of cheap cds and music scores (or at least that was my agenda). I was especially eager to find some Magnus Lindberg after the concert I heard last week. However, there was no Magnus Lindberg to be found. Ameoba didn't even have a space for him, and Rasputins was just out. I was disappointed that I couldn't find Lindberg there, I figured that would be one place I could. He was as elusive as cracked wheat (which no one seems to know about or carry, even though it's a staple of Lebanese cuisine, and which I spent several hours searching for last week). I did find a Golijov opera with Dawn Upshaw singing, a SF Symphony recording of Sessions and some other guy (it was cheap and looked interesting), Kronos performing Lutoslowski (because I know nothing of him) and Tavener's Protecting the veil, as well as the score to a Vaughan Williams string quartet and a book which compiles many composers' thought on music and the composition process.

We came home to find our bathroom flooded, turns out they've been doing work in the apartment above us and it leaked through the light fixture into our bathroom. Leaked to the carpet, which is soaked, into one of the small closets. They're going to cut a whole in the ceiling of the bathroom so it can dry (and because it's soaked and ruined) and so all in all it's a mess.