Intelligence

My high school theatre classroom was in the far corner of the basement, basically secluded except for our neighbors: the shop department. As a student I felt like I was venturing across the stupid world to get to My Place. And sometimes it seemed our cast of Crimes of the Heart had survived the zombie apocalypse down there alone. But, now, as I sit in bed at 6 AM racking my brains (braiiiiiiiiiins) making high school theatre lesson plans that are noise sensitive, I think the person who designed the drama quarantine is a darn genius.

My improv team winning Regionals Fall 2012. Like, look at Splosian. Do we really need him screaming in the halls of a high school?