out of the blue

Well, I haven't said anything about Spring Break, which was actually a little while ago. Over a week. But I have to say that I had a very good time. I may have spent a little too much money, because now I'm broke, but it was definitely worth it.

The entire account can be found here.

Over the week of spring break, many things happened. From almost missing my flight, to being sore from getting so much excercise, they were fun-packed days. I actually got to see a lot of my fellow Alumni who were scattered about the country like stars on the velvet of a midnight sky. They all congregated in this one place in order to watch a play, where forming stars gathered in the nebula of SST to put on a play. We brought brilliant light to their lives, and they enlightened us with their youth.

I've broken my Spring Break into episodes. Here's the seventh episode of the miniseries.

Seventh Episode: Before, After, and During The Play
So, at this point in the narrative, Sarah and I are wandering around in the Nature Park. We wait to start heading out until it's pretty much Dark. I didn't realize how Dark it was until I looked up and realized that I could see Venus. Then, I realized that Venus wasn't all I could see, and that there were many other stars out as well. We had half an hour to get to the play, which was to be the crowning jewel of the day. So, we ran, in the half-light, watching the sides of the trail as they passed by, to find the quickest way to the school, which was on the way to the place the play was to be at. Finally, after stopping to read a couple tiny signs by the starlight, we happened upon the trail that would take us where we needed, and we ran down it. Then, I called Soren's cell phone, and asked him to see if anyone could pick me up. I didn't pay much attention to who he said, if he even said anyone's name, but he said someone would be by. So, Sarah and I stood in the middle of the road, waiting for someone to come by.

We're waiting, and we see headlights in the distance. Obviously, since the road we're on isn't a big one, it must be Aaron. But, as they pull to a stop up to where we are, we see that it's not Aaron, it's actually Mark with his car. He rolls down the window, and calls out, "Do you need a lift?" And we, naturally, agree, knowing that Soren must have sent Mark to come get us. We get in, and put our stuff down, and he said he just happened to be in the area. I laugh, and jokingly say, "Well, that's good." becase he was obviously being silly since Soren had sent him. Then, I stop laughing, because I realized that he wasn't joking. This, naturally, caused me to laugh some more due to the irony of the situation. We ask him to wait for a minute, because Aaron will be along any minute, and sure enough, we see headlights in front of us, and the car is Aaron's this time. Sarah and I decide to ride with him instead, so Mark gets to go off just carrying Rowena again.

The play was awesome, and I was especially glad to see Gabe onstage. He did a wonderful job, and I've wanted him to act for quite a while. In addition, we got the pleasure of watching Ian Kern pull off an excellently stylistic politician, and Steven Rapp play an almost-wicked stepchild. (He could have been a little louder, though.) The play was brilliant, and you're welcome to ask me for a plot summary sometime. I read it, since I did the poster for the play, and I can remember most of the details. For a lightning synopsis, it's about an older woman and her three evil stepchildren who are trying to get her part of the family fortune from her by putting her in a nuthouse. This is the least comedic play that SST has done since I've gone there, as we've only done farces for the three years I attended. (The previous year we did Earnest, so it's a long-term tradition). It was brilliant.

One amusing incident that I find just odd was when I went to the bathroom during the intermission. I walk in, and there's the moderately old guy standing there, as if he's been there a while. I use the urinal next to him, expecting him to finish. No. He just keeps standing there, one hand on his hip, hand curled into a fist, his other hand on his fly, and his body is at somewhat of a jaunty angle. He doesn't really move for the entire time I'm there, from when first I entered to after I wash my hands. For all I know, he could still be there.

Afterwards, a bunch of alumni went to Shari's, and we ended up at Nathan's house until three in the morning, when the party broke up into its component parts.

Special thanks to Beth and Paul, who made all of this possible (That would be Beth Bland and Paul Wildermuth, who were kind enough to pick Aaron and I up from the airport upon our return *good vibes towards them*)