You Can't Go Home again Altman, but apparently you can shop there.
It's gonna be a weird weekend. I'm excited in some ways. Seeing old friends...making new ones (like I did last night)...being in the old school (that I was really only in 1 year being the first class to graduate from there) on that old stage. To look out on that crowd like I used to and in that moment...remember when it was all I wanted to do in the world. This weekend is a reunion show of the Academy Players. The drama team from my high school. They're doing it because it's the 20th year that Mr. Schaumann has directed there and...well that does deserve SOME sort of pomp. They decided to call any and all players back to be a part of this year's musical (Les Miz). It's a true honor to be there...and when I heard about it there was NO WAY I wasn't doing it. I've written before about how I feel about High School in here. How I see that time as sort of this awkward phase in my life. How I've gone to a few 'pseudo' reunions with various groups...