DRAMAtic writing

I'm taking Dramatic Writing this semester with Cora Alley (if you know her I've said enough, and if you don't, well, you are just out of luck). So we were to write a 2-3 minute monologue using a bible character, a historical figure, or a contemporary person (... very, really, actually a broad amount of choices there, huh? - sorry to those that wanted to explore the mind of a superhero or some future being =). I chose Daniel and wrote his monologue from the Lion's Den. He really was the first one to pop up in mi cabeza and the brainstorming kind of just stopped there. I remember Daniel being GBlock's - Pairlee - favorite bible character from when I was a wee little one (me, that is, not Zacharias the tax collector - shoot! he would have been a good one). Really, though, GBlock's kid's names are: Jonathan, Susan, DANIEL (1), DANIEL (1), and DANice (.5). Wow 2.5 for 5, that's when you know you have a Daniel fan on your hands. So, like I said, I took Daniel by the hand and ran with him - to the Library. Yep, I needed to do a little research about the dude if I was going to write him a monologue - ya know... physical features, social standing, what goes on in that brain of his. How old do you thing Daniel was when he was thrown into the lion's den? The consenus of Hope students was under 20, but he was actually near 90 years old!!

Dr. Matson was stepping in for Holtzen yesterday for Apologetics and we watched an episode of Simpsons that poked a little fun at the rift between religion and science. When a skeleton that had a bone structure to the likeness of a human with wings was found during an archeological digging, Springfield immediately associated it with an Angel. Lisa, the hard rationalist, wouldn't have it and decided to do some scientific tests to prove the skeleton to be otherwise. Ned the neighbor and Reveren Lovejoy, both fideists, riled up a bunch of radicals to ransack museums and destroy anything of scientific value. Homer Marge approaches the situation perfectly when she tells Lisa that she feels sorry for her if she goes through life without once taking a leap of faith. If you get the chance you should watch the episode - it ends rather objectively.

Matson let us out early, which was a nice change because Holtzen usually keeps us late, so I strolled over to my mailbox in the rec room with the couple minutes I had to spare before Dramatic Writing. In my mailbox was thus:

Grrrrreat. So I find out 10 minutes prior to that I am to be prepared to present my monologue to the class. Blake, a freshman from the men's soccer team, was hanging out in the foyer of the Darling Pavilion and I snagged him and somehow conned him into performing as Daniel. I owe him a ton, if it wasn't performed than I wouldn't have gotten extra credit - the class votes on the best four and two for sure will to be performed at the Chapel featuring Drama Showcases at the end of the semester.

Saturday was our first non-league Softball double-header of the season. We finished Whittier College off somewhat easily in the first game, but fell to an exhausting defeat in the second. Highlight: we won the first game of the season =). I played the entirety of both games - yep, broken finger and all. No errors out in CF - a couple of base hits I had to shuffle to my right or my left outfielder to throw the ball in (i couldn't throw it very far or accurately with three fingers). Batting wasn't unexpectantly successful: I only struck out 1 out of 7 or 8 at-bats, had a base hit FC, a bunt, and several pop outs. Only one of the at-bats that I made contact did my finger kill. (I played because we only have 10 players, two of whom are pitchers).

you can tell which one is me - i don't stick out or anything =). really the original plan wasn't for me to play because of my finger and all... that was until coach posted the batting line-up accompanied by positions. yep, im still batting #2.

... and this is just some of our fans mocking us. pretty good impression, huh?

Sunday night was my first night to close by myself as Manager of Papa John's. I've heard horror stories of late rushes and not getting done with cleaning the restaraunt, posting inventory, checking out the drivers and posting deposits until the wee hours of the morning. We closed Sunday at 11pm and I was out of their around 11:45. Not too shabby for my first night. I bet I'll will find that I forgot to do a handful of things upon my return this weekend - that's awfully pessamisitic, though. Hopefully in the future I will be finishing up things only minutes after we close.