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I would like to hear other voices besides my own on this blog. If you'd like to write about your TLP experiences here, e-mail them to me and I'll put them up.
Topics can include dramaturgy to staging to personal responses to the play. Anything goes!
I would like to hear other voices besides my own on this blog. If you'd like to write about your TLP experiences here, e-mail them to me and I'll put them up.
Topics can include dramaturgy to staging to personal responses to the play. Anything goes!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Blogging in the Dark
Last night, I was sitting in the final LGBTA meeting on our campus, and just as we were about to finish up, the tiny, windowless conference room we were in went completely black. Everybody in the room screamed like little girls, and then the cell phones came out to give us enough light to find the door. When we looked out to the full-length windows in the foyer of our Student Union, the entire world was the same color of angry gray. It was raining so hard that we couldn't see the trees planted just twenty feet or so past the windows, and the wind was whipping all that angry rain around, 'round in eddies like a tornado.
Then it just... stopped. The sun came out, the rain still fell, and we all walked outside to find the entire campus covered in plant debris. Just down the street, a Dodge Charger had an entire tree sitting on its trunk. Fortunately the driver was okay, but all of downtown and areas west of campus was a litter of downed trees and fallen power lines. Around the English department, only a few of the old, seasoned trees are still standing. In one spot, a green ash tree was completely uprooted and took out an entire magnolia tree. The little spot where the touchy-feely creative writing classes like to have lectures is buried under three-odd tons of raw lumber.
We have power on campus, but everything's still dark back home, and I'm starting to fear for my deep freeze-- specifically, the three and a half gallons of soup stock I froze this weekend. In the meantime, I'm living on campus so I'm not tempted to open my refrigerator and I don't have to use glow sticks to navigate my own bathroom.
So, for your enjoyment, and while we're waiting for *another* storm cell to hit us, here are a few pictures of the mayhem! Here's what was left of an intersection a block from our University Center:
Here's a picture of the Dodge Charger with a tree on top of it. The falling tree took out most of the intersection lights as well. That gray thing in the street is the top of a street light:
And it looks like more is on the way. What fun. If you wouldn't mind praying for safety and a lack of downed power lines, I'm sure we could use it...
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