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...this sterility, the play opens as dark lighting and odd music fade into a sharply lit, sanitary office. The dialogue is reminiscent of a machine, and the office becomes a highly functional organism. The Filing Clerk (Randy Gomes '02) and the Adding Clerk (Eddie Montoya '02) do a fabulous job of doubling dialogue and repeating each other with static variations. Coupled with the aimless chatter of the Stenographer (Kate Agresta '02) and the Telephone Girl (Thandi Parris '01), an environment of alienation is complete. Everything about this world is artificial, including the commotion when Helen (Erica Rabbit '00) enters...
...enter the party, sign into the guest book and find ourselves faced with a choice of a jazz quartet in one room or dancing in a green-lit other room. We head into the green-lit room, and Tad informs me that I "better make some friends fast," as he disappears into the crowd. I dance a bit with Team Tag-along and then leave them to meet some authentic MIT frat brothers, whom I approach as "Mambo #5" fills the murky air from the party's fog machine. Eventually I end up in the DJ Room, where the usual...
...door to suite 54 bursts open, and we determine collectively that this is our place. As we try to enter, people and heat flow from the room, though it remains plenty crowded and plenty hot when we get inside. Icehouse flows freely in the crammed and painfully brightly lit kitchenette. Though I fail to witness it, Team Tag-along claims there is some variety of Latin dancing taking place. I notice Gerard of "The FM Spring Break Issue" cover fame dancing in the center of the room. I am slightly disturbed, since a party he is rumored to be throwing...
...magazine, he turned to producing plainer public statements like The Problem We All Live With, a bare rectangle in which a black girl is chaperoned by federal Marshals as she tries to integrate a Southern school. Public rhetoric was never Rockwell's strength. But he brings such a hard-lit, neoclassical calm to this moment that the remnants of a tomato smashed against the wall behind her are more shocking than a pool of blood...
...sees it as a rite of passage, one that is often quickly discarded due to the amount of patience and work one must put into his or her pipe. It's amusingly easy, after all, to spot a novice pipe-smoker from their frustration in keeping the durn thing lit. For neophytes frustrated by packing, cleaning and storing their pipes, Leavitt and Pearce publishes a how-to pamphlet...