In my undergraduate years, I knew some engineering students who looked down on Michigan State's School of Packaging, e.g., "If you can't hack it, pack it!"

In my adulthood I am increasingly convinced that packaging engineers can change the world.

Shot. Chaser.

At Michigan State I got to take two poetry classes with Diane Wakoski. They are such a key part of the writer I am now.

Oh, this is a bummer.

Most airports are pretty nice! Airports are not the problem!

For more context, I recommend Isaac's book, The Method.

Unspeakably powerful intergalactic entities would rather kidnap personnel from a Constellation class starship than get therapy smdh

My senior year of high school, I won a journalism award in a competition sponsored by Focus: Hope and got to have lunch with Emery King, which was also very cool.

The final obstacle would've be facing Devin Scillian in the Thunderdome.

Audiences voted on the final hosts. Thankfully, I was eliminated early.

(Historical side note, got stuck in traffic going to the studio for my audition, as Eminem was filming a music video downtown.)

I was very bad at giving sound bite answers.

I was very good at reading from the teleprompter, EXCEPT that my face was too expressive for camera closeups.

"Could you do that again but move your eyebrows less?"

"I... I don't think I can."

After a while, the station announced they were looking for hosts for a clip show.

I auditioned, delivering some Shakespearean soliliquoy highlights into the kiosk camera.

I was selected as one of the semi-finalists and was brought into the studio for an interview and camera tests.

I got an undergraduate degree in astrophysics but went into theatre, an industry with even less funding security!

Yup. 8-10% of my projected income for the year!

(That's estimating I'll design 10 shows. The system isn't broken, everything is great.)

1984 by George Orwell