Jammed between all the program elements is a guy who's going to get up on stage and talk. He'll come after the Korean barbecue fills our stomachs. He'll come after the rocking live band takes the stage in the midst of green and blue lights flashing through the auditorium, delivering on live music that's sure to bring the house down. He'll come after the welcome announcements by our esteemed club president, and after the skit which is not only a deft display of thespian talent, but is also a comic parody of all our college experiences, whether you're a "I've been here at Cal six days" student or "I'm a working professional" alumni.
He'll walk up after the Bourne-esque lightsaber video, and he'll stand there at the front of the stage, and look at every one of us. And then he'll talk. He'll talk about life--about your life and mine. He'll talk about his life, and in the telling of it maybe give us a window into our own.
The plush seats will probably beckon some of us to dreamy Neverland (especially after that barbecue), but if you manage to stay awake and listen, I'll bet you'll be glad you did.
Aug 23, 2007
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