Ryan was bopping off to rehearsal (Mercutio wasn't such a bad part anyway. A lot of good comedic moments. Maybe the possibility for a jazz square), whistling Bop to the Top when he realized that he was not walking down the correct hallway ( Read more... )

And then there were two. Fifteen year olds, that is ( Read more... )

"HEY. Landscape! Throw the ball!" There's a thud as the new arrival lands on the floor, football in hand. He's closely followed by a fuzzy gray dog, that jumps on his chest and slobbers all over his face, friendly-like ( Read more... )