Sticks and Stones
Kristin Geyer
Issue date: 10/28/09 Section: Viewpoint
Imagine sitting in Charlie's on any given weekday trying to study for your quiz that's in twenty minutes while simultaneously scarfing your fruit cup and quesadilla. You're tired. Fed up. You're doubting yourself.
Now imagine flinging your 'dilla aside and starting to belt out "Don't Stop Believin'" at the top of your lungs. Quickly all of your peers join in and the next thing you know you're performing a full-on choreographed number and hitting all the right high notes.
Journey not your thing? How about a mash up of Beyonce's "Halo" and Eddy Grant's classic, "Walking on Sunshine?" I'm really not picky.
This is the premise of the new Fox hit, Glee, and it has answered all my prayers. I don't just love Glee; I'm the girl who stares at the TV screen mouth wide open and I don't blink until a commercial break.
It may sound like the worst possible fantasy in the world to you. But it's my dream. Nothing could be better than going through daily life and breaking into song just because you're feeling emotional.
I don't stop at Glee, either.
When people ask me what I want to do with writing, I tell them I want to be successful enough to get on Dancing with the Stars (DWTS). Yes, as the star. If a congressman counts (Tom DeLay) so does a writer. Partner? Mark Ballas. First dance? Lindy-hop.
The Dancing with the Stars results show makes my Tuesdays (and Wednesdays when I re-watch it online). It features an ensemble performance of professional dancers dancing to any number of show tunes and you probably can guess that it is right up my alley.
I don't just watch these shows, I live them.
What I envy the most in performance shows, regardless of whether they're reality or fiction, is the confidence if takes to put yourself out there.
I certainly would never be fearless enough to belt out a song standing on the table of Charlie's now, but I know that at least one point in my life I had that bravery inside of me.
Now imagine flinging your 'dilla aside and starting to belt out "Don't Stop Believin'" at the top of your lungs. Quickly all of your peers join in and the next thing you know you're performing a full-on choreographed number and hitting all the right high notes.
Journey not your thing? How about a mash up of Beyonce's "Halo" and Eddy Grant's classic, "Walking on Sunshine?" I'm really not picky.
This is the premise of the new Fox hit, Glee, and it has answered all my prayers. I don't just love Glee; I'm the girl who stares at the TV screen mouth wide open and I don't blink until a commercial break.
It may sound like the worst possible fantasy in the world to you. But it's my dream. Nothing could be better than going through daily life and breaking into song just because you're feeling emotional.
I don't stop at Glee, either.
When people ask me what I want to do with writing, I tell them I want to be successful enough to get on Dancing with the Stars (DWTS). Yes, as the star. If a congressman counts (Tom DeLay) so does a writer. Partner? Mark Ballas. First dance? Lindy-hop.
The Dancing with the Stars results show makes my Tuesdays (and Wednesdays when I re-watch it online). It features an ensemble performance of professional dancers dancing to any number of show tunes and you probably can guess that it is right up my alley.
I don't just watch these shows, I live them.
What I envy the most in performance shows, regardless of whether they're reality or fiction, is the confidence if takes to put yourself out there.
I certainly would never be fearless enough to belt out a song standing on the table of Charlie's now, but I know that at least one point in my life I had that bravery inside of me.
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