It is Wednesday. Eleven o'clock. The atmosphere in the Little Theater seems expectant as students from the third hour drift out, and briefly, the theater is quiet. And as Pete or Joe or Phil rush in, questions explode the silence-Who's doing lights today? What's the order? Who's first? What acts do you have? While other students arrive, I shoot back answers to no one in particular, knowing, however, that the information will be absorbed by the affected party. The excitement is generative. Marcy and Bob rehearse their scene, a comic dialogue from an original student play, while Pete, on the lighting balcony, patches the board and tests various lights on the actors. Rough spots of the scene smoothed, I now direct Karla to sit at the corner of the thrust stage where she is to sing and accompany herself with the guitar. Ralph and Gary run through an Abbott and Costello routine, and Alvin Mayes' dancers limber up in preparation for their abstract modern dance routine.