Sadly, I think we all come to realize that the “Amanda”s (that was her name, right) of the world don’t dissapear post-highschool.. they only get older.

Also- that David Mamet quote is/was spot on. Garbage in, garbage out; you know? Something to always keep in mind for anyone, especially artists.

interesting concept for a show.

Sure, it’s a big deal to the students involved, but in that light, so is the theatre department. The debate team can have a cutthroat mentality to it, but only if the viewer’s on the inside. From outside, they’re… Well, it’s probably not kind to stereotype.

I’d bet that over on the blogs that newspaper people read (assuming such things even exist), there’s the same kind of scrutiny that our community gave “The Shot.”

The paper was only cool to the kids that cared. Most of the copies ended up littering the campus.

Yearbooks were also ridiculous. Whoever wrote the ridiculous picture captions…man I hated those. Corn to the maximum.

We listened to a fair amount of incredible Michigan rock and Motown. Everything from The Stooges to MC5 to Amboy Dukes (Ted Nugent) to The Frost to SRC to Bob Seeger (he was cool then) to Mitch Ryder to Marvin Gaye to the Supremes to the Flint Boys – Grand Funk Railroad and this strange chap named Alice Cooper.

We had a village newspaper that I had a few images published in – mostly track and some football. We were a class D school – so no money or budget for anything else other than academics and of course, football followed by hoops, track, baseball and a very small Cross Country team. I guess the school parking lot was the substitute for the newspaper. You pretty much knew everything about everyone within a couple of minutes of watching the farmers in their trucks, the jocks in their Camaro’s or Corvettes, the hippie kids had Gremlins or Pacers (Think Wayne’s World) or VW buses.

Hell my school was so small, that there wasn’t a single person I did not know at least in passing.

“The Paper” – well, only MTV could bring that mess of stress to the world.

The only thing the school published was the Yearbook, and even then I think we almost missed the deadline once or twice.

‘Course my school only had 500 or so students. My Grad class was the largest ever to that point, and that was only due to the fact that about 35% were students who had failed the year before.

Fun fact: It was quicker for me to take a boat to school then to drive.

I look forward to the episode that focuses on the paper’s Ad Department, full of little Ari Goldberg’s…

Hope you liked the Cousteau story in the May MJ, Rob – I dug the Spy vs. Spy design.