This past weekend, I am a little embarrassed to admit, I watch the entire first season of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles on Hulu. I didn’t mean to. It is just one of those things that happen. Last week I declined a commission from a non-profit company in Chicago (because the deal was not a good one), and I told myself that I needed to take the weekend to relax (a novel idea for theater practitioner, I know). Thus, nine episodes of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
A few months ago, maybe a year, I first learned about CERN, and like any normal slightly-nervous person who overthinks things too often, it made me jumpy. A mile-long machine that will replicate the Big Bang that has the potential to either create a blackhole or rip into another dimension? No thanks. But today, beneath the hills of Switzerland, it was turned on:
What I find interesting is that if you take out “research” from the above sentence and replace it with “theater”, I’ve heard this quote time after time from the people I have been working with. Of course, you’d have to take out “Brookhave National Laboratory” too…though I suppose that could be the name of a theater in New York or Germany.