Last week Emma went to UTA, which I think stands for Utah Theater Association but I am not 100% sure. I didn't read the permission slip I had to sign. I didn't read it last year when Braeden went either.
I'm not exactly good at reading forms.
But I soldier on. I sign them anyway.
Last year UTA completely snuck up on me and I was shocked about how long it was (days long) and by the fact that I had no clue what it even was.
This year UTA completely snuck up on me and I was shocked about how long it was
(days long) and by the fact that I had no clue what it even was.
I'm guessing by the time Mark goes, if Mark goes, it will surprise me all over again.
Or maybe more.
Because he may not even have me sign the form. He already has tried his hand at forging his dad's signature.
I don't know.
Maybe you remember this? Braeden thought the keynote speaker at UTA last year was completely pompous and ridiculous so Braeden did the only thing he thought appropriate and took a selfie with him:
This year the UTA keynote speaker was, according to Emma, "the most arrogant man". So she did the only thing she thought appropriate:
Another of Emma's friends asked this guy for a lock of his hair.
He said no.
I'll say this for both keynote speakers. They have moxie. It can't be easy presenting to drama students that have zero inhibitions in the world.