The tornado sirens are screaming, the walls are weeping with condensation, and I’m currently entombed in the cinderblock bowels of Theatre Cedar Rapids with the casts of Ripcord and Newsies

I’m also wearing a costume. So our grisly deaths will at least come with coordinated outfits and a peppy musical score.

ACK! DON’T LET ME DIE WITH ALL THESE WEIRD THEATER PEOPLE!