I love rainy days in Los Angeles because they’re such a novelty. But I’d love to spend them wrapped in a blanket reading by a cozy fireplace. So I was less than thrilled to make my way at 9 am to the USC School of Cinematic Arts to perform a scene for a class of writing students. A former acting teacher of mine, Wendy Phillips, teaches the class, and I agreed to perform a scene written and directed by a pair of students because, well… because I would do almost anything for Wendy. So I got my butt there. And it was sooooo much fun! Sometimes I lose track of how refreshing it can be to work with a group of developing artists who are so excited about their craft, and so unjaded (is that a word?) about the industry. So it was a good morning. Plus, I got a mug. See? Totally worth it.