Just finished adjudicating (er, reading) the last of the millions of high-school one-acts for the yearly festival, and ranking them. I’ve done this for four or five years now. Nice way to stay in touch with what matters to a subsubsubset of kids in Los Angeles. Although they write about dating every year, this year’s group had a nice sprinkling of electoral politics, stop-lossed soldiers, terrorists, and one very interesting surrealist piece about Facebook taking over their lives. Less pregnancy than last year (the influence of JUNO is fading, I guess) and more missed connections. In general, one of the more outward-looking slates I’ve read.