I would like to just make a note about an article in your last issue, the one entitled “Spring Terp Show Wows, As Always.” It has come to my attention that in the rather extended reporting of the student-run dance showcase that involved a somewhat detailed personal reflection (refraction?) of the writer on each and every single piece, it seemed to have completely miss one dance in particular.

That dance, unfortunately, was mine.

Now, I am known in some (if not most) circles to be a complete diva—an utter raging drama queen, one could even say. But alas, it is neither fabulosity nor diva-nity that informs the writing of this post. I write today merely to give acknowledgments where acknowledgments are due, and to recognize the immense amount of work my dancers—and my friends—put in to my first and probably last frivolous attempt at choreography.

They are Hannah Plon ’14, Connor “Lonnor” Larkin ’12, Geri Rosenberg ’12, Huang Hsiao-Tung ’12, and, of course, my co-conspirator, Aditi Shivaramakrishnan ’12.

It might not have been the most coherent thing ever, but you folks should be recognized for your efforts, even if it’s not by the Argus.

Also—Argus, come on. Fact-check yo’ shit.