This past weekend, I saw yet another "so bad, it's so good" movie: "Step Out," which introduced this country to urban plight and hip hopallet (the bastard child of ballet and hip hop dancing). I'll spare you the plot (not much of one), but other than the synchronized dance scene at a party, I thoroughly enjoyed the plug that my alma mater (Brown) got. Girl wants to dance. Mom wants her to apply to Brown. But see, in real life--the girl could do BOTH dance AND go to Brown, because that's the kind of school Brown is, ya'll. I was able to pursue my love of interpretative dance while majoring in Political Science when I was a student there. Kids, follow your dreams.