In the words of the eternal wizard of words Kanye West, “I am a God”. I have been informed that all blog posts should have our names at the start to inform the reader of who we are. Well, I am Sam and if any of you ask whether or not I eat Green Eggs and Ham I will get mad because I don’t like eggs and I try to keep kosher. Speaking of Kosher, I am a god because I helped make my stairs (the ones leading to my room in the show). Now I originally thought that after completing this task I would feel like I had completed this part of me that would connect me to my character, but it actually did nothing of the sort. This experience just gave me a large appreciation for the amount of work that goes into the piece of art that comprises the world of Vanya. Everything from the tiny little fixtures that add a bit of pizzazz, to the behemoth of stairs that I barely helped complete. After this experience I started to think of the shoes I was filling. It made me aware of what it was like for the Zeuses and the Buddahs and the Dave Berberians that paved the way for me to be where I am today. So when I am at the top of my room screaming down at the peons below me, I will now that I can only do so because of all the people that poured their blood, sweat, and (although Dave would never admit it) tears into this set and this creative collaborative process.