114-Over The Laser and Through The Lava, Up The Cargo Net We Go... It was hard to tell from the blank stares that I was receiving if gears were internally turning or there would be an upcoming long sigh of boredom.  Then, with the initiative of just one student stepping gingerly from the small four-foot by six-foot tarp onto the even smaller carpet square, ideas began to buzz.  “Our instructions are written?” another student doubtfully questioned, while still another