Minimalist situation comedy/radio play.
Episode 7 "Hippo99"
Cast:
Samantha: Melissa King
George: Peter Rinaldi
Setting:
The Upper West Side of Manhattan
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Dems Da Brakes (Episode 7)
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Better Living Through Absurdity
This Week's Topic: The little gems you find when you least expect it...
So this weekend is the air show here in Chicago. I hate the air show. Why? Because first of all, without warning, the skies are suddenly filled with the maddening screams of death machines, all pointy and aerodynamic and probably ergonomic too now that I think about it, and they're screeching overhead, showing off, flipping the flips and looping the loops and it's ear-piercing and it's like being under attack and personally I don't see the point or charm in having a show that's dedicated to these machines which are capable of causing mass amounts of destruction from up above. It's noisy and undignified.
Give me a gun show any day of the week.
Anyways, there's no point to that except that some planes just flew overhead and all these people in the park across the street ducked...I almost did the same thing earlier -but I remembered reading something about not showing your fear and keeping still. If keeping still will stop a T-Rex from spotting me, then it should also stop a fighter jet. Right? Right?!
So I ended up going back to my old Livejournal which I kept from 2002 to 2007. I re-read large portions of it -and man, did I relive some really messed up shit. I really wish I'd just left well enough alone. But as if the cosmos wanted to apologize for the stumbling, catatonic walk down that excrement-laden, barbed wire puke pit we call memory lane, I came across this posting I had made regarding an internet convo with some guy who used to repeatedly harass me on IM...and of course, I couldn't resist sharing it with you!
sam_black64: hello
dartsdelight: yes?
sam_black64: do u rember me
dartsdelight: rember?
sam_black64: remember
dartsdelight: no I don't -and seeing as there isn't any information on your profile, how can you really expect me to?
sam_black64: thats true
sam_black64: well u were on one of my old lists and in my messege archive
sam_black64: and i think we last talked about 5or6 months ago
dartsdelight: alright, well a lot has happened since then -sorry -but I still don't remember you -or this screen name
sam_black64: well this is my new name
sam_black64: it was like jack_black416
dartsdelight: oh yes -now it rings a bell -the same one that messaged me a few minutes ago
sam_black64: yep thats when i was looking at my old names
dartsdelight: I see
sam_black64: so do u wana get to no me again or should i just leave u alone
dartsdelight: if you are who I think you are, you should probably just leave me alone -in case you forgot I can't stand atrocious spelling or grammar, and if I recall correctly you used to buzz me all of the time which pissed me off to no end
sam_black64: do what im a bad at spelling
dartsdelight: you're bad at doing a simple sentence
sam_black64: i no
dartsdelight: its "know"
sam_black64: look you might be so fuckin perfect but im not
dartsdelight: I didn't say I was perfect -and hells bells -at least you can spell "fuckin"
sam_black64: well i swear alot
dartsdelight: oh that's good -get the cursing vocab down -that's a way to win my heart
sam_black64: well im slow does that mean dont swear
dartsdelight: yes, you are slow -and no -I wasn't telling you not to swear -I was merely pointing out the irony that you can spell "fucking" and not "a lot" or "know" or "remember" or "you" -thus, your emphasis has obviously not been on a classical education level, or even a common sense level, heck probably not even an "understanding and interpreting street signs" level -which truthfully, repels me.
sam_black64: wow u are perfrect
sam_black64: and yes i no you instead of u
dartsdelight: no -I am educated, I read books, I like being able to converse on a wide variety of topics in a competent manner. There is something of a difference between wanting to appear like you give a shit about how you present yourself and come across to others, and assuming that you're "perfect" as you call it. I am far from perfect.
sam_black64: ok you are smart and u look nice
dartsdelight: by any chance are you wearing a helmet or something -because you act as though you have run into one too many walls...and yes I am smart -good for you for noticing! Someone gets a star sticker!
sam_black64: thanks you think im a retard
dartsdelight: now you're catching on
dartsdelight: like a straw house soaked with gasoline next to a crematorium
sam_black64: and yes my mum still calls me here special boy
dartsdelight: and if I may point out, you referred to yourself as slow -not me
dartsdelight: "here special boy" -what she calls you like you're a dog?
sam_black64: how many freinds do u have
dartsdelight: enough -why?
dartsdelight: and its friends
sam_black64: just a question
sam_black64: i have lots of friends because im a nice person and i dont take the piss out of them or show them up
dartsdelight: neither do I -my friends are all good people who I respect and love very much, so what's your point?
sam_black64: well do u treat all your freinds like how your treating me
sam_black64: or friends
dartsdelight: you are not my friend -therefore it stands to reason that I would not treat you the same.
sam_black64: i dont think il ever be your friend
dartsdelight: my heart is bleeding
dartsdelight: now -listen closely and the little ignore button is going to do her work.
Ah, memories.
Okay back to work for me, you deviants, miscreants and all things wicked and witty!!
So this weekend is the air show here in Chicago. I hate the air show. Why? Because first of all, without warning, the skies are suddenly filled with the maddening screams of death machines, all pointy and aerodynamic and probably ergonomic too now that I think about it, and they're screeching overhead, showing off, flipping the flips and looping the loops and it's ear-piercing and it's like being under attack and personally I don't see the point or charm in having a show that's dedicated to these machines which are capable of causing mass amounts of destruction from up above. It's noisy and undignified.
Give me a gun show any day of the week.
Anyways, there's no point to that except that some planes just flew overhead and all these people in the park across the street ducked...I almost did the same thing earlier -but I remembered reading something about not showing your fear and keeping still. If keeping still will stop a T-Rex from spotting me, then it should also stop a fighter jet. Right? Right?!
So I ended up going back to my old Livejournal which I kept from 2002 to 2007. I re-read large portions of it -and man, did I relive some really messed up shit. I really wish I'd just left well enough alone. But as if the cosmos wanted to apologize for the stumbling, catatonic walk down that excrement-laden, barbed wire puke pit we call memory lane, I came across this posting I had made regarding an internet convo with some guy who used to repeatedly harass me on IM...and of course, I couldn't resist sharing it with you!
sam_black64: hello
dartsdelight: yes?
sam_black64: do u rember me
dartsdelight: rember?
sam_black64: remember
dartsdelight: no I don't -and seeing as there isn't any information on your profile, how can you really expect me to?
sam_black64: thats true
sam_black64: well u were on one of my old lists and in my messege archive
sam_black64: and i think we last talked about 5or6 months ago
dartsdelight: alright, well a lot has happened since then -sorry -but I still don't remember you -or this screen name
sam_black64: well this is my new name
sam_black64: it was like jack_black416
dartsdelight: oh yes -now it rings a bell -the same one that messaged me a few minutes ago
sam_black64: yep thats when i was looking at my old names
dartsdelight: I see
sam_black64: so do u wana get to no me again or should i just leave u alone
dartsdelight: if you are who I think you are, you should probably just leave me alone -in case you forgot I can't stand atrocious spelling or grammar, and if I recall correctly you used to buzz me all of the time which pissed me off to no end
sam_black64: do what im a bad at spelling
dartsdelight: you're bad at doing a simple sentence
sam_black64: i no
dartsdelight: its "know"
sam_black64: look you might be so fuckin perfect but im not
dartsdelight: I didn't say I was perfect -and hells bells -at least you can spell "fuckin"
sam_black64: well i swear alot
dartsdelight: oh that's good -get the cursing vocab down -that's a way to win my heart
sam_black64: well im slow does that mean dont swear
dartsdelight: yes, you are slow -and no -I wasn't telling you not to swear -I was merely pointing out the irony that you can spell "fucking" and not "a lot" or "know" or "remember" or "you" -thus, your emphasis has obviously not been on a classical education level, or even a common sense level, heck probably not even an "understanding and interpreting street signs" level -which truthfully, repels me.
sam_black64: wow u are perfrect
sam_black64: and yes i no you instead of u
dartsdelight: no -I am educated, I read books, I like being able to converse on a wide variety of topics in a competent manner. There is something of a difference between wanting to appear like you give a shit about how you present yourself and come across to others, and assuming that you're "perfect" as you call it. I am far from perfect.
sam_black64: ok you are smart and u look nice
dartsdelight: by any chance are you wearing a helmet or something -because you act as though you have run into one too many walls...and yes I am smart -good for you for noticing! Someone gets a star sticker!
sam_black64: thanks you think im a retard
dartsdelight: now you're catching on
dartsdelight: like a straw house soaked with gasoline next to a crematorium
sam_black64: and yes my mum still calls me here special boy
dartsdelight: and if I may point out, you referred to yourself as slow -not me
dartsdelight: "here special boy" -what she calls you like you're a dog?
sam_black64: how many freinds do u have
dartsdelight: enough -why?
dartsdelight: and its friends
sam_black64: just a question
sam_black64: i have lots of friends because im a nice person and i dont take the piss out of them or show them up
dartsdelight: neither do I -my friends are all good people who I respect and love very much, so what's your point?
sam_black64: well do u treat all your freinds like how your treating me
sam_black64: or friends
dartsdelight: you are not my friend -therefore it stands to reason that I would not treat you the same.
sam_black64: i dont think il ever be your friend
dartsdelight: my heart is bleeding
dartsdelight: now -listen closely and the little ignore button is going to do her work.
Ah, memories.
Okay back to work for me, you deviants, miscreants and all things wicked and witty!!
Bedbugs XLV
Bedbugs XLV
Click here for an explanation of how Bedbugs is created.
Click here for last week's Bedbugs.
There's only one way to settle this; put the camera away and remove
your glasses and talk to me without barriers. Sandpaper
memories ingrained in the broken mental track you're
still trying to push rusted carts on. Believing the
sun will still come up, she foraged ahead. Where is the
door in this wretched place? The hallway, I hear
has something in it that's been waiting a long time for you.
She shows up, love between 1 and 2 pm is better than none,
so I'm told. Faith ain't enough to stop your plunge when you
jump from one cliff to another. Your gravitational beliefs are
an override, you agreed to them first. Shells found outside
were precious, taking years for the water to reveal them. Will you
hear me if you put one up to an ear? There's keep him away from
my family, if you know what's special about metal under the surface of
grow a pair and show me, it blurts out. Not at high tide
I won't. I perceive a lighthouse out there, even though
its bulbs are broken; that place is miles away but I can see it.
Next week's seven phrases/groups of words:
-wrenched out of the muscle portion of his leg
-sewn lips shut, as not to cause
-texture of whatever you're thinking
-riots of ideas
-dialogue between you and the color
-sit down and answer the question
-repeating what you just said
-Adam Barnick
Monday, August 11, 2008
SWING VOTE by Frank Palmcoast
When he's not watching, with beads of sweat, his fellow, legally blind, senior citizens parallel park, Frank Palmcoast is catching seven dollar movies at the local multiplex from sunny Pompano Beach, Florida. He's retired, he's angry at the world, he can't spell to save his life, and he hates Hollywood almost as much as Hillary Clinton, but that will not stop our irreverent, dementia fightin', AARP card carrying everyman from giving us a fresh take on all things Hollyweird. Besides, how can he pass up that marvelous senior citizen discount?
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Frank Palmcoast RETURNS from agonizing knee replacement surgery to cast his vote on Kevin Coster's latest flick Swing Vote
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As usual, nothing much happening at the movies. So instead of watching Matlock reruns, we saw Kevin Costner's newest picture and Costner's newest toupee! Many stars in this one: Dennis Hopper, Nathan Lane, Kelsey Grammer,Tucci, George Lopez, Judge Reinhold and many guest appearances like Willie Nelson, Richard Petty and by the way Petty looked like he died and they forgot to bury him! Without a doubt Madeline Carrol stole the entire movie! Governor Bill Richardson can't be to happy the way the movie shows that everyone in New Mexico lives in Mobile homes and that's not completely true, they also live in tents! It's hard to believe hollyweird allowed no violence, no sex, no nudity and no real vulgar language! I suppose this flick is a satire about our political system. Typically hollyweird presents the presumption that only liberals want world peace, a clean environment and a better economy for the poor. I believe this is a delightful movie and it should be seen by our current presidential candidates. The character that Costner plays, Bud is a felon and felons don't vote and also one man cannot determine the end results, only the electoral college can determine the outcome. This film does projects certain themes: drunkenness, child abuse and neglect, political waste, a sad commentary about America but true! We think we, America lead the free world and we have on of the lowest voter turnouts. We have been invaded by Mexico, we allowed an illegal war, our useless congress and government is running up the national debt by trillions of dollars, a very weeken dollar, stupid health care, the dumbing down of our education system and this movie was making fun of America and rightly so! This is a must if you want to see how George Bush got elected.If you are part of this dumbing down in America, don't go to see this picture---you may have to think! Swing Vote got my vote!
Palmcoast Returns
Dems Da Brakes (Episode 6)
Minimalist situation comedy/radio play.
Episode 6 "The Mole"
Cast:
Samantha: Melissa King
George: Peter Rinaldi
Setting:
The Upper West Side of Manhattan
Sunday, August 10, 2008
The Boxpress Music Time Show with Brian Hughes
Show# 10: Songs from Woody Allen's Films. Brian plays a handful of songs from three Woody Allen films.
Diane Keaton in Annie Hall singing "Seems Like Old Times."
Trailer for Annie Hall.
In my opinion, one of the most sublime and poetic moments in the work of Woody Allen: from Stardust Memories.
The very end of Crimes and Misdemeanors.
Trailer for Crimes and Misdemeanors.
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Friday, August 8, 2008
Bedbugs XLIV
Bedbugs XLIV
Click here for an explanation of how Bedbugs is created.
Click here for last week's Bedbugs.
Nail gun surgery was the wisest alternative. Powder
found on trial again when all thoughts are scattered
and narrative fractured four black dresses match what
people we never dated were wearing and no matter
never mind it's snowing black ash inside and
out; get the children inside! Nobody reads this
or anything else. Will it be found by I volunteer to
take it even if I lose everything. Who is making
that sound? Shouldn't people be here? What on
earth is on my doorstep scratching at the wood?
Stay downstairs! Fractured thoughts you can still splinter
your hand on. Between the cracks, people shouldn't be here.
Pretentious run-ons won't fit on a business card. It's improving
in small increments.
Next week's seven phrases/groups of words:
-put the camera away
-sandpaper memories ingrained
-love between 1 and 2pm
-shells found outside
-keep him away from my family
-grow a pair and show me
-that place is miles away but I can see it
-Adam Barnick
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