Friday, May 05, 2017
Actor
-Given THAT turkey, say they, the sonofabitch can really act?
-A script my international film career followed explicitly.
-Well, you’re distinguished! But no one says that,
because of all the bad shows.
-They do in the theater. Feel it across the footlights!...so to speak.
-What’s up there?
-Just did Lear, Claremont Experimental.
-Wow! Interesting!
-You’d think, but...more bad luck with Typhoon Inez for opening.
-No!
-Producers threw in the sponge.
-Hafta be humongous one for typhoon.
-Such a bad joke! But probably called for.
-Sorry. But one and done for Lear?
-Not completely. Cast got it on their phones.
-Quite a juggling act! You come offstage and quick grab your phone?
-No need, they’re in the script.
-Uh?...what sound a modern turkey make?
-I’ll put it on Speaker.
Labels: acting, actor, film, Lear, phone, theater, Turkey
Tuesday, March 01, 2016
Fixer
In Conversation and Fable
-You like to make phonecalls. Straighten the whole
world by wire or cell!
-My skill. And, modestly, Art.
-Don’t make that one, Picasso! Fair warning!
He did. Eventually going to the bureau where they
had attempted to remedy his plight...and engineered,
thereby, the greatest clusterfuck in the history of government.
Of Mankind? Top hundred.
He emerged. Walked past his car to the high road.
Cops picked up there, babbling.
After a month in Bide-a-Bit:
-I’m surprised you didn’t wave your dick too.
-I lack imagination.
Labels: breakdown, bureaucracy, cell, clusterfuck, fixer, government, phone, phone skills, Picasso
