A story about a normal, every day, run-of-the-mill, generic German Nazi man married to a black woman. Or an Indian woman. Or maybe a Mexican woman. Who know, maybe even a Jewish woman. But its a romantic comedy because they love each other as people even though they hate each other really. Just like most TV marriages. So it'd be about the silly bickering they do throughout their normal lives but with a Nazi twist.
Wait, maybe this isn't a good idea. Racism is kinda bad. Maybe we can use it as a tool to prevent racism. Or something like that. You know, laughter heals, and all that stuff.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Music Video
Before we make our movie debut, let's start off small. Let's remake a music video. That'll be awesome, right? Any ideas for what songs we could do?
mockumentary
We should make this mockumentary. It will be a funny documentary mocking "An Inconvenient Truth". It can be abstract, random, humorous and emotional, but in the end, it can still have a good message (if we want to really do something like that). And yes, there will be a slide show.
"You walk down these aisles that were carefully planned out by some Blockbuster executive. You notice the pretty shelves, the cases on these shelves, the colorful shiny cases on these shelves. You hear mommy's yelling at their children; yes, you hear mommy yell. You see yourself walk by the random body sized mirror. In the distance you hear a television, one that is attached to the ceiling used for promotions. You feel the movie cases as you walk by closing your eyes. It's special in here; maybe too special. And out of nowhere you see this movie. This horrible movie called "Junior". Gears angrily shift within you. And after you take that deep breath after seeing a pregnant Schwarzenegger on the cover it all dawns upon you at once like a really bad and messy sneeze with no tissue paper in sight, "These movies, these horrible movies are killing our planet, bringing us closer, literally, to global warming." - professional Al Gore look-a-like
"Does it feel hot in here or is it just me? *Al Gore look-a-like explodes into a belly laugh* *Regains composure after several minutes* It's all of us. All of us are feeling hot. You see, the reason isn't because sun rays are getting trapped inside our planet's atmosphere to run around like loose hoodlum katrina victims, no. That's a legit problem, sure. Crazy katrina victims, thats another problem, but a problem we will get rid of another day. The problem at hand is global warming. The reason is really quite obvious and simple for anyone to understand."
//The "problem" is going to need some sarcasm, randomness, and humor. These vhs movies that nobody likes is weighing down our planet, so much to the point that it is weighing us down directly onto the sun. Yeah, that can't be good.//
"Movies.
No, not just any movies.
OK, bad movies.
Really, really bad movies. Movies like Junior. Movies like Patch Adams, Steel Magnolias, and Driven. Movies with Steven Segal and Paul Walker. If you aren't cringing already, please take this time to cringe. *Crowd bursts into laughter* People! People I am serious about this! Most people don't know this, but the average vhs cassette tape weighs a little under one pound. *Crowd moans* One pound! I didn't know that, did you know that? For every movie that made it onto the big screen from 1978 to 1996, 56,988,293 copies were made for you and me. Another fact that most people don't know: 9 out of 10 movies are really really bad. You do the math. I seem to have lost the number, no wait, its a bazillion. *Crowd sounds really puzzled* How many times have you seen a movie and said in your mind, "wow that movie was really really terrible?" *crowd somewhat agrees* How many times have you slumped into weeks upon weeks of terrible depression after seeing a bad movie? *crowd is confused bigtime* *Al closes eyes momentarily* I know the feeling all too well. Now you know the magnitude of the problem that I will continue to explain. *people start to leave* The problem that affects all of us. *Al sees people leaving* Is it getting hotter in here?"
Al Gore look-a-like with street video team:
Do you have still have a vcr? Yes? You are definitely part of the problem. I don't even want to talk to you. No wait! Don't leave! You are my main target audience. Please, come back..
"You see that pale dot? Haha no, not that dot, who let this lady bug in here?!? haha. *Crowd erupts into laughter* OK people. OK. People. Settle down, settle down dammit!
Everything that has ever happened in all of human history, has happened on that megapixel. *lady bug can be seen on screen still walking around distracting audience* All the triumphs and all the tragedies, all the wars all the famines, all the major advances...all the horrible movies ever created. All these really horrible movies, weighing down our planet, our only home. And that is what is at stake, our ability to live on planet Earth, our ability to fit better movies into our world because the really bad ones take up all their space. I believe this is a moral issue, it is your time to cease these movies, it is our time to get rid of these terrible movies that are weighing down our earth, my home. All these bad movies, all of their combined weight pulling us closer to the sun." - Al Gore look-a-like,
"Most American's don't think about this, but what happens to the movies that nobody buys? Hah yeah, silly question you may think, but what happens to these movies? I don't know why you would do this, but something may incline you to walk into your local unclean Walmart and see movies there that nobody would ever dare buying. Ever walk by and peek into their large square movie bin? You may even walk into a much nicer Target store and see the same thing. I personally like Costco, but as much as I like them, I have to put my foot down before I enter, because they sell movies by the double-pack! So where do they send these movies that nobody wants? I am here today to tell you that there are special holding facilities located randomly throughout this country that house millions, no, did I say millions, I meant billions, billions of these movies! It's VHS people and it is killing us! Why would we even store these movies, each second bring us closer to armageddon. The average movie holding facility has a net weight of 500,000,000 kilotons. Thats like Hiroshima-Nagasaki. We all know what tragically befell these 2 Japanese cities. We know how dangerous something like that can be. So I urge you, to take action."
Al Gore look-a-like with street video team:
"Whats your favorite movie? Ohhh thats worse movie ever made, the worst. You cannot be serious. Ohhhh nooo."
*Thats a small taste of what this mockumentary will be like. Just like "An Inconvenient Truth".
//The solution will be for people to get rid of all their old vhs movies by throwing them away (how this solves the problem is beyond me, because its just re-displacing the "problem") but if Al knows, then its all good. There will be footage of good American people, elderly folk mostly, throwing out their old vhs movies in effort to do their part to save earth.
More fake Al Gore talking, reflections inside a blockbuster retail store, talking with people in the street, showing a presentation at a university, funny Al narrations, talking with bigshots, interviews with washed out film actors who were in these "horrible movies", US gov involvement, more charts and slide shows, and good fun humor.
//One possible ending could be Al just wants people to send these movies to him (he says he has a facility that can properly destroy them and render them harmless to global warming), because he really actually enjoys them. He wants vhs tapes. He is confused by DVD, HD-DVD, and Blueray and the thought of ever having to get used to them literally makes him ill. So his real motive is not global warming, but to get a really large collection of vhs tapes. It was a sad realization for him to realize that the movies he liked were the movies that nobody else liked anymore, so he had to play it this way to get them. Slide show and all to get these tapes. But it also turns out somehow, that yeah, it prevents global warming. Yeah, Al saved us (and maybe created the internet).//
"You walk down these aisles that were carefully planned out by some Blockbuster executive. You notice the pretty shelves, the cases on these shelves, the colorful shiny cases on these shelves. You hear mommy's yelling at their children; yes, you hear mommy yell. You see yourself walk by the random body sized mirror. In the distance you hear a television, one that is attached to the ceiling used for promotions. You feel the movie cases as you walk by closing your eyes. It's special in here; maybe too special. And out of nowhere you see this movie. This horrible movie called "Junior". Gears angrily shift within you. And after you take that deep breath after seeing a pregnant Schwarzenegger on the cover it all dawns upon you at once like a really bad and messy sneeze with no tissue paper in sight, "These movies, these horrible movies are killing our planet, bringing us closer, literally, to global warming." - professional Al Gore look-a-like
"Does it feel hot in here or is it just me? *Al Gore look-a-like explodes into a belly laugh* *Regains composure after several minutes* It's all of us. All of us are feeling hot. You see, the reason isn't because sun rays are getting trapped inside our planet's atmosphere to run around like loose hoodlum katrina victims, no. That's a legit problem, sure. Crazy katrina victims, thats another problem, but a problem we will get rid of another day. The problem at hand is global warming. The reason is really quite obvious and simple for anyone to understand."
//The "problem" is going to need some sarcasm, randomness, and humor. These vhs movies that nobody likes is weighing down our planet, so much to the point that it is weighing us down directly onto the sun. Yeah, that can't be good.//
"Movies.
No, not just any movies.
OK, bad movies.
Really, really bad movies. Movies like Junior. Movies like Patch Adams, Steel Magnolias, and Driven. Movies with Steven Segal and Paul Walker. If you aren't cringing already, please take this time to cringe. *Crowd bursts into laughter* People! People I am serious about this! Most people don't know this, but the average vhs cassette tape weighs a little under one pound. *Crowd moans* One pound! I didn't know that, did you know that? For every movie that made it onto the big screen from 1978 to 1996, 56,988,293 copies were made for you and me. Another fact that most people don't know: 9 out of 10 movies are really really bad. You do the math. I seem to have lost the number, no wait, its a bazillion. *Crowd sounds really puzzled* How many times have you seen a movie and said in your mind, "wow that movie was really really terrible?" *crowd somewhat agrees* How many times have you slumped into weeks upon weeks of terrible depression after seeing a bad movie? *crowd is confused bigtime* *Al closes eyes momentarily* I know the feeling all too well. Now you know the magnitude of the problem that I will continue to explain. *people start to leave* The problem that affects all of us. *Al sees people leaving* Is it getting hotter in here?"
Al Gore look-a-like with street video team:
Do you have still have a vcr? Yes? You are definitely part of the problem. I don't even want to talk to you. No wait! Don't leave! You are my main target audience. Please, come back..
"You see that pale dot? Haha no, not that dot, who let this lady bug in here?!? haha. *Crowd erupts into laughter* OK people. OK. People. Settle down, settle down dammit!
Everything that has ever happened in all of human history, has happened on that megapixel. *lady bug can be seen on screen still walking around distracting audience* All the triumphs and all the tragedies, all the wars all the famines, all the major advances...all the horrible movies ever created. All these really horrible movies, weighing down our planet, our only home. And that is what is at stake, our ability to live on planet Earth, our ability to fit better movies into our world because the really bad ones take up all their space. I believe this is a moral issue, it is your time to cease these movies, it is our time to get rid of these terrible movies that are weighing down our earth, my home. All these bad movies, all of their combined weight pulling us closer to the sun." - Al Gore look-a-like,
"Most American's don't think about this, but what happens to the movies that nobody buys? Hah yeah, silly question you may think, but what happens to these movies? I don't know why you would do this, but something may incline you to walk into your local unclean Walmart and see movies there that nobody would ever dare buying. Ever walk by and peek into their large square movie bin? You may even walk into a much nicer Target store and see the same thing. I personally like Costco, but as much as I like them, I have to put my foot down before I enter, because they sell movies by the double-pack! So where do they send these movies that nobody wants? I am here today to tell you that there are special holding facilities located randomly throughout this country that house millions, no, did I say millions, I meant billions, billions of these movies! It's VHS people and it is killing us! Why would we even store these movies, each second bring us closer to armageddon. The average movie holding facility has a net weight of 500,000,000 kilotons. Thats like Hiroshima-Nagasaki. We all know what tragically befell these 2 Japanese cities. We know how dangerous something like that can be. So I urge you, to take action."
Al Gore look-a-like with street video team:
"Whats your favorite movie? Ohhh thats worse movie ever made, the worst. You cannot be serious. Ohhhh nooo."
*Thats a small taste of what this mockumentary will be like. Just like "An Inconvenient Truth".
//The solution will be for people to get rid of all their old vhs movies by throwing them away (how this solves the problem is beyond me, because its just re-displacing the "problem") but if Al knows, then its all good. There will be footage of good American people, elderly folk mostly, throwing out their old vhs movies in effort to do their part to save earth.
More fake Al Gore talking, reflections inside a blockbuster retail store, talking with people in the street, showing a presentation at a university, funny Al narrations, talking with bigshots, interviews with washed out film actors who were in these "horrible movies", US gov involvement, more charts and slide shows, and good fun humor.
//One possible ending could be Al just wants people to send these movies to him (he says he has a facility that can properly destroy them and render them harmless to global warming), because he really actually enjoys them. He wants vhs tapes. He is confused by DVD, HD-DVD, and Blueray and the thought of ever having to get used to them literally makes him ill. So his real motive is not global warming, but to get a really large collection of vhs tapes. It was a sad realization for him to realize that the movies he liked were the movies that nobody else liked anymore, so he had to play it this way to get them. Slide show and all to get these tapes. But it also turns out somehow, that yeah, it prevents global warming. Yeah, Al saved us (and maybe created the internet).//
Thursday, May 17, 2007
the grenade and the missing safety pin
here's something that might as well arise from the dead, because people act like its nonexistent.
everyone has their own idea on what being happy is. some people act like they know what happiness is, and everyone tries to force you to accept their narrow minded version of this belief.
lets resurrect something tonight. i am not forcing anything on anyone. this is simply my opinion for you to take or reject.
there are three basic groups that i can see right off the top of my head.
group #1
there are those who make up the majority. these are the people that are pressured by their parents, society, the media (yes journalists too), and everything else that they know to strive for success. success is never really defined during this time. it is implied that being successful means obtaining upper class citizen status. by doing this, hard work is required. struggling competition for the highest class gpa, those who do the most extracurricular work, those who join the most school clubs, bachelors degree, master degree, doctorate degree, those who follow an ideology exactly without any deviation, that ideology being the "american dream". the journey to this "american dream" seems to be the least bit happy. i know people on this route and they are depressed. monster lcd hdtv's, first class seating on jumbo jets, multi-million dollar homes, a breathtaking automobile, etc.. this is their goal. to understand that you fit in such a status, means that you should be able to have all of those things and more. how is that done? hard work, lots of hard work. the word happy is broad and never really explained during this whole time. people just follow this mindless path and expect happiness to rain upon them in the form of luxuries. they believe this hard depressing journey of work will be paid off one day by luxuries that will bring them happiness. the media and society makes having excessive wealth seem sononymous with happiness. ask these people if they are happy. ask them if their luxuries make them happy. they are either clever liars or regrettfully honest. something always seems to be lacking from their lives. where is the happiness? i did all this stuff, all this work, i busted my ass when my joe blow roomate was smoking weed and partying every night. now all i have is this shiny mercedes and monster house. i have a job that i hate. a job that i chose based on wealth, because i knew that if anyone could do it, i could do it with hard work, and that would be me on that yacht someday. where is my happiness?
do schools ever ask young children throughout their years in school what will and currently makes them happy? not really. but some actually do. some of them encourage you to do what makes you happy. even if it is getting that lower paying liberal arts career. that brings us to the next group.
groups #2
yes, the rise of the creative thinkers. the right brainers. the people who can get all the fancy jobs, but choose not to because they have been made to believe that choosing the right career will make them happy, and what a shame it would be to choose the wrong career. some do choose "fancy" jobs if that happens to truly be their passion. they pursue the magical career that will put that happy smile on their face. this is a minority group compared to the large majority chasing yale, harvard, and other universities as if they lost their balls and they must be accepted by these prestigious universities to reclaim what was lost. this growing minority of people stress that doing what you love is the best. its the ticket to happiness. or so they make it seem. they say if you pick a career for ulterior reasons other than pure happiness, that you will not be satisfied and ultimately depressed throughout life. "oh the dread of going to a job you don't love for 40 hours a week!!" they harp on and on. and so on to their "happy" jobs they march every day and seem to be doing alright. happiness they call it. but you say this sounds legit. you are doing something that you love everyday, how can anything possibly ruin the happiness? they are happy, yes, to a degree. maybe they are happy. maybe they are just content with their job. content that they did something other than the majority and so they feel special that they found this minority path that caters to a different type of culture that is now emerging. maybe, maybe, maybe. thats not the point. many think this is the end of the road. the final solution. either you are mainstream following the "american dream" for monetary and self power reasons or you are doing what you "love", making considerably less money, but are supposedly way happier. that seems to be the end of the road. you can always dig deeper. as deep as ones imagination allows, and unfortunately not all imaginations know how to dig.
the simple is said to be the most overlooked. some people only see yin and yang. right or wrong. sided with the majority or sided with the minority. lets dig deeper and forget about norms, rules, values, ideas and all that other stuff that imagination doesn't have time for.
what is a job? it is the principle activity in ones life where they trade work for money. so whether you have a career in group #1 or in group #2, you are still working for a paycheck. group #1 struggled more and worked hard and they make bigger paychecks but usually are less happy. group #2 went to school, didn't have to struggle as much as group #1, make smaller paychecks, but they argue that their higher happiness level makes up for the lower pay.
two different groups, two different journey's, and 2 different outcomes, but one similar downfall that plagues both.
group #3
the "we-are-not-reliant-on-our-job-for-happiness-because-true- happiness-comes-from-within-ourselves" group. its so basic, so simple, and so overlooked. happiness is a state of mind. once upon a time people said you had to follow some outline to become successful and obtain the "american dream", then another group rose up and challenged that and said "screw that, we are gonna do what we love, cause it makes us happy while you are not happy". why is everyone so dependent on their job for happiness? sure you have to be there for long hours everyday. it's not about striving for success and luxuries to bring one happiness, cause that kind of happiness does not last long. it is not true, it is not real and sooner or later you will know that first hand. it's not about finding some external thing, some "happy" job, to be the basis for your happiness. its about yourself. its about your mind. its about finding happiness within yourself regardless of all the other shit that floats around out there externally. jobs come and go. you could be laid off from your dream job with a change of the market. why base ones life's happiness on something so external, so unstable, so unknown. how did war vets survive in the worst possible conditions when they were prisoners of war being tortured daily. happiness is a state of mind, a state that they managed to find in their darkest hour. you could be bound in a prison camp being tortured and still choose to be happy. its your mind, thus the decision is only yours. ecclesiastes says that there is only 2 purposes of life, to fear God and obey His commandments. the rest is, vanity, nothing. when you die it is gone. true happiness comes from within, the temple of God. nothing can prevent you from being happy, only your mind. only your mind. i hate seeing group #1 work so hard with happiness in their sights, only to get there finally and find out that it was an illusion. i hate seeing group #2 feel that something so external as a job as being the main source of ones happiness. they see it that way so much that they will be willing to make pennies just to find this happiness.
america functions on diversity. if everyone was in group #1, our nation would fail. if everyone was in group #2, the same thing would happen. perhaps it is good that some people have varying perspectives on what happiness means to them.
you can be a king or a homeless person. they both have minds. they both have entirely different circumstances. it doesn't matter how rich one is or how poor one is. the point is anyone can have happiness, as long as they want it. happiness is a state of mind. true happiness can only come from God, it can only be found within.
everyone has their own idea on what being happy is. some people act like they know what happiness is, and everyone tries to force you to accept their narrow minded version of this belief.
lets resurrect something tonight. i am not forcing anything on anyone. this is simply my opinion for you to take or reject.
there are three basic groups that i can see right off the top of my head.
group #1
there are those who make up the majority. these are the people that are pressured by their parents, society, the media (yes journalists too), and everything else that they know to strive for success. success is never really defined during this time. it is implied that being successful means obtaining upper class citizen status. by doing this, hard work is required. struggling competition for the highest class gpa, those who do the most extracurricular work, those who join the most school clubs, bachelors degree, master degree, doctorate degree, those who follow an ideology exactly without any deviation, that ideology being the "american dream". the journey to this "american dream" seems to be the least bit happy. i know people on this route and they are depressed. monster lcd hdtv's, first class seating on jumbo jets, multi-million dollar homes, a breathtaking automobile, etc.. this is their goal. to understand that you fit in such a status, means that you should be able to have all of those things and more. how is that done? hard work, lots of hard work. the word happy is broad and never really explained during this whole time. people just follow this mindless path and expect happiness to rain upon them in the form of luxuries. they believe this hard depressing journey of work will be paid off one day by luxuries that will bring them happiness. the media and society makes having excessive wealth seem sononymous with happiness. ask these people if they are happy. ask them if their luxuries make them happy. they are either clever liars or regrettfully honest. something always seems to be lacking from their lives. where is the happiness? i did all this stuff, all this work, i busted my ass when my joe blow roomate was smoking weed and partying every night. now all i have is this shiny mercedes and monster house. i have a job that i hate. a job that i chose based on wealth, because i knew that if anyone could do it, i could do it with hard work, and that would be me on that yacht someday. where is my happiness?
do schools ever ask young children throughout their years in school what will and currently makes them happy? not really. but some actually do. some of them encourage you to do what makes you happy. even if it is getting that lower paying liberal arts career. that brings us to the next group.
groups #2
yes, the rise of the creative thinkers. the right brainers. the people who can get all the fancy jobs, but choose not to because they have been made to believe that choosing the right career will make them happy, and what a shame it would be to choose the wrong career. some do choose "fancy" jobs if that happens to truly be their passion. they pursue the magical career that will put that happy smile on their face. this is a minority group compared to the large majority chasing yale, harvard, and other universities as if they lost their balls and they must be accepted by these prestigious universities to reclaim what was lost. this growing minority of people stress that doing what you love is the best. its the ticket to happiness. or so they make it seem. they say if you pick a career for ulterior reasons other than pure happiness, that you will not be satisfied and ultimately depressed throughout life. "oh the dread of going to a job you don't love for 40 hours a week!!" they harp on and on. and so on to their "happy" jobs they march every day and seem to be doing alright. happiness they call it. but you say this sounds legit. you are doing something that you love everyday, how can anything possibly ruin the happiness? they are happy, yes, to a degree. maybe they are happy. maybe they are just content with their job. content that they did something other than the majority and so they feel special that they found this minority path that caters to a different type of culture that is now emerging. maybe, maybe, maybe. thats not the point. many think this is the end of the road. the final solution. either you are mainstream following the "american dream" for monetary and self power reasons or you are doing what you "love", making considerably less money, but are supposedly way happier. that seems to be the end of the road. you can always dig deeper. as deep as ones imagination allows, and unfortunately not all imaginations know how to dig.
the simple is said to be the most overlooked. some people only see yin and yang. right or wrong. sided with the majority or sided with the minority. lets dig deeper and forget about norms, rules, values, ideas and all that other stuff that imagination doesn't have time for.
what is a job? it is the principle activity in ones life where they trade work for money. so whether you have a career in group #1 or in group #2, you are still working for a paycheck. group #1 struggled more and worked hard and they make bigger paychecks but usually are less happy. group #2 went to school, didn't have to struggle as much as group #1, make smaller paychecks, but they argue that their higher happiness level makes up for the lower pay.
two different groups, two different journey's, and 2 different outcomes, but one similar downfall that plagues both.
group #3
the "we-are-not-reliant-on-our-job-for-happiness-because-true- happiness-comes-from-within-ourselves" group. its so basic, so simple, and so overlooked. happiness is a state of mind. once upon a time people said you had to follow some outline to become successful and obtain the "american dream", then another group rose up and challenged that and said "screw that, we are gonna do what we love, cause it makes us happy while you are not happy". why is everyone so dependent on their job for happiness? sure you have to be there for long hours everyday. it's not about striving for success and luxuries to bring one happiness, cause that kind of happiness does not last long. it is not true, it is not real and sooner or later you will know that first hand. it's not about finding some external thing, some "happy" job, to be the basis for your happiness. its about yourself. its about your mind. its about finding happiness within yourself regardless of all the other shit that floats around out there externally. jobs come and go. you could be laid off from your dream job with a change of the market. why base ones life's happiness on something so external, so unstable, so unknown. how did war vets survive in the worst possible conditions when they were prisoners of war being tortured daily. happiness is a state of mind, a state that they managed to find in their darkest hour. you could be bound in a prison camp being tortured and still choose to be happy. its your mind, thus the decision is only yours. ecclesiastes says that there is only 2 purposes of life, to fear God and obey His commandments. the rest is, vanity, nothing. when you die it is gone. true happiness comes from within, the temple of God. nothing can prevent you from being happy, only your mind. only your mind. i hate seeing group #1 work so hard with happiness in their sights, only to get there finally and find out that it was an illusion. i hate seeing group #2 feel that something so external as a job as being the main source of ones happiness. they see it that way so much that they will be willing to make pennies just to find this happiness.
america functions on diversity. if everyone was in group #1, our nation would fail. if everyone was in group #2, the same thing would happen. perhaps it is good that some people have varying perspectives on what happiness means to them.
you can be a king or a homeless person. they both have minds. they both have entirely different circumstances. it doesn't matter how rich one is or how poor one is. the point is anyone can have happiness, as long as they want it. happiness is a state of mind. true happiness can only come from God, it can only be found within.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
hate
I want to right a movie about work - think wes anderson (the royal tenenbaums, rushmore) meets office space. Here's some dialog I was thinking of during our meeting...
j: what do you all think of these here?
a: whats on those dials? Are those upside down A's?
j: no, those are the hands. and the logo. I was thinking of sort of a plain [gets cut off]
a: oh, I see now. I was reading that as an upside down A. You know, like the letter A. I have two of them in my name. right at the beginning, too. How many A's are in your name? [pause for the uncomfortable silence] Yeah, none. Exactly zero.
[more uncomfortable silence]
j: well, I guess I could [gets cut off again]
a: yeah, maybe you should.
j: what do you all think of these here?
a: whats on those dials? Are those upside down A's?
j: no, those are the hands. and the logo. I was thinking of sort of a plain [gets cut off]
a: oh, I see now. I was reading that as an upside down A. You know, like the letter A. I have two of them in my name. right at the beginning, too. How many A's are in your name? [pause for the uncomfortable silence] Yeah, none. Exactly zero.
[more uncomfortable silence]
j: well, I guess I could [gets cut off again]
a: yeah, maybe you should.
Monday, May 7, 2007
sketch comedy ideas...
1) Uncomfortable Yoga Stretch Guy
The guy in the office (or wherever) that is always showing off his crazy yoga stretch positions while discussing office stuff. Possibly very uncomfortable and inappropriate.
2) Dog Parents
Normal all-American family but the parents are dogs. Normal family situations - school, vacations, whatever - but with the dogs as the kids parents. Might be hard to execute, but could be fun.
The guy in the office (or wherever) that is always showing off his crazy yoga stretch positions while discussing office stuff. Possibly very uncomfortable and inappropriate.
2) Dog Parents
Normal all-American family but the parents are dogs. Normal family situations - school, vacations, whatever - but with the dogs as the kids parents. Might be hard to execute, but could be fun.
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