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dj FRRI – One More Lovely [a]

Failed with an A, but still worth watching.

The Last Hope For NorCal Freestyle

Kyle Snyder is obsolete.

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British Consulate Pictures

If you haven’t heard, the British consulate in NYC had two homemade grenades set off in front of it this morning. No casualties, no injuries, but the front window is damaged.

The consulate is in fact one block directly over from our branch office on Lexington, which I needed to go to this morning anyhow – so I grabbed the Olympus and took as many shots as I could before the battery crapped out.

Here’s the flickr photoset, for those who want to see:

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L’appel Telephonique Sauvage

L'appel Telephonique Sauvage
A One Act Play
Based On True Events
By Dan Dickinson
CURTAIN UP:
INT. DAN DICKINSON'S APARTMENT.
DAN DICKINSON sits at his desk.  His computer is 
playing "Narcolepsy" by Ben Folds.  His wife, 
KATIE DICKINSON, is sitting on the couch typing 
into her laptop.
THE PHONE RINGS.
DAN DICKINSON Hmm, wonder who that could be.
DAN mutes his music and walks over to the phone, picking it up in his right hand.
DAN DICKINSON Hello?
There is a SHORT PAUSE, followed by a click.
MALE VOICE ON PHONE (background noise indicates some sort of call center) Hello?
DAN is visibly irritated, knowing this is a cold call.
DAN DICKINSON (irritated) Yes?
MALE VOICE ON PHONE Dan?
DAN DICKINSON (somewhat surprised they used just a nickname) Yes?
MALE VOICE ON PHONE (jovial) How's it going? This is Pam from Girls' Gone Wild...
DAN DICKINSON *(V.O., representing internal monologue)* What the FUCK?
MALE VOICE NAMED PAM (still jovial) We're conducting a short phone survey and...
DAN DICKINSON (strongly) Could you PLEASE put me on your "Do Not Call" list?
DAN hangs up the phone, then stares at it, baffled. CURTAIN FALLS. END.

I wish I had the wit, comedic timing, and tape recorder of Eugene Mirman – I can only imagine how much unbridled hilarity could have been in store.

(If you liked this one, be sure to read my other life-is-surreal play, The Market Of Boston.)