How Many Bloggers Does it Take to Dial a Phone?
The setting: A Chinese noodle joint in D.C.
The appointed hour: 8:20 pm on Friday, February 29th, 2008
The players: A veritable king's court of bloggers from up and down the Eastern seaboard -- The Grand Marnier, dl004d, the Rock Critic, Mr. Gray Pages, Enchanted Pants and the SJB.
The scene: Simultaneous phone calls to absent player SKBK, celebrating her 8th birthday in Florida.
The results: Phone lines tangled from Miami to D.C.; bloggers known to communicate mainly through Twitter entries and well-penned cutting criticism of the minutia of everyday life left to fend for themselves through verbal modes of dialogue; inside jokes, shocking revelations, one-liners, debates and counterattacks, phone messages embedded inside phone messages, accusations of incestuous relationships across high school, college and post-college boundaries; Blackberries pitted against iPhones; competing claims to the role of Crusty Old Dean in the hit one act play "Update #4: A Door!"; Rooster sauce attacking green sauce; chicken noodle eaters besting beef noodle eaters; widespread suspicion as to how many of us will blog about this... and who will win...
9 Comments:
Nice Pictures! Sad that the weekend is already over... Sigh.
I should, perhaps, clarify that "Act V, Scene III" was the thrilling conclusion to a night of theatre.
"A Door!" lasts at least 2.5 hours, 3 with intermission.
The SJBlog is going to need to see more than just one act of this thing if we're going to get the financing under way, Josh. Not to mention the movie rights.
Here's what we know:
In Act I, you move to a small New England town. The locals are suspicious of the outsider who talks with a strange accent. Also, Jimmy Chitwood isn't interested in playing basketball no more.
In Act II, the students are unruly. You win them over after padlocking the door by playing Bob Dylan.
In Act III, Timmy learns his sister is sick. Robin Williams tries to treat her with laughter, which only makes things worse. Much worse.
In Act IV, the Carpenters Union calls for a general strike against those East Coast elitists. SJB, being the only professor who can speak Spanish, mediates with the rank-and-file. Music from the Carpenters will not be played.
Regarding Act IV: the crusty old dean is a racist.
What? I'm not optioning this.
This play is getting worse the more I hear about it. If this is being shopped around, Josh isn't allowed to speak during the meeting.
Also: it's a musical.
I shouldn't have left that loophole open. Josh isn't allowed to sing at the meeting either. To be on the safe side, maybe we shouldn't bring him along to the meeting at all.
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