Jun 08, 2005 08:57
it was good to be reminded of what i appreciate:
sobriety.
people in small groups.
loser-like non-conformity.
basketball. oh, god, basketball.
lack of thoughts.
the white stripes.
nate.
food.
woody allen.
basketball, basketball, basketball.
indulging in MY kind of celebration.
If this were Tamineh’s movie, there’d be a dramatic pause, and then we’d move on to the next scene. Which would be Andy and Ned, speeding down some anonymous road on the day of the non-war war.
Ned is at the wheel of the bulky SUV, and for some reason or another, he’s shirtless. Andy is picking flour out of his hair, crumbling it onto his shirt and all over the car.
“I think I’m getting dreads.”
Um- excuse me. Am I in the right story?
Probably not. Who are you?
Are you the author?
Supposedly.
Billy! This is the guy. Arrest him or whatever it is you do with these fucking sickos.
What’s this about?
Mr. Alsaid, I am Mr. Allen’s attorney. I have come to notify you that Mr. Allen has decided to sue you.
Oh god. Why?
Defamation of character.
I never said anything bad about him!
No, no. Little known second definition of the term. You haven’t given him enough lines in your story. As a Big Name Character, according to union bylaws, he is entitled to at least fifteen lines of dialogue and two descriptive paragraphs (cumulative) within ten pages of introduction. God knows we weren’t asking for much. Since you have failed to comply, we’ll see you in court. Good day.