HONEY, I’M HOME – A PLAY IN NO ACTS

June 27, 2011

Curtain up Scene Interior of a bedroom. The walls teem with a variety of crustaceans. The floor is a havoc of carpenter’s tools, hods, calculus notebooks, tubes of sun screen, limes, etc. The single piece of furniture in the room is an army cot heaped high with sandwiches. A lone light bulb hangs from the […]

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THE BULL’S-EYE DOOR

June 12, 2011

(Therapist and patient face each other. Each is seated on a comfortable chair. A large door with a bull’s-eye painted on it looms in the background.) Patient: I’m scared to do it because of my dream. Therapist: Tell me about the dream. Patient: I’m talking to you, and you tell me I have to leave […]

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THE GOLDEN SPIKE

May 20, 2010

Imagine, if you will, the presence of pompon girls and cheerleaders at Promontory Point, Utah in 1869 when the golden spike completing the transcontinental railroad was driven. It might have gone something like this: Cheerleaders (pompon girls behind them shaking pompons rhythmically): Well, skit, skat, how ’bout that. Dignitaries and railroad workers: Well, skit, skat, […]

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OPERA SYNOPSIS

March 13, 2010

Trembellina Act 1 Scene 1 Trembellina Wafer, daughter of the Chapstick King, is reluctant to wed the barn owl her father has chosen for her. She sings about it and leaves on a goat for America. The goat sings the famous ‘Burden Song’. Act 1 Scene 2 In an underground fortress, a chorus of demons […]

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THE WORST ACTOR IN THE WORLD

January 25, 2010

Actor: Line? Prompter: To be or not. Actor: To be or not … Line? Prompter: To be. Actor: Huh? Prompter: To be or not to be. Actor: Oh, yeah. To be or not to be … To be or not to be … To be … or not to be … … Prompter: That. Actor: […]

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HOMAGE TO NOEL COWARD

July 19, 2009

The Golden Hummingbird (Three pensive people in evening dress stand on a terrace. Through the doors behind them the low hum of a party and the fanciful musings of a piano can barely be discerned.) Lars: The night stretches out before us. Priscilla (sighing): Like a surgical glove without fingers. Alvin: Truth is laike that […]

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DOMESTIC DRAMA

July 11, 2009
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(A neat middle class living room. Spoon lazes in easy chair, engrossed in magazine. Dish sits on couch, knitting. Lamps, tables, bookcase, etc. Painting of ‘Cow over Moon’ above fireplace.) Dish (dreamy, sets knitting on lap): Remember when we ran away? Spoon: Hmm? Dish: I said, Remember when we ran away? Spoon (looking at her […]

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