silliness

[mamajoan]

I am back from the cottage and didn't manage to get all caught up on my flist (damn, you people wrote a lot for just two and a half days) but ran out of energy/patience.

In lieu of actual content, I give you this very embarrassing but probably amusing thing.

Recently at my mom's place I found a pad of notepaper on which I, probably sometime during high school, had written the opening of a play. (I went through a play-writing phase.) It's just a few lines, but I thought I would post it here, for maximum entertainment (yours) and embarrassment (mine). I've transcribed it from my handwritten version, as closely as possible.

Here it is, in its entirety:

Scene: A concert. Grand Piano in middle of stage. Enter EMCEE and his ASSISTANT

ANNOUNCER: (in loud, emcee-like voice) And now, Ladeeez an' gentlemen, the moment you've been waiting for-
ASSISTANT: (stage whisper) For which you've all been waiting.
ANNOUNCER: (sotto voce) Would you please shut up? (Emcee voice) Presenting for you lucky people the amazing, the stupendous, the magnificent, the - the - (stops and frowns at script)
ASSISTANT: (peering over EMCEE's shoulder) Inimitable.
ANNOUNCER: What?
ASSISTANT: Inimitable. It means something that can't be imitated.
ANNOUNCER: Like hell, anyone can play the piano.

Wow. That is some REALLY bad stuff. You gotta love adolescent attempts at writing. *facepalm*

Comments

[ismenia.livejournal.com]

It's not that bad really. Your posting this reminded me of a sketch I wrote when I was about thirteen. I cringe at the memory and hope that I never come across a copy of it.

[peterchayward.livejournal.com]

The last line made me laugh. Genuinely laugh, not "laugh at how bad it was."

I could just imagine an announcer insulting a musician like that. Amusing.