Thursday, August 31, 2006
Short Iraq script
Soldier 1: How many?
Soldier 2: 24
Solder 1: In the country, I meant
Soldier 2: 52, at least.
Soldier 1: (sigh) You, know why?
Soldier 2: We signed up for this. We knew what could happen.
Soldier 1: (bit anger/annoyed)(two quick short breaths)I signed up to go to college. I mean, I didn’t think I would end up here, huddled in a bunker, just waiting for those damn bombs to drop over us.
Soldier 2: About half of us thought the same way, You know that. I would have gotten my degree by now. But that’s the trade off. They get us an education, We go to wherever they need…(interrupted)
Soldier 1: Damn, You know that’s crap. All this death, and the cries of suffering, over what? U.S Security? So over 100,000 of innocent people have died, for someone back home can go shoot up heroine into their arm, and rot away slowly.
Soldier 2: Hey! If we weren’t here, how many of innocent American would be dead now? Just shut your mouth before I do it for you.
(pause)
Soldier 2: Sorry. If dad ever heard me say that to you, we would have slapped me over the head, huh.
Soldier 1: Yeah he would have. (slight pause) I wish we could be home now.
Soldier 2: It wouldn’t be the same without dad.
Soldier 1: 6 months has it been. Right?
Soldier 2: yeah. If he didn’t(pause) pass, it still wouldn’t be the same.
Soldier 1: This war has changed us.
Soldier 2: This war has changed everything. Nothing can ever be the same.
So, uh Tuesday night
I thought that Tuesday night went well. I was super nervous at the very beginning, and even more nervous when I started payback. I looked over at Rich and he seemed so calm that I kind of chilled out. I thought it was an overall good show. I think this week might be just as challenging if we don't prepare before hand. Thank you Seth for playing New deep, I hope you play it every Tuesday. I've got a few ideas for scripts floating in my head, I posted up one and have one that I can't find. So I hope you guys like it.
I thought that Tuesday night went well. I was super nervous at the very beginning, and even more nervous when I started payback. I looked over at Rich and he seemed so calm that I kind of chilled out. I thought it was an overall good show. I think this week might be just as challenging if we don't prepare before hand. I've got a few ideas for scripts floating in my head, I posted up one and have one that I can't find. So I hope you guys like it.
Wednesday night
Melanie; Wow this place is more empty than a Backstreet Boy revival Concert. So many seats, so many computers so many to chose from. That’s good no one’s here, I need the peace and quiet, that’s why I came to the library’s computer room. I’ve got this big paper do tomorrow and I need to start. That paper is the start of my new life. The start of a new beginning. The end of an era. Okay I guess I should get started. So I’m going to pick a seat and just start typing. This one this one seems good. It’s right by the door next to the bathroom, just in case I want to go to the bathroom and I have to go real bad. I can just get up and go. So can everyone else and all I’ll hear is flush, flush, flush, flush. Their goes my grade right down the toilet. Not literally, but metaphorically. Nope, Nope this seat doesn’t work. I know, I’ll sit on the opposite side of the bathroom. Here, right here, this is perfect. I don’t have to worry about being to close to the bathroom. But, what if I’ve got to finish the most important sentence of the most import essay of my life, before I loose my train of thought and I have to use the bathroom. So, I get up and then I come back and can’t remember anything. I flunk high school and Billy the Boy I’m obsessed with, will never ask me to prom. So instead, I wait until I can finish this sentence that turns into a paragraph. So I just keep holding it. Then I really got to go but know I can’t I can’t lose that train of thought. So I keep typing and holding and typing and holding it and typing and holding. Then I can’t hold it any longer so I race to the bathroom. I’ve held it so long I can’t go. So I won’t drink anything until I can. If I can’t go how long can I not go for, a day, a month? I’ll die from either dehydration. Or worse I’ll explode and it will be in the class with Fredrick the man of my dreams, and then he’ll never ask me to marry him. My life will be over metaphorically and literally all because I chose to sit and do my paper in this chair. Nope, nope, nope, not going to work. I know, right there, there is perfect. Ah, I am perfectly fine sitting right here. Yup, yup, yup here is where I want to be. Perfect, Perfect, Perfect. Oh, and look a window seat. Oh look there’s a beautiful bird. Hello, birdie. Oh the mama bird is teaching the baby birds how to fly. Oh fly little birdies oh they’re so cute. Oh there goes the mama up, up, up she goes. Ah, so beautiful. There goes the first bird down, down and up, up it goes boy oh boy is it a beauty. Awe, and there it goes flying right back to the nest. Now it’s the littlest ones try. Oh, up, down , up ,down, up, up, up, up, and then down again down and down it keeps going down oh no bird down, bird down, save him mama bird go, go now, he’s going to hit the ground save him mama bird save him no no no no no. Mama birds racing to catch him, mama bird catch him. I can’t look I can’t look. I can’t look away I can’t look away. She’s got him. Thank you Jesus. (pause) Whew, what a relief. There the baby goes safely back in the nest. What are you doing mama bird? Are you going to try again? There she goes starts flying again. I think this is a bad idea mama bird that was more of rollercoaster than Islands of adventure the incredible hulk. HAWK, HAWK, WATCH OUT MAMA BIRD THERE’S A HAWK HEADING RIGHT. Oh, wow. I’m definitely not sitting at the window anymore. Yeah, that was definitely a bad idea. No, no, Here it is, this is the perfect seat. Not to close not to far. This is it. Wait let me sit. Yes, this is perfect, perfect, perfect. Yeah let’s start typing. Wait a minute, who am I talking to? There’s no one in hear. I’m all alone. I don’t think I’ve ever been alone. I can’t do this I got to find somebody to sit here with me. Someone who will talk too loud, or talk at all, type to loud. Right now I just need to here somebody else breathing. I can’t breathe. I got to get out of here I’ve got to find somebody now.
Josh; Huh, it’s empty. That’s strange I could have sworn I heard, never mind. Cool this one’s already on. The American Revolution and what it meant to me.
Melanie; What are you doing?
Josh; typing an essay.
Melanie; yes typing an essay on my computer. That is my seat. That is my key board and those are my keys.
Josh; I don’t know if you’ve noticed but there’s thirty different computers in here.
Melanie; that’s right there are thirty different computers in here. Different. Each one having there own feel there own vibe. This computer is my vibe.
Josh; Is this your lucky computer. The one you type all your essays on and gives you a guaranteed A. I can completely understand that. I have this lucky sock I bring with me to every the basketball games, and the only time we’ve ever lost was when I didn’t have my lucky sock with me. Coincidence, I think not.
Melanie; Crazy, I think so.
Josh; Fine, find another computer then.
Melanie; Let me level with you, what’s your name?
Josh; Josh
Melanie; Josh, may I call you Joshua?
Josh; No, you can call me Josh.
Melanie; Now Joshua
Josh; Josh.
Melanie; Right, Joshua, I need this seat, these keys this computer. If I don’t have this seat Joshua I will have to watch a poor innocent bird grow up without a mother, which will distract me from writing this paper. Or I’ll die from dehydration or just one day explode. Then I’ll never marry Fredrick or go to the prom with Billy. So I’m going to be as blunt as I can, MOVE.
Josh; I’m out of here. Word of advice, there’s free help at this school, I recommend you go until you can no longer afford it.
Melanie; That doesn’t even make any since. (shouts) Hey that doesn’t make any sense! Oh computer once dragged from me and we’re reunited once again.(I’m alone again) I’m alone again. No, no, Joshua comes back.
Gary; Uh the computer rooms empty, well isn’t that lucky. The American Revolution and what it meant to me. I guess somebody’s work on this computer. Oh the one right in front of it is on. Well I’ll just get started. Supply and Demand, just a theory, or a way of life?
Melanie; There’s no one in this freakin library where is, Hi.
Gary; Hey
Melanie; Your breathing.
Gary; Yeah.
Melanie; That’s great. I’m Melanie what’s your name.
Gary; Gary.
Melanie; That’s cool. Gary it just rolls off the tongue, Gary. Ha, I like it.
Gary; Me to.
Melanie; So um gare can I call you gare? I like giving my friends nickname like Michael, I call him mike or Thomas I call him tom. You know, stuff like that. You know I’m cool, cool people give nick names, I.e. me. Josh I call him Joshua, Sam I call him Sammy. Generally nick names are shorter but, when your cool it doesn’t matter you know what I mean gare.
Gary; Listen Melanie, you seem like a nice girl but I really got to finish this paper.
Melanie; Oh no problem; I got yah. I ask you to be friend and you abandon me that’s fine.
Gary; I’m not aban, what.
Melanie; (laughs) It was a little jokie, joke. First joke among friends. That, that right there is history. You should write that down, or since you’re at a computer type that down. Hah, hah, and the jokes just keep coming with a friend like me.
Gary; Melanie.
Melanie; Call me Mel.
Gary; Mel
Melanie; Call me anytime?
Gary; What?
Melanie; Another joke. See what I mean nothing but good times in store for us.
Gary; Melanie
Melanie; Mel
Gary; Mel um I really got to work on this paper it’s really important to me. So I don’t fail and
Melanie; I get it, and you know what’s important to me
Gary; What?
Melanie; You are.
Gary; Okay.
Melanie; So write your paper we have plenty of time to talk afterwards, don’t worry
about it. Okay, gare
Gary; Okay.
Melanie; What kind of paper is it?
Gary; Economics.
Melanie; Oh that’s cool. I was going to take that class but I chose dance instead. It was right after lunch. Word of advice don’t eat a burrito and then attempt a purée.
Gary; Melanie
Melanie; Hey those are words to live by.
Gary Listen I ‘m trying real hard to be nice but you’re making it incredibly difficult. Now turn around and leave me alone.
Melanie; I’m sorry. Are we still friends?
Gary; Sure we’re still friends.
Melanie; Then we could hang out.
Gary; Sure why not.
Melanie; You swear Gare
Gary; Yes, as long as you let me finish this paper.
Melanie; Okay mums the word.
Gary; Okay
Melanie; You won’t here a peep out of me.
Gary; OKAY.
Melanie; What’s that you here uh, not me.
Gary; Melanie.
Melanie; Sorry.
(PAUSE)
MELONY; So where do you want to hang out?
GARY ; Bye Melanie it was… bye Melanie.
Melanie; There goes my future ex-husband. Wow got of love that man. What the hell am I doing here? Oh, I’ll just open up my planner, let’s see, Wednesday. Oh here we go. That’s right. My favorite color is pink, because it is pretty. Whew, that was a toughie. This is definitely an A paper.
Josh; Huh, it’s empty. That’s strange I could have sworn I heard, never mind. Cool this one’s already on. The American Revolution and what it meant to me.
Melanie; What are you doing?
Josh; typing an essay.
Melanie; yes typing an essay on my computer. That is my seat. That is my key board and those are my keys.
Josh; I don’t know if you’ve noticed but there’s thirty different computers in here.
Melanie; that’s right there are thirty different computers in here. Different. Each one having there own feel there own vibe. This computer is my vibe.
Josh; Is this your lucky computer. The one you type all your essays on and gives you a guaranteed A. I can completely understand that. I have this lucky sock I bring with me to every the basketball games, and the only time we’ve ever lost was when I didn’t have my lucky sock with me. Coincidence, I think not.
Melanie; Crazy, I think so.
Josh; Fine, find another computer then.
Melanie; Let me level with you, what’s your name?
Josh; Josh
Melanie; Josh, may I call you Joshua?
Josh; No, you can call me Josh.
Melanie; Now Joshua
Josh; Josh.
Melanie; Right, Joshua, I need this seat, these keys this computer. If I don’t have this seat Joshua I will have to watch a poor innocent bird grow up without a mother, which will distract me from writing this paper. Or I’ll die from dehydration or just one day explode. Then I’ll never marry Fredrick or go to the prom with Billy. So I’m going to be as blunt as I can, MOVE.
Josh; I’m out of here. Word of advice, there’s free help at this school, I recommend you go until you can no longer afford it.
Melanie; That doesn’t even make any since. (shouts) Hey that doesn’t make any sense! Oh computer once dragged from me and we’re reunited once again.(I’m alone again) I’m alone again. No, no, Joshua comes back.
Gary; Uh the computer rooms empty, well isn’t that lucky. The American Revolution and what it meant to me. I guess somebody’s work on this computer. Oh the one right in front of it is on. Well I’ll just get started. Supply and Demand, just a theory, or a way of life?
Melanie; There’s no one in this freakin library where is, Hi.
Gary; Hey
Melanie; Your breathing.
Gary; Yeah.
Melanie; That’s great. I’m Melanie what’s your name.
Gary; Gary.
Melanie; That’s cool. Gary it just rolls off the tongue, Gary. Ha, I like it.
Gary; Me to.
Melanie; So um gare can I call you gare? I like giving my friends nickname like Michael, I call him mike or Thomas I call him tom. You know, stuff like that. You know I’m cool, cool people give nick names, I.e. me. Josh I call him Joshua, Sam I call him Sammy. Generally nick names are shorter but, when your cool it doesn’t matter you know what I mean gare.
Gary; Listen Melanie, you seem like a nice girl but I really got to finish this paper.
Melanie; Oh no problem; I got yah. I ask you to be friend and you abandon me that’s fine.
Gary; I’m not aban, what.
Melanie; (laughs) It was a little jokie, joke. First joke among friends. That, that right there is history. You should write that down, or since you’re at a computer type that down. Hah, hah, and the jokes just keep coming with a friend like me.
Gary; Melanie.
Melanie; Call me Mel.
Gary; Mel
Melanie; Call me anytime?
Gary; What?
Melanie; Another joke. See what I mean nothing but good times in store for us.
Gary; Melanie
Melanie; Mel
Gary; Mel um I really got to work on this paper it’s really important to me. So I don’t fail and
Melanie; I get it, and you know what’s important to me
Gary; What?
Melanie; You are.
Gary; Okay.
Melanie; So write your paper we have plenty of time to talk afterwards, don’t worry
about it. Okay, gare
Gary; Okay.
Melanie; What kind of paper is it?
Gary; Economics.
Melanie; Oh that’s cool. I was going to take that class but I chose dance instead. It was right after lunch. Word of advice don’t eat a burrito and then attempt a purée.
Gary; Melanie
Melanie; Hey those are words to live by.
Gary Listen I ‘m trying real hard to be nice but you’re making it incredibly difficult. Now turn around and leave me alone.
Melanie; I’m sorry. Are we still friends?
Gary; Sure we’re still friends.
Melanie; Then we could hang out.
Gary; Sure why not.
Melanie; You swear Gare
Gary; Yes, as long as you let me finish this paper.
Melanie; Okay mums the word.
Gary; Okay
Melanie; You won’t here a peep out of me.
Gary; OKAY.
Melanie; What’s that you here uh, not me.
Gary; Melanie.
Melanie; Sorry.
(PAUSE)
MELONY; So where do you want to hang out?
GARY ; Bye Melanie it was… bye Melanie.
Melanie; There goes my future ex-husband. Wow got of love that man. What the hell am I doing here? Oh, I’ll just open up my planner, let’s see, Wednesday. Oh here we go. That’s right. My favorite color is pink, because it is pretty. Whew, that was a toughie. This is definitely an A paper.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
That was fun
there was obviously a nervousness over everyone before the show started last night. I think if we come prepared for the next show then it will be less chaotic. The scripts were great, but we need to get together and practice before hand. It was definantly a relief to get the first show done so we have a feeling of what to expect. I had a great time and look forward to the next show!
Johnny
Johnny
The next step
So, you did your first show. And you did a better job than you expected (and I expected).
Now, it is time for you to weigh in with your opinion of how it went.
Somethings to respond to:
1. How were you feeling before the show started?
2. How were you feeling after it was over?
3. What were the strongest parts of the show?
4. What were the weakest parts of the show?
5. What worked the best?
6. What didn't work and how do we fix it?
7. How did the scripts go? What did you learn about writing and performing scripts?
8. Plus, what will you do next week?
So these are things to respond to and contemplate in the blog. Remember: at the end of the semester you have to write a paper on your experience with the radio show. Your blog postings and responses to other people's comments will be the written record of your experience.
Finally, make sure you place your scripts from last night in the Darkness Visible folder on the R: drive, so that I can begin to transfer them over to the web page. If you can, when you put the word document in the folder, save it as an .html file.
A great start last night. I had a great time working with you and you all have great promise of producing some fantastic episodes in the future. Now, we need to see if you can surpass what you did last night.
Don't forget about scripts for Friday. Please post them here as well and brainstorm ideas on the blog for the show.
See you on Friday.
WCB
Now, it is time for you to weigh in with your opinion of how it went.
Somethings to respond to:
1. How were you feeling before the show started?
2. How were you feeling after it was over?
3. What were the strongest parts of the show?
4. What were the weakest parts of the show?
5. What worked the best?
6. What didn't work and how do we fix it?
7. How did the scripts go? What did you learn about writing and performing scripts?
8. Plus, what will you do next week?
So these are things to respond to and contemplate in the blog. Remember: at the end of the semester you have to write a paper on your experience with the radio show. Your blog postings and responses to other people's comments will be the written record of your experience.
Finally, make sure you place your scripts from last night in the Darkness Visible folder on the R: drive, so that I can begin to transfer them over to the web page. If you can, when you put the word document in the folder, save it as an .html file.
A great start last night. I had a great time working with you and you all have great promise of producing some fantastic episodes in the future. Now, we need to see if you can surpass what you did last night.
Don't forget about scripts for Friday. Please post them here as well and brainstorm ideas on the blog for the show.
See you on Friday.
WCB
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Revised of bad news bows
The Story of Bad News Bows!
Grahm: Hi Im Grahm and this a true story of my roommate Bows who likes to stay active when he thinks he’s sleeping. Just like the time my RAs woke me up in the middle of the night.
RA 1: Grahm, Grahm, Grahm wake up!
GRahm: its four thirty in the morning get outta here im trying to sleep!
RA2: Grahm do you no were your roommate is?
Grahm: He’s in his Bed… uhhh ohhh has bad news bows struck again? Well do you know were he is?
RA1: We cant tell you…you are just going to have to see for yourself.
RA2: Follow us
Grahm: (sigh) Alright
RA2: Look at him.
RA1: That’s him rapped up in a blanket with a backpack asleep on my couch.
Grahm: How in the world did he sleep walk down two flights of stairs
RA1: Good question! Some how he also perfectly timed getting into my room when I left my door unlocked while I was taking a shower.
Grahm: Alright time to get the bad news out of your place….. Bows get up time to go back to the room
Bows: ughhhh (sound when someone is trying to wake you up)
Grahm: Well goodnight…and Sorry about this little inconvenience I hope it never happens again.
RA1: It better not!
RA2: you sure got your hands full with bad news bows… good luck!
Grahm: The stories don’t stop flowing just like the time I awoke at four thirty in the morning to find Bows with one hand on my leg and the other holding male genatalia while he unrinates on my dresser, and the accoutrements that lay on top. Or how about the time were he decided to walk down the stairs but completely missed the step and face planted into the ground. So join us next week to see what bad News Bows has gotten himself into next.
Grahm: Hi Im Grahm and this a true story of my roommate Bows who likes to stay active when he thinks he’s sleeping. Just like the time my RAs woke me up in the middle of the night.
RA 1: Grahm, Grahm, Grahm wake up!
GRahm: its four thirty in the morning get outta here im trying to sleep!
RA2: Grahm do you no were your roommate is?
Grahm: He’s in his Bed… uhhh ohhh has bad news bows struck again? Well do you know were he is?
RA1: We cant tell you…you are just going to have to see for yourself.
RA2: Follow us
Grahm: (sigh) Alright
RA2: Look at him.
RA1: That’s him rapped up in a blanket with a backpack asleep on my couch.
Grahm: How in the world did he sleep walk down two flights of stairs
RA1: Good question! Some how he also perfectly timed getting into my room when I left my door unlocked while I was taking a shower.
Grahm: Alright time to get the bad news out of your place….. Bows get up time to go back to the room
Bows: ughhhh (sound when someone is trying to wake you up)
Grahm: Well goodnight…and Sorry about this little inconvenience I hope it never happens again.
RA1: It better not!
RA2: you sure got your hands full with bad news bows… good luck!
Grahm: The stories don’t stop flowing just like the time I awoke at four thirty in the morning to find Bows with one hand on my leg and the other holding male genatalia while he unrinates on my dresser, and the accoutrements that lay on top. Or how about the time were he decided to walk down the stairs but completely missed the step and face planted into the ground. So join us next week to see what bad News Bows has gotten himself into next.
physic reading script
Im posting this script for Sarah
Psychic readings
Derek; Are you filling lost, in a haze, confused call the Beautiful, brilliant, spectacular, wonderful Bridget, she would love to help you.
Derek; We have a caller on the line.
Bridget; Yes caller what do your need.
Faith; Is this the Beautiful, brilliant, wonderful Bridget.
Bridget; Don’t forget spectacular.
Faith; Spectacular Bridget.
Bridget; No, no, full name sweetie.
Faith; I’m sorry.
Bridget; No problem just say it right.
Faith; Again?
Bridget; Saying again would be implying that you’ve done it right before.
Faith; I’m sorry (clears throat). Is this the Beautiful, Brilliant, wonderful, spectacular
Bridget?
Bridget; Yes it is and how may I help you today.
Faith; My name is Faith.
Bridget; I don’t care.
Faith; And, (pause) you don’t care. How am I suppose to confide in somebody who doesn’t care what my name is?
Bridget; I am a psychic, not your psychologist.
Faith; Well isn’t that the same thing.
Bridget; No the psychologist is who you wine and complain to. The Psychic, that’s me, is who tells you what you’re going to wine and complain about.
Faith; Well that doesn’t make much sense.
Bridget; Would you like me to explain it slower?
Faith; No I understand what you’re saying but ,I don’t quite get the concept. Why would I want to know about what’s going to make me sad when it’s going to make me sad. If I heard it once from you then wouldn’t I have to relive it later? Wouldn’t that make it double the pain? Wouldn’t you just be the bad news bear?
Bridget: No faith that was just an example.
Faith; So it could be happy times to.
Bridget; Yes it could be.
Faith; So let’s talk about relationships.
Bridget; That’s a bad idea.
Faith; Why, do I have a bad relationship in store. I thought that you said you don’t just give bad news.
Bridget; I don’t.
Faith; But you said that it would make me sad.
Bridget; No I didn’t.
Faith; You didn’t
Bridget; No, I said it would be a bad idea. I don’t know what your relationship you have in store.
Faith; Well, why not you’re a psychic.
Bridget; Yes.
Faith; That’s your job to tell peoples’ future.
Bridget; In a way yes.
Faith; Then why won’t you tell me my future relations.
Bridget; Because they all end up the same. You meet the guy who you think is Mr. Right but ends up being Mr. Right Now. No matter, you fall in love, head over feet, feet over head. Then one by one you find out he has all these flaws. He sleeps with a night light, that’s okay you can handle that, you love the guy. He adores his mother, that’s fine every guy should. He wears his mother’s clothing, now that’s were you draw the line. For some reason you can’t stop loving him. Then when you find out he enjoys sleeping with his mom the love just poof, goes right out of you.
Faith; I don’t think I could fall in love with a guy who likes to sleep with a night light
Bridget; None of us do.
Faith; So steer clear of relationships?
Bridget; Yes.
Faith; What about lunch tomorrow.
Bridget; Lunch. You want me to look in my crystal ball to see what you’re having for lunch
Faith; Yeah
Bridget; Okay. You will be having raw fish
Faith; Ewe
Bridget; Sushi faith.
Faith; I hate Sushi.
Bridget; Well you seem to be smiling. Oh, it may not be the fish, maybe it’s because of
the guy touching your hand. Oh his name starts with a C and ends with an N.
Faith; Starts with a C and ends with an N. What’s his name?
Bridget; I don’t know that’s all they told me.
Faith; Let’s see starts with a C and ends with an N. Casin, No that’s not a real name. Corn. Is it Corn. Not the canned kind but the band.
Bridget; I highly doubt that your dating the entire band corn.
Faith; You’re right the band name starts with a K.
Bridget; Next caller.
Faith; Calvin, is it Calvin.
Bridget; Next caller please.
Bert; Is this the Beautiful, Brilliant, wonderful, spectacular Bridget.
Bridget; This is she.
Bert; This is me.
Bridget; Okay how may I help you.
Bert; No me.
Bridget; Right.
Bert; My name’s Bert.
Bridget; I honestly don’t care Bert.
Bert; I’ve got a question.
Bridget; I’d assume so, your not calling just because you like talking with the beautiful, brilliant, spectacular, wonderful Bridget.
Bert; No but I do like your voice
Bridget; What’s your question Bert
Bert; That was it.
Bridget; So your question was that you like my voice.
Bert; Not entirely, it’s more of a proposal.
Bridget; Proposal?
Bert; Yeah, if this psychic thing doesn’t work out I’ve got a gig for you except guys would be your only callers, and they would call you for other purposes. And it could still be done on the radio.
Bridget; Goodnight Bert. Next Caller your on the air
Steven; Would my girlfriend dump me if she found out I needed a night light to sleep.
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; Hey, this is Bert, I think you misunderstood me I was talking about a position as a call girl.
Bridget; Next caller.
Susan; Hey Brilliant, beautiful, spectacular wonderful Bridgett how much sugar is to
much sugar when baking cookies.
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; Hey it’s Bert again, do you think faith would want to give it a shot.
Bridget; Next caller.
Stacey; I’m sick of listening to the radio is there anything good on the tv right now?
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; H ey it’s Bert
Bridget; Next caller
David; If x=17, and x+y=20, What does y=.
Bridgett: Okay I think we’ve all forgotten what the purpose of a Psychic talk show is. The emphasis is not on the word talk but Psychic. I am a Psychic. I do not care to know what your name is because it cost three dollars a minute. So, for every second you waste it cost you. Plus I believe in staying anonymous. Most importantly, I DON’T CARE. PSYCHIC, PSYCHIC, nothing else. I’m not your friend your therapist, your T.V. guide, call girl, your pimp, your mother, your Martha Stuart, your relationship guide, I am not hear to give you good or bad new, and I’m damn sure not your math tutor. What the hell was that, and by the way the answer is three numb nuts. I am a Psychic. P-S-Y aren’t you smart enough to figure out the rest. I help with real psychic emergencies!!! Next, caller!!!!!
Tammy: (sounds really sad almost about to cry) My dad is really sick, and the medical bill is running up really high. I’ll lose the house if I can’t make up mind tonight to pull the plug or not. I’ve exhausted all of my sources the doctors are split down the middle. Please I need to know Beautiful (pause), Brilliant (pause), spectacular (pause), wonderful (pause) Bridget, Is he (starts to cry) going to live.
Bridget; Finally a real question, to bad were out of time. Join me next time for Bridget’s amazing psychic show. Good night America.
Derek; we’re off the air in three, two, one.
[Derek; Great show Bridget you want to grab a cup of coffee.
Bridget; Derek we’ve been through this before.
Derek; How many times am I going to have to explain? I was wet it was cold and the
only dry clothes were hers. It was Debbie for goodness sake.
Bridget; Derek it was your mom.
Derek; Step mom who went to high school with us, she was a senior when we were juniors.
Bridget; She was still your mom; I’m sorry step-mom.
Derek; my dad was only engaged to her at the time therefore she was just some women I slept with.
Bridget; While you were dating me.
Derek; Yeah.
Bridget; Good night Derek.
Derek; Just one cup.
Bridget; Derek I don’t even like coffee.]
Psychic readings
Derek; Are you filling lost, in a haze, confused call the Beautiful, brilliant, spectacular, wonderful Bridget, she would love to help you.
Derek; We have a caller on the line.
Bridget; Yes caller what do your need.
Faith; Is this the Beautiful, brilliant, wonderful Bridget.
Bridget; Don’t forget spectacular.
Faith; Spectacular Bridget.
Bridget; No, no, full name sweetie.
Faith; I’m sorry.
Bridget; No problem just say it right.
Faith; Again?
Bridget; Saying again would be implying that you’ve done it right before.
Faith; I’m sorry (clears throat). Is this the Beautiful, Brilliant, wonderful, spectacular
Bridget?
Bridget; Yes it is and how may I help you today.
Faith; My name is Faith.
Bridget; I don’t care.
Faith; And, (pause) you don’t care. How am I suppose to confide in somebody who doesn’t care what my name is?
Bridget; I am a psychic, not your psychologist.
Faith; Well isn’t that the same thing.
Bridget; No the psychologist is who you wine and complain to. The Psychic, that’s me, is who tells you what you’re going to wine and complain about.
Faith; Well that doesn’t make much sense.
Bridget; Would you like me to explain it slower?
Faith; No I understand what you’re saying but ,I don’t quite get the concept. Why would I want to know about what’s going to make me sad when it’s going to make me sad. If I heard it once from you then wouldn’t I have to relive it later? Wouldn’t that make it double the pain? Wouldn’t you just be the bad news bear?
Bridget: No faith that was just an example.
Faith; So it could be happy times to.
Bridget; Yes it could be.
Faith; So let’s talk about relationships.
Bridget; That’s a bad idea.
Faith; Why, do I have a bad relationship in store. I thought that you said you don’t just give bad news.
Bridget; I don’t.
Faith; But you said that it would make me sad.
Bridget; No I didn’t.
Faith; You didn’t
Bridget; No, I said it would be a bad idea. I don’t know what your relationship you have in store.
Faith; Well, why not you’re a psychic.
Bridget; Yes.
Faith; That’s your job to tell peoples’ future.
Bridget; In a way yes.
Faith; Then why won’t you tell me my future relations.
Bridget; Because they all end up the same. You meet the guy who you think is Mr. Right but ends up being Mr. Right Now. No matter, you fall in love, head over feet, feet over head. Then one by one you find out he has all these flaws. He sleeps with a night light, that’s okay you can handle that, you love the guy. He adores his mother, that’s fine every guy should. He wears his mother’s clothing, now that’s were you draw the line. For some reason you can’t stop loving him. Then when you find out he enjoys sleeping with his mom the love just poof, goes right out of you.
Faith; I don’t think I could fall in love with a guy who likes to sleep with a night light
Bridget; None of us do.
Faith; So steer clear of relationships?
Bridget; Yes.
Faith; What about lunch tomorrow.
Bridget; Lunch. You want me to look in my crystal ball to see what you’re having for lunch
Faith; Yeah
Bridget; Okay. You will be having raw fish
Faith; Ewe
Bridget; Sushi faith.
Faith; I hate Sushi.
Bridget; Well you seem to be smiling. Oh, it may not be the fish, maybe it’s because of
the guy touching your hand. Oh his name starts with a C and ends with an N.
Faith; Starts with a C and ends with an N. What’s his name?
Bridget; I don’t know that’s all they told me.
Faith; Let’s see starts with a C and ends with an N. Casin, No that’s not a real name. Corn. Is it Corn. Not the canned kind but the band.
Bridget; I highly doubt that your dating the entire band corn.
Faith; You’re right the band name starts with a K.
Bridget; Next caller.
Faith; Calvin, is it Calvin.
Bridget; Next caller please.
Bert; Is this the Beautiful, Brilliant, wonderful, spectacular Bridget.
Bridget; This is she.
Bert; This is me.
Bridget; Okay how may I help you.
Bert; No me.
Bridget; Right.
Bert; My name’s Bert.
Bridget; I honestly don’t care Bert.
Bert; I’ve got a question.
Bridget; I’d assume so, your not calling just because you like talking with the beautiful, brilliant, spectacular, wonderful Bridget.
Bert; No but I do like your voice
Bridget; What’s your question Bert
Bert; That was it.
Bridget; So your question was that you like my voice.
Bert; Not entirely, it’s more of a proposal.
Bridget; Proposal?
Bert; Yeah, if this psychic thing doesn’t work out I’ve got a gig for you except guys would be your only callers, and they would call you for other purposes. And it could still be done on the radio.
Bridget; Goodnight Bert. Next Caller your on the air
Steven; Would my girlfriend dump me if she found out I needed a night light to sleep.
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; Hey, this is Bert, I think you misunderstood me I was talking about a position as a call girl.
Bridget; Next caller.
Susan; Hey Brilliant, beautiful, spectacular wonderful Bridgett how much sugar is to
much sugar when baking cookies.
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; Hey it’s Bert again, do you think faith would want to give it a shot.
Bridget; Next caller.
Stacey; I’m sick of listening to the radio is there anything good on the tv right now?
Bridget; Next caller.
Bert; H ey it’s Bert
Bridget; Next caller
David; If x=17, and x+y=20, What does y=.
Bridgett: Okay I think we’ve all forgotten what the purpose of a Psychic talk show is. The emphasis is not on the word talk but Psychic. I am a Psychic. I do not care to know what your name is because it cost three dollars a minute. So, for every second you waste it cost you. Plus I believe in staying anonymous. Most importantly, I DON’T CARE. PSYCHIC, PSYCHIC, nothing else. I’m not your friend your therapist, your T.V. guide, call girl, your pimp, your mother, your Martha Stuart, your relationship guide, I am not hear to give you good or bad new, and I’m damn sure not your math tutor. What the hell was that, and by the way the answer is three numb nuts. I am a Psychic. P-S-Y aren’t you smart enough to figure out the rest. I help with real psychic emergencies!!! Next, caller!!!!!
Tammy: (sounds really sad almost about to cry) My dad is really sick, and the medical bill is running up really high. I’ll lose the house if I can’t make up mind tonight to pull the plug or not. I’ve exhausted all of my sources the doctors are split down the middle. Please I need to know Beautiful (pause), Brilliant (pause), spectacular (pause), wonderful (pause) Bridget, Is he (starts to cry) going to live.
Bridget; Finally a real question, to bad were out of time. Join me next time for Bridget’s amazing psychic show. Good night America.
Derek; we’re off the air in three, two, one.
[Derek; Great show Bridget you want to grab a cup of coffee.
Bridget; Derek we’ve been through this before.
Derek; How many times am I going to have to explain? I was wet it was cold and the
only dry clothes were hers. It was Debbie for goodness sake.
Bridget; Derek it was your mom.
Derek; Step mom who went to high school with us, she was a senior when we were juniors.
Bridget; She was still your mom; I’m sorry step-mom.
Derek; my dad was only engaged to her at the time therefore she was just some women I slept with.
Bridget; While you were dating me.
Derek; Yeah.
Bridget; Good night Derek.
Derek; Just one cup.
Bridget; Derek I don’t even like coffee.]
Tropical STorm Erensto Take Two
HEre is a second piece on Ernesto to be aired in the second hour.
Again cast list is included.
Tropical Storm Ernesto Take Two
DJ: Josi
Misty: Lily
Pool Manger: Walker
DJ: Hi, time once again to check on the path of Tropical Storm Ernesto as it barrels its way down upon the small, liberal arts college campus of Rollins College. We currently have sent our intrepid education reporter Misty Canyon to the Olin Library in order to find out from students just how they are doing psychologically with the impending doom of Ernesto just a few hours away. Misty, can you you hear me?
Misty: Yes, yes, I can hear you and I am coming to you live from a library which finds itself sitting at ground zero for this hellacious storm that will leap upon this tiny uprepared college faster than a falcon eyeing a little baby rabbit that was left behind by its selfish mother who is only interested in getting more grass for herself and less for her children. It’s that kind of peril that we are looking at here as I glance over at these huddling masses of fearful students.
DJ: Quite descriptive Misty.
Misty: Thanks. I was a poetry major at the Petey White Technical College in Humdrop, Iowa before I had to drop out on account of my sick mother, my sister breaking her only leg, and the plague of locusts that descended down upon the family farm faster than a lioness killing a lone, lost, ADD antelope on the vast African savannah.
DJ: That may have been a bit too much information for us there Misty.
Misty: I just call it as I see it.
DJ: That’s why we all love you here at Darkness Visible Radio.
Misty: (A bit excited) Love? You love me.
DJ: Well, we all do Misty. You have done such great things for us here at WPRK.
Misty: But you, do, do, you love me?
DJ: Misty, I am not really sure where you are going with this. You have a story to report about the terror stricken students at Rollins College who are fearing for their young lives.
Misty: Exactly right. And yes, I have been speaking to these students and they are precisely that: students. And they are afraid. Petrified. Some of them are standing completely still in the library, unable to move as they watch the continuing pictures of the projected path of the storm, unable to believe that in a few scant hours winds topping 35 miles an hour could be making their way through campus and rain totals of 2 inches making their way into the college swimming pool. I talked to the manager of the school pool who told me that he was worried about those extra inches of water added to an already full pool.
Pool Manager: (slow and deliberate) See, I already got a full pool of water here. The kids demand it. Wouldn’t make sense if the pool was half empty or quarter empty. They want the pool to be full. And I want to make them happy. But see if it rains, like it is supposed to, then the pool will be overfull and that can’t be good, can’t be good at all. Especially for our students. You can’t swim in an overfull pool.
Misty: (Breathless) What will you do if this happens? Say we get three inches of rain? Won’t that be horrible?
Pool Manager: Well, it sure can be, but I will just have to go out there, put on my gloves and turn on the drain for a few minutes to get it down from overfull to full.
Misty: Thanks for being so candid with us. I know this possibility terrifies you. So as you can hear, the impending storm’s effect goes far beyond just the mere psychological level of the students. It also will have an impact on the delicate infrastructure of Rollins College.
DJ: Thanks Misty for capturing the true essence of what is happening tonight on the Rollins College campus.
Misty: No problem, no problem at all. After all, it is my job. But, can we go back to that love thing? Who loves me?
DJ: Come back in to the station Misty and we can talk about it over a latte and a biscotti. And now back to the music.
Again cast list is included.
Tropical Storm Ernesto Take Two
DJ: Josi
Misty: Lily
Pool Manger: Walker
DJ: Hi, time once again to check on the path of Tropical Storm Ernesto as it barrels its way down upon the small, liberal arts college campus of Rollins College. We currently have sent our intrepid education reporter Misty Canyon to the Olin Library in order to find out from students just how they are doing psychologically with the impending doom of Ernesto just a few hours away. Misty, can you you hear me?
Misty: Yes, yes, I can hear you and I am coming to you live from a library which finds itself sitting at ground zero for this hellacious storm that will leap upon this tiny uprepared college faster than a falcon eyeing a little baby rabbit that was left behind by its selfish mother who is only interested in getting more grass for herself and less for her children. It’s that kind of peril that we are looking at here as I glance over at these huddling masses of fearful students.
DJ: Quite descriptive Misty.
Misty: Thanks. I was a poetry major at the Petey White Technical College in Humdrop, Iowa before I had to drop out on account of my sick mother, my sister breaking her only leg, and the plague of locusts that descended down upon the family farm faster than a lioness killing a lone, lost, ADD antelope on the vast African savannah.
DJ: That may have been a bit too much information for us there Misty.
Misty: I just call it as I see it.
DJ: That’s why we all love you here at Darkness Visible Radio.
Misty: (A bit excited) Love? You love me.
DJ: Well, we all do Misty. You have done such great things for us here at WPRK.
Misty: But you, do, do, you love me?
DJ: Misty, I am not really sure where you are going with this. You have a story to report about the terror stricken students at Rollins College who are fearing for their young lives.
Misty: Exactly right. And yes, I have been speaking to these students and they are precisely that: students. And they are afraid. Petrified. Some of them are standing completely still in the library, unable to move as they watch the continuing pictures of the projected path of the storm, unable to believe that in a few scant hours winds topping 35 miles an hour could be making their way through campus and rain totals of 2 inches making their way into the college swimming pool. I talked to the manager of the school pool who told me that he was worried about those extra inches of water added to an already full pool.
Pool Manager: (slow and deliberate) See, I already got a full pool of water here. The kids demand it. Wouldn’t make sense if the pool was half empty or quarter empty. They want the pool to be full. And I want to make them happy. But see if it rains, like it is supposed to, then the pool will be overfull and that can’t be good, can’t be good at all. Especially for our students. You can’t swim in an overfull pool.
Misty: (Breathless) What will you do if this happens? Say we get three inches of rain? Won’t that be horrible?
Pool Manager: Well, it sure can be, but I will just have to go out there, put on my gloves and turn on the drain for a few minutes to get it down from overfull to full.
Misty: Thanks for being so candid with us. I know this possibility terrifies you. So as you can hear, the impending storm’s effect goes far beyond just the mere psychological level of the students. It also will have an impact on the delicate infrastructure of Rollins College.
DJ: Thanks Misty for capturing the true essence of what is happening tonight on the Rollins College campus.
Misty: No problem, no problem at all. After all, it is my job. But, can we go back to that love thing? Who loves me?
DJ: Come back in to the station Misty and we can talk about it over a latte and a biscotti. And now back to the music.
Tropical Storm Ernesto Sketch
Please note that I have already cast the piece. Make sure you print out a copy from the R: drive file.
Tropical Storm Ernesto Update 1
Cast
DJ Josi
I.C. John L.
JJ JJ
DJ: And now as Tropical Storm Ernesto continues its collision course with Central Florida, we take you live with our Darkness Visible Radio Weather Reporter I.C. Rain, who is standing by live. I.C., can you hear me?
I.C. Yes, yes, I can hear you. Can you hear me?
DJ: Perfectly fine.
I.C. Good, good, because the wind here is really whipping around me like mad.
DJ: It is?
I.C. Oh yeah, Can’t you hear it whistling through the microphone?
DJ: Um, well, no, not really.
I.C. Wait, wait a minute, let me just remove this special weather shield that I built specially for these remote broadcasts. (Under breath) Just need to kind of move this thing here and then release this catch here and wait, oh, what’s this? (surprise) Where did this come from?
DJ: In case you are just joining us our own special weather correspondent I.C. Rain is out on Mills Lawn giving us the latest up to date scoop on how Tropical Storm Ernesto is battering the Rollins College campus, which is also known as the #1 school in the south. I.C. have you fixed your microphone yet?
I.C. Oh, yeah, yeah got it now. You should be able to hear the wind.
(Sound of wind, but not that great, just a bit)
DJ: It doesn’t sound that horrible.
I.C. I didn’t say it was horrible. I mean jeez what do you expect. The storm isn’t even anywhere close to us yet. You sent me out here in an ugly grey rain slicker to stand here while all these attractive co-eds are walking around and they are pointing and laughing and pointing some more. I haven’t felt this insecure since junior high when the varsity basketball team caught me changing at my gym locker and took me outside and tied me to the hood of the principal’s car. Oh, all the pointing and laughing there was just as bad.
DJ: I think we are getting a bit off track I.C.
I.C. That’s easy for you to say. Here I am standing outside while everyone else at Darkness Visible is huddled comfortably inside drinking cocoa and sitting around the fireplace, sharing stories of summer camp and glistening sunsets. Me, me, you send outside. Out into the heart of a (hah!) raging tropical storm.
(Sound of barely perceptible wind again.)
DJ: Um, ok. Uh, can somebody go outside and bring in I.C?
I.C. (hysterical) It’s just like when I went to the senior mixer in high school. Everyone from the school was there, laughing, having fun, telling stories about the visits to different college campuses that they had made, and when it came my turn to tell a story, I tried to tell about my visit to Saskatchawan University and my run in with a moose, a caribou and a grizzly bear, but no one would let me finish the story, see, I was there up in Canada and I was walking around on campus (Sound of the wind again). You can stop making the wind noises now JJ. It’s OK.
JJ: Oh, ok. No problem, I.C. Just let me know when you want me to do it again. It was alright then?
IC: You were great. Just great.
JJ: Thanks, I’ve never done wind before. I once did a car sound. You want to hear it?
IC: Not really, I am trying to tell—
JJ: It goes like this (sound of a car starting up and then pulling out of the driveway real fast.) I’m pretty proud of it.
IC: That’s great JJ, now look I want to finish my story about the moose, caribou and grizzly bear.
JJ: I have been working on a hot air balloon too. (Makes a noise) That’s the fire heating up the air that goes into the balloon.
(Makes another noise.) That’s the ballast being released and falling to the ground and then hitting someone in the head.
DJ: Um, we seem to have lost focus here on our weather report about Tropical Storm Ernesto. Once we get I.C. Rain back under control and his producer JJ back in from the torrential rain storm outside.
I.C. It’s not even raining yet. Stop lying to the people.
DJ: Anyway, we will have more information about Tropical Storm Ernesto in the next hour of our show. Now back to the music.
Tropical Storm Ernesto Update 1
Cast
DJ Josi
I.C. John L.
JJ JJ
DJ: And now as Tropical Storm Ernesto continues its collision course with Central Florida, we take you live with our Darkness Visible Radio Weather Reporter I.C. Rain, who is standing by live. I.C., can you hear me?
I.C. Yes, yes, I can hear you. Can you hear me?
DJ: Perfectly fine.
I.C. Good, good, because the wind here is really whipping around me like mad.
DJ: It is?
I.C. Oh yeah, Can’t you hear it whistling through the microphone?
DJ: Um, well, no, not really.
I.C. Wait, wait a minute, let me just remove this special weather shield that I built specially for these remote broadcasts. (Under breath) Just need to kind of move this thing here and then release this catch here and wait, oh, what’s this? (surprise) Where did this come from?
DJ: In case you are just joining us our own special weather correspondent I.C. Rain is out on Mills Lawn giving us the latest up to date scoop on how Tropical Storm Ernesto is battering the Rollins College campus, which is also known as the #1 school in the south. I.C. have you fixed your microphone yet?
I.C. Oh, yeah, yeah got it now. You should be able to hear the wind.
(Sound of wind, but not that great, just a bit)
DJ: It doesn’t sound that horrible.
I.C. I didn’t say it was horrible. I mean jeez what do you expect. The storm isn’t even anywhere close to us yet. You sent me out here in an ugly grey rain slicker to stand here while all these attractive co-eds are walking around and they are pointing and laughing and pointing some more. I haven’t felt this insecure since junior high when the varsity basketball team caught me changing at my gym locker and took me outside and tied me to the hood of the principal’s car. Oh, all the pointing and laughing there was just as bad.
DJ: I think we are getting a bit off track I.C.
I.C. That’s easy for you to say. Here I am standing outside while everyone else at Darkness Visible is huddled comfortably inside drinking cocoa and sitting around the fireplace, sharing stories of summer camp and glistening sunsets. Me, me, you send outside. Out into the heart of a (hah!) raging tropical storm.
(Sound of barely perceptible wind again.)
DJ: Um, ok. Uh, can somebody go outside and bring in I.C?
I.C. (hysterical) It’s just like when I went to the senior mixer in high school. Everyone from the school was there, laughing, having fun, telling stories about the visits to different college campuses that they had made, and when it came my turn to tell a story, I tried to tell about my visit to Saskatchawan University and my run in with a moose, a caribou and a grizzly bear, but no one would let me finish the story, see, I was there up in Canada and I was walking around on campus (Sound of the wind again). You can stop making the wind noises now JJ. It’s OK.
JJ: Oh, ok. No problem, I.C. Just let me know when you want me to do it again. It was alright then?
IC: You were great. Just great.
JJ: Thanks, I’ve never done wind before. I once did a car sound. You want to hear it?
IC: Not really, I am trying to tell—
JJ: It goes like this (sound of a car starting up and then pulling out of the driveway real fast.) I’m pretty proud of it.
IC: That’s great JJ, now look I want to finish my story about the moose, caribou and grizzly bear.
JJ: I have been working on a hot air balloon too. (Makes a noise) That’s the fire heating up the air that goes into the balloon.
(Makes another noise.) That’s the ballast being released and falling to the ground and then hitting someone in the head.
DJ: Um, we seem to have lost focus here on our weather report about Tropical Storm Ernesto. Once we get I.C. Rain back under control and his producer JJ back in from the torrential rain storm outside.
I.C. It’s not even raining yet. Stop lying to the people.
DJ: Anyway, we will have more information about Tropical Storm Ernesto in the next hour of our show. Now back to the music.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Tuesday night Part II
Here is the way I see tomorrow night happening:
DJing will be Seth (so Seth you need to make sure you have time to pull some songs to be played, and if others have some suggestions talk to him).
In the production booth will be Lily (so you need to make sure that you bring a copy of your script for Lily and Seth so they know when the sketch is over so they can go to music)
The rest of us will be in the acting arena. If you are not in a sketch and you want to hang with Seth and Lily, you are welcome to do so. However, you also need to make sure you are aware of how things are going and when you will be on the radio.
If you are in a script, you need to make sure you print out a copy of the script you are in from the Darkness Visible folder on the R: drive.
The more prepared we are for tomorrow night, the better the whole thing will run.
And remember, your parents will be listening.
DJing will be Seth (so Seth you need to make sure you have time to pull some songs to be played, and if others have some suggestions talk to him).
In the production booth will be Lily (so you need to make sure that you bring a copy of your script for Lily and Seth so they know when the sketch is over so they can go to music)
The rest of us will be in the acting arena. If you are not in a sketch and you want to hang with Seth and Lily, you are welcome to do so. However, you also need to make sure you are aware of how things are going and when you will be on the radio.
If you are in a script, you need to make sure you print out a copy of the script you are in from the Darkness Visible folder on the R: drive.
The more prepared we are for tomorrow night, the better the whole thing will run.
And remember, your parents will be listening.
What needs to happen for Tuesday night
Hello everybody.
Good scripts today. As you revise them, think about creating a clean and clear narrative line so those folks out there in the radio ether can follow what is happening with the script and the characters. Narrators/Announcers are great ways to control the flow of knowledge.
Here is what needs to happen:
1. The scripts currently on the blog need to be revised, cleaned up, put in a format that makes them easy to read and then posted in the Darkness Visible Folder folder on the R: drive.
2. We still need more material. My guess is that you all are at 25 minutes (at the outside) but probably more like 17-20 minutes because when you get on the air you are going to rush through the scripts because the adrenaline will be flowing and you will be nervous. You will need to slow down and enunciate your words.
3. The new material needs to be posted on the blog and it needs to be commented upon (either in person in the res hall or on the blog to give ideas).
4. The new material will then also need to be put in the Darkness Visible Radio folder.
5. All of you have at least one role already, so you know what you are in. You need to read and reread your scripts over so you feel comfortable with what you are doing.
6. If possible, finish casting all the scripts before coming into the radio station tomorrow. That will make things a lot easier.
7. Be on time in the radio station tomorrow at 8. We will only have an hour to get everything organized and set. It will be chaotic. Try to pay attention. Keep your focus. Write down what you are doing.
8. But most importantly, I want you to have fun tomorrow.
I am looking forward to it.
Good scripts today. As you revise them, think about creating a clean and clear narrative line so those folks out there in the radio ether can follow what is happening with the script and the characters. Narrators/Announcers are great ways to control the flow of knowledge.
Here is what needs to happen:
1. The scripts currently on the blog need to be revised, cleaned up, put in a format that makes them easy to read and then posted in the Darkness Visible Folder folder on the R: drive.
2. We still need more material. My guess is that you all are at 25 minutes (at the outside) but probably more like 17-20 minutes because when you get on the air you are going to rush through the scripts because the adrenaline will be flowing and you will be nervous. You will need to slow down and enunciate your words.
3. The new material needs to be posted on the blog and it needs to be commented upon (either in person in the res hall or on the blog to give ideas).
4. The new material will then also need to be put in the Darkness Visible Radio folder.
5. All of you have at least one role already, so you know what you are in. You need to read and reread your scripts over so you feel comfortable with what you are doing.
6. If possible, finish casting all the scripts before coming into the radio station tomorrow. That will make things a lot easier.
7. Be on time in the radio station tomorrow at 8. We will only have an hour to get everything organized and set. It will be chaotic. Try to pay attention. Keep your focus. Write down what you are doing.
8. But most importantly, I want you to have fun tomorrow.
I am looking forward to it.
True story skit
These are all true stories, and are hilarious. just typed it up but think it has potential because i can garuntee that Bows will produce more stories for shows to come. enjoy Johnny
The Story of Bad News Bows!
RA 1: Grahm, Grahm, Grahm wake up!
GRahm: its four thirty in the morning get outta here im trying to sleep!
RA2: Grahm do you no were your roommate is?
Grahm: He’s in his Bed… uhhh ohhh has bad news bows struck again? Well do you know were he is?
RA1: We cant tell you…you are just going to have to see for yourself.
RA2: Follow us
Grahm: (sigh) Alright
RA2: Look at him.
RA1: That’s him rapped up in a blanket with a backpack asleep on my couch.
Grahm: How in the world did he sleep walk down two flights of stairs
RA1: Good question! Some how he also perfectly timed getting into my room when I left my door unlocked while I was taking a shower.
Grahm: Alright time to get the bad news out of your place….. Bows get up time to go back to the room
Bows: ughhhh (sound when someone is trying to wake you up)
Grahm: Well goodnight…and Sorry about this little inconvenience I hope it never happens again.
RA1: It better not!
RA2: you sure got your hands full with bad news bows… good luck!
Grahm: Hi Im Grahm and this a true story of my roommate Bows who likes to stay active when he thinks he’s sleeping. The stories don’t stop flowing just like the time I awoke at four thirty in the morning to find Bows with one hand on my leg and the other holding male genatalia while he unrinates on my dresser, and the accoutrements that lay on top. Or how about the time were he decided to walk down the stairs but completely missed the step and face planted into the ground. So join us next week to see what bad News Bows has gotten himself into.
The Story of Bad News Bows!
RA 1: Grahm, Grahm, Grahm wake up!
GRahm: its four thirty in the morning get outta here im trying to sleep!
RA2: Grahm do you no were your roommate is?
Grahm: He’s in his Bed… uhhh ohhh has bad news bows struck again? Well do you know were he is?
RA1: We cant tell you…you are just going to have to see for yourself.
RA2: Follow us
Grahm: (sigh) Alright
RA2: Look at him.
RA1: That’s him rapped up in a blanket with a backpack asleep on my couch.
Grahm: How in the world did he sleep walk down two flights of stairs
RA1: Good question! Some how he also perfectly timed getting into my room when I left my door unlocked while I was taking a shower.
Grahm: Alright time to get the bad news out of your place….. Bows get up time to go back to the room
Bows: ughhhh (sound when someone is trying to wake you up)
Grahm: Well goodnight…and Sorry about this little inconvenience I hope it never happens again.
RA1: It better not!
RA2: you sure got your hands full with bad news bows… good luck!
Grahm: Hi Im Grahm and this a true story of my roommate Bows who likes to stay active when he thinks he’s sleeping. The stories don’t stop flowing just like the time I awoke at four thirty in the morning to find Bows with one hand on my leg and the other holding male genatalia while he unrinates on my dresser, and the accoutrements that lay on top. Or how about the time were he decided to walk down the stairs but completely missed the step and face planted into the ground. So join us next week to see what bad News Bows has gotten himself into.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
payback
S=SANDY G=GEORGE
THE INES WILL BE PERFORMED QUICKLY SO KEEP THAT IN MIND WHILE READING IT. TH
G:Did your best friend take your boyfriend
S:Did your sister kick you out of your bed pee in it. Then put you back in the bed wake up your parents and let them find you slushing around in it from the ages 3-5.
G: Does your roommate steel your clothes stain them and put them back in your closet.
S: Are you to much of a punk
G: or Pussy
S; To do anything about it
G; Hear at payback central we sympothise with the mistreated
S; And feel that it is our obligation to set things right for the nation
G; For karma
S; For the little guy
G; For a small fee of 24.95 You can right the wrong
S; You can have live crabs set free in their pants
G; You can have them chased out of their jobs known as polly pissy pants every day.
S; You can have them set on fire
G; You can give them diabetes
S; You can have wild dogs
G; Chicken
S; Sheep
G; Or snakes let lose in there room while they’re sleeping
S; You can all but kill them
G; And the payback center does not discriminate, Oh no.
S; Has grandma been putting to much sugar in your oatmeal
G; Did papa instead of giving you the (CAR) as a birthday gift give you a momentum that meant didly to you but the world to him so he started to cry and in front of all of your friends at the most wicked party and you just happened to invite the entire school including lazy eye sally and my hands always in my back pocket willis and your completely embarrased because fathers aren’t suppose to cry and if the dad cries then you must cry all the time. And the no girls will date you unless there a two and that’s on good day. Then you finally convince a seven after months of begging and groveling to go out with you and you can’t drive her around in that amazing car that all your other friends have but no you can show her that oh so special antique dish your dad found when he was diving some u-boat or something. Then you think to yourself if it meant so much to him why the hell didn’t he keep it AND GIVE YOU THE CAR.
(silence)
S;Charlie, did they ever find your dad
(pause)
G; No
S; uh, we’re, uh,we’re going to have to talk
G; Coincidence I swear hah, hah, hah. Did your ex-girlfriend dump you the day before prom
S; Did your sister throw up on your prom dress.
G; Did your three year old cousin give you the finger, twice.
S; Did your teacher give you a B- when you deserved a B+
G; A+
S; Well then
G; Email us
S; Call up
G; Call in
S; Drop by
G; Drop in
S; We’re just a hop and a skip away
G; At the tip of the fingers
S; The tip of the tongue
G; Don’t delay
S; Make them pay
G; We know that if we mix a little bit of our imagination
S; Your imagination
G; Let it brew
S; And sprinkle it with anger
G; We can make some magic
S; Don’t worry this is strictly confidential
G; So If your feeling bad
S; don’t.
G; Because, remember
TOGETHER; They screwed you over first.
THE INES WILL BE PERFORMED QUICKLY SO KEEP THAT IN MIND WHILE READING IT. TH
G:Did your best friend take your boyfriend
S:Did your sister kick you out of your bed pee in it. Then put you back in the bed wake up your parents and let them find you slushing around in it from the ages 3-5.
G: Does your roommate steel your clothes stain them and put them back in your closet.
S: Are you to much of a punk
G: or Pussy
S; To do anything about it
G; Hear at payback central we sympothise with the mistreated
S; And feel that it is our obligation to set things right for the nation
G; For karma
S; For the little guy
G; For a small fee of 24.95 You can right the wrong
S; You can have live crabs set free in their pants
G; You can have them chased out of their jobs known as polly pissy pants every day.
S; You can have them set on fire
G; You can give them diabetes
S; You can have wild dogs
G; Chicken
S; Sheep
G; Or snakes let lose in there room while they’re sleeping
S; You can all but kill them
G; And the payback center does not discriminate, Oh no.
S; Has grandma been putting to much sugar in your oatmeal
G; Did papa instead of giving you the (CAR) as a birthday gift give you a momentum that meant didly to you but the world to him so he started to cry and in front of all of your friends at the most wicked party and you just happened to invite the entire school including lazy eye sally and my hands always in my back pocket willis and your completely embarrased because fathers aren’t suppose to cry and if the dad cries then you must cry all the time. And the no girls will date you unless there a two and that’s on good day. Then you finally convince a seven after months of begging and groveling to go out with you and you can’t drive her around in that amazing car that all your other friends have but no you can show her that oh so special antique dish your dad found when he was diving some u-boat or something. Then you think to yourself if it meant so much to him why the hell didn’t he keep it AND GIVE YOU THE CAR.
(silence)
S;Charlie, did they ever find your dad
(pause)
G; No
S; uh, we’re, uh,we’re going to have to talk
G; Coincidence I swear hah, hah, hah. Did your ex-girlfriend dump you the day before prom
S; Did your sister throw up on your prom dress.
G; Did your three year old cousin give you the finger, twice.
S; Did your teacher give you a B- when you deserved a B+
G; A+
S; Well then
G; Email us
S; Call up
G; Call in
S; Drop by
G; Drop in
S; We’re just a hop and a skip away
G; At the tip of the fingers
S; The tip of the tongue
G; Don’t delay
S; Make them pay
G; We know that if we mix a little bit of our imagination
S; Your imagination
G; Let it brew
S; And sprinkle it with anger
G; We can make some magic
S; Don’t worry this is strictly confidential
G; So If your feeling bad
S; don’t.
G; Because, remember
TOGETHER; They screwed you over first.
