Sunday, October 18, 2009

Week 39, Day 273 - "Boxing Day"

“Boxing Day”

Written by Joe Janes

10/18/09

273 of 365

CAST

Box King

Box #7

Box P

Box Ambassador (Unofficial)

A Very Large Box

(Lights up on two large cardboard boxes on stage. Box King and Box #7. The Box King is short, but wide. Box #7 is tall and thin. The Box King has one round hole large enough to put an eye against from the inside. It is marked by an arched eyebrow. There is also a hole for a mouth. Large enough to press one’s lips into and speak through clenched teeth. Atop the box sits a small crown. Box #7 is blank. From inside the blank one, we here various sounds of construction, such as a hammer hitting a nail, a saw, etc. Soon we seen a hand-cranked drill bit coming out of the blank face of the box. Then a saw comes out and widens the hole. Lips are pressed against the hole. He also uses this same hole to look through.)

Box #7

Sorry, I’m late your highness.

Box King

I am appalled by tardiness, Number Seven. It is disruptive and hostile. Insidious, even. It makes me feel like I’m not important enough, which is, no doubt, the desired effect. Which in turn makes me angry for falling into such a manipulative trap.

Box #7

I’m really sorry I’m late. You must believe me, I meant no harm. I am, in my soul, groveling for your forgiveness. It is good to see you.

Box King

It is good to be seen. I am awaiting news.

Box #7

I’ve been working very hard and I believe I have made progress.

Box King

How soon?

Box #7

I do not know.

Box King

How soon?

Box #7

Really. It could be tomorrow, it could be months.

Box King

Months! You are wasting my time. I should have you shredded. Dampened and shredded.

Box #7

You are asking a lot. It takes time to develop the technology.

Box King

All I want is to be able to go from here to there. From here to there. And, perhaps, if I feel so inclined, back again. From here to there to here. Upon my whimsy.

Box #7

Yes, I know. It sounds so simple, but no one has ever done it before. We don’t know what’s over there. You could get hurt. You could be killed. You could fall off the edge of the…world. We want to take every precaution.

(Box P enters. It is another box of a size somewhere between the King and Seven; however, it walks on two feminine legs. It enters and stands downstage left. On it’s front is a large red button.)

Box King

There it is, again. There it is. Over there.

Box #7

I see. So, that’s the vision you’ve been having.

Box King

Yes. But it’s not a vision. It’s real. And I want to be over there. Next to it. So I can kill it for being able to do something I cannot.

Box #7

It appears to be waiting for something.

Box King

What else does your science tell you?

Box #7

It’s mobile.

Box King

Brilliant.

Box #7

It’s like us, but not like us. It doesn’t appear to have the gift of speech. There you clearly have the advantage, sire. The way that it moves itself is – is - …

Box King

Yes?

Box #7

Nice.

Box King

Yes. Yes, it is. Very nice. But I don’t know why I feel that way.

(Box Ambassador (Unofficial) enters. It is another box of comparable size to Box P. It has two masculine legs. The legs are dressed in tuxedo pants and the shoes have spats over them. It has a hand with its index finger pointing in the center of its front panel.)

Box King

Dear Heavenly Whatzit. What’s that?

Box #7

Again, it’s similar, but different.

Box King

What is that thing protruding from its front? Some kind of weapon?

Box #7

I believe it is a teat.

Box King

Teat?

Box #7

Once thought extinct. Even mythological. They produce milk and newly born animals suckle them for nourishment.

(P and Ambassador move around one another, sizing each other up, getting ready, perhaps, to dance. The Ambassador bows. P bows. The Ambassador moves towards P and presses the button with his finger. Small “ears” pop out of the sides of P’s box and Esquival-type music begins to play. They dance a short seductive dance. They bow and leave, exiting separately. The Box King, full of jealousy and rage, rattles his box. He kicks out the bottom until he is able to get one leg out. He begins to hop about on one leg.)

BOX KING

I’m free! I’m free!

(We hear a snapping sound and the King falls.)

BOX KING

Ow! My appendage! It is causing me pain. Help me! Help me!

BOX #7

I have seen too much.

(He fills his hole with straw.)

BOX KING

Come back! Don’t leave me! I am your king!

(A Very Large Box comes out. It has many feet. It steps over the King, squats down, and devours him. It stands up and all we see left of the King if his broken crown on the ground. The Very Large Box belches as it walks off.)

Week 39, Day 273 - "Boxing Day"

“Boxing Day”

Written by Joe Janes

10/18/09

273 of 365

CAST

Box King

Box #7

Box P

Box Ambassador (Unofficial)

A Very Large Box

(Lights up on two large cardboard boxes on stage. Box King and Box #7. The Box King is short, but wide. Box #7 is tall and thin. The Box King has one round hole large enough to put an eye against from the inside. It is marked by an arched eyebrow. There is also a hole for a mouth. Large enough to press one’s lips into and speak through clenched teeth. Atop the box sits a small crown. Box #7 is blank. From inside the blank one, we here various sounds of construction, such as a hammer hitting a nail, a saw, etc. Soon we seen a hand-cranked drill bit coming out of the blank face of the box. Then a saw comes out and widens the hole. Lips are pressed against the hole. He also uses this same hole to look through.)

Box #7

Sorry, I’m late your highness.

Box King

I am appalled by tardiness, Number Seven. It is disruptive and hostile. Insidious, even. It makes me feel like I’m not important enough, which is, no doubt, the desired effect. Which in turn makes me angry for falling into such a manipulative trap.

Box #7

I’m really sorry I’m late. You must believe me, I meant no harm. I am, in my soul, groveling for your forgiveness. It is good to see you.

Box King

It is good to be seen. I am awaiting news.

Box #7

I’ve been working very hard and I believe I have made progress.

Box King

How soon?

Box #7

I do not know.

Box King

How soon?

Box #7

Really. It could be tomorrow, it could be months.

Box King

Months! You are wasting my time. I should have you shredded. Dampened and shredded.

Box #7

You are asking a lot. It takes time to develop the technology.

Box King

All I want is to be able to go from here to there. From here to there. And, perhaps, if I feel so inclined, back again. From here to there to here. Upon my whimsy.

Box #7

Yes, I know. It sounds so simple, but no one has ever done it before. We don’t know what’s over there. You could get hurt. You could be killed. You could fall off the edge of the…world. We want to take every precaution.

(Box P enters. It is another box of a size somewhere between the King and Seven; however, it walks on two feminine legs. It enters and stands downstage left. On it’s front is a large red button.)

Box King

There it is, again. There it is. Over there.

Box #7

I see. So, that’s the vision you’ve been having.

Box King

Yes. But it’s not a vision. It’s real. And I want to be over there. Next to it. So I can kill it for being able to do something I cannot.

Box #7

It appears to be waiting for something.

Box King

What else does your science tell you?

Box #7

It’s mobile.

Box King

Brilliant.

Box #7

It’s like us, but not like us. It doesn’t appear to have the gift of speech. There you clearly have the advantage, sire. The way that it moves itself is – is - …

Box King

Yes?

Box #7

Nice.

Box King

Yes. Yes, it is. Very nice. But I don’t know why I feel that way.

(Box Ambassador (Unofficial) enters. It is another box of comparable size to Box P. It has two masculine legs. The legs are dressed in tuxedo pants and the shoes have spats over them. It has a hand with its index finger pointing in the center of its front panel.)

Box King

Dear Heavenly Whatzit. What’s that?

Box #7

Again, it’s similar, but different.

Box King

What is that thing protruding from its front? Some kind of weapon?

Box #7

I believe it is a teat.

Box King

Teat?

Box #7

Once thought extinct. Even mythological. They produce milk and newly born animals suckle them for nourishment.

(P and Ambassador move around one another, sizing each other up, getting ready, perhaps, to dance. The Ambassador bows. P bows. The Ambassador moves towards P and presses the button with his finger. Small “ears” pop out of the sides of P’s box and Esquival-type music begins to play. They dance a short seductive dance. They bow and leave, exiting separately. The Box King, full of jealousy and rage, rattles his box. He kicks out the bottom until he is able to get one leg out. He begins to hop about on one leg.)

BOX KING

I’m free! I’m free!

(We hear a snapping sound and the King falls.)

BOX KING

Ow! My appendage! It is causing me pain. Help me! Help me!

BOX #7

I have seen too much.

(He fills his hole with straw.)

BOX KING

Come back! Don’t leave me! I am your king!

(A Very Large Box comes out. It has many feet. It steps over the King, squats down, and devours him. It stands up and all we see left of the King if his broken crown on the ground. The Very Large Box belches as it walks off.)

Week 39, Day 272 - "How To Have Sex With A Woman"

“How To Have Sex With Women”

Written by Joe Janes

10/17/09

272 of 365

CAST:

Peter, 30s

Suzy, 30s

Jonathan, 50s

(Lights up on Peter and Suzy having drinks in a bar. Professor Jonathan Poussay enters to the side.)

JONATHAN

Good evening. I’m Professor Jonathan Poussay and welcome to my webinar, How To Have Sex With Women, Chapter 12. Now that we have spent eleven chapters on grooming tips and conversation skills, it’s time we move to the most important stage – Closing The Deal.

PETER

Gosh, Suzy, I really have enjoyed getting to know you.

SUZY

Me, too, Peter. You know, my condo is right around the corner. Would you like to come over for a little tour?

PETER

Sure.

(They exit.)

JONATHAN (continuing)

It may seem indeed that Peter is on his way to have sex with a woman, but let’s see what’s really going to happen.

(Peter and Suzy run to the other side of the stage.)

SUZY

…That’s the utility closet where I keep all my utilities. And that’s the tour.

PETER

Nice place, Suzy.

SUZY

You should go now.

JONATHAN

Let’s try again….

(Suzy and Peter run back to the bar scene.)

JONATHAN

Let’s see what happens when Peter makes his intentions more clear.

PETER

It’s really been nice getting to know you, Suzy.

SUZY

I agree, Peter. You know, I just live around the corner, would you like to come over for a little tour.

PETER

Does the tour include the boudoir?

SUZY

We’ll see. If you’re good, it just might.

(They exit.)

JONATHAN

Peter is well on his way to having sexual intercourses with a woman. You’ll notice he playfully suggested the idea of sex with his “trip to the boudoir” reference. It wasn’t crass. It was suggestive while also being playful. And it gave Suzy an opportunity to let him now gracefully whether or not the tour would include an intimate tryst. Now, here’s what NOT to do.

(Suzy and Peter return to the bar.)

PETER

I have really enjoyed getting to know you, Suzy.

SUZY

Me, too, Peter. Hey, I just live around the corner. Would you like to come over for a little tour of my condo?

PETER

Does the tour include the inside of your pants? And by that I mean your vagina?

SUZY

Yes. It does!

(They exit.)

JONATHAN

That shouldn’t have worked.

SUZY (off)

I haven’t been laid in months! As long as he’s able to breathe and get an erection, he’s getting some.

JONATHAN

Clearly, we have no idea of what it takes to have sex with a woman. Or men, for that matter. Someone somewhere will want to do it with you, even if it’s out of desperation. Our only advice, just keep trying.

(Blackout)