Being kidnapped by nihilists, told that I could never write a screenplay or they'd come back and urinate on my rug, forced to bowl on the sabbath, turning my head away as the slutty blonde bounced endlessly on the tramp-0-line? Did any of that happen? Or did we just get distracted briefly and forget to post anything here for six short weeks while ideas grew and blossomed elsewhere?
OK, My name is Willie and I am a slacker.
HI WILLIE.
But now it is time to return to our sheep, er, our screenplay. I am sure several more diligent people have ideas that they are ready to share, now that somebody has returned and got the lights on again. We have heard great things of a train trip by Olivia and a face-to-face with Pam. Surely some of that can be scriptulated? What about the adventures of Finn and friend, Mike? Anything about the outline that now seems badly wrong, after sitting and stewing for six weeks?
I do not know. I am here now and intend to return in the next day or so with some dialogue or at least more idears. I would appreciate it if each of our number would return this thing to the front burner and cook something up.
See youse
Willie
Friday, April 3, 2009
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