On the way to work today

[Archibald Nixon]

I stood on a packed subway car looming over a woman reading a screenplay. It took some effort to decipher the title/author header upside-down through my way-overdue-prescription glasses, but when I did, it was totally worth it:

DOGS SNIFFING ASS by Philip Orawski.

I'm 100% certain of the spelling. A quick googling of the surname didn't produce much in the way of screenwriters, but FAIK he could just be an unknown, moonlighting.

It is my most sincere hope that they google their own name and/or the title and wind up here.

 

[CaptainWacky]

I can't wait to see it (on DVD.)

And if you ever see a movie where computers threaten our civil liberties, then you know someone has stolen my idea.

 

[headvoid]

I love stuff like this! We should observe then post more, it thrills me.

 

[Big Dick McGee]

A screenplay you say?
My word! What a day!
I think you may be gay,
Because you seem very fey.

 

[CaptainWacky]

OKAY, I found a poem stuck inside in a library book once (it was Day Of The Triffads.) It went SOMETHING like this...

like a dead bird
I'm falling for you
nothing much I can say
nothing much I can do

It wasn't very good. That's probably way he stuffed it in a libarary book. I put it back in when I returned it so future generations could enjoy.

 

[Big Dick McGee]

My God that was one of the lost works of Shakespeare! It was worth millions!!!

 

[CaptainWacky]

Oh noes!