Deadline!
July 10th 2006 - a spaced odyssey
A playwright drifts through outer space without a space suit.
He looks at the curvature of the earth far below.
A full orchestra is in orbit nearby.
Orchestra:
Duuunnn DUNNN dun DONNNNNNNE!
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
Well! This is the deadline. And the draft is_
Orchestra:
Duuunnn DUNNN dun DONNNNNNNE!
Playwright:
But right now it's kinda_
Orchestra:
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
Quality writing time is tough to find... I've not been sitting on my_
Orchestra:
Buuummm BUMMM bum BUMMMMMMMM!
Playwright:
IDEA! I've developed it, but the fact is I'm_
Orchestra:
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
_TRYING to get some clarity on the whole thing. I'm stuck in my head right now. I just want to_
Orchestra:
Ruuunnn RUNNN run RUNNNNNNNN!
The orchestra hurriedly swim towards a space station and hide inside.
Playwright:
_NO. Not at all. I'm waiting for that flash of inspiration. Because I'm not sure if you know_ What the!
The sun rises and the radiation fries the playwright to a crisp.
Playwright: Aiyeeeee!
Orchestra (muffled, from inside the space station):
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
End of scene.
A playwright drifts through outer space without a space suit.
He looks at the curvature of the earth far below.
A full orchestra is in orbit nearby.
Orchestra:
Duuunnn DUNNN dun DONNNNNNNE!
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
Well! This is the deadline. And the draft is_
Orchestra:
Duuunnn DUNNN dun DONNNNNNNE!
Playwright:
But right now it's kinda_
Orchestra:
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
Quality writing time is tough to find... I've not been sitting on my_
Orchestra:
Buuummm BUMMM bum BUMMMMMMMM!
Playwright:
IDEA! I've developed it, but the fact is I'm_
Orchestra:
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
Playwright:
_TRYING to get some clarity on the whole thing. I'm stuck in my head right now. I just want to_
Orchestra:
Ruuunnn RUNNN run RUNNNNNNNN!
The orchestra hurriedly swim towards a space station and hide inside.
Playwright:
_NO. Not at all. I'm waiting for that flash of inspiration. Because I'm not sure if you know_ What the!
The sun rises and the radiation fries the playwright to a crisp.
Playwright: Aiyeeeee!
Orchestra (muffled, from inside the space station):
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
End of scene.
posted by ramganeshk at 12:47 pm
3 Comments:
Yay! Im rich!
Muahahahahaha!
Now all I need is another six hundred million of you and I'm fukin off to Barbados. Hehe.
P.S. - I'm dismayed and aghast that you overlooked the strong socio-political commentary that this piece sub-textually tackles.
I'm taken aback by this affront.
Nyah nyah I can say things in bold AND italics. Oops.
P.S. use html tags.
swars the expert.
or
http://www.problogger.net/archives/2006/02/20/basic-in-post-html/
To bold and italicise stuff enclose them within tags such as shown below.
<b>bold</b>
<i>italics</i>
Just remember that the first tag opens the formatting, and the second (the one with the slash) closes it. If you don't close a tag you'll get this error - "Your HTML cannot be accepted: Tag is not closed:"
You can also 'nest' them one inside the other to get
<b><i> bold & italicised formatting</i></b>
I've also discovered that the override for the HTML printing paradox is '&'l't';'x'&'g't';' where 'x' is the override tag, (ignoring the quotes) or smthn like tht.
This is a manual approach. The "Blog this!" link from the options bar on top pops up a mini-window that has an e-mail like click formatting interface.
This is worth another rupee i think.
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