
The Intensifying Kilogram - a radio play Thursday Prompt
OK then... *smiles and fromps off...
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Yay! I like this!
I had an old neighbor lady like ol' Billy there. Try to imagine a cantankerous old Scottish lady with a brogue that could melt your ears talkin' on and on about her late husband and her sons. and you can only make out every forth or fifth word.
I had an old neighbor lady like ol' Billy there. Try to imagine a cantankerous old Scottish lady with a brogue that could melt your ears talkin' on and on about her late husband and her sons. and you can only make out every forth or fifth word.
Reminds me of when I was testifying against Motorola in Federal court.
Prosecuting attorney: "We seem to have a difference of opinion here. How about we agree to disagree?"
Me: "I can't do that."
Prosecuting attorney: "And why is that?"
(Wind up and here's the pitch.)
Me: "Because your 'expert witness' already lied under oath, then recanted his testimony. He was wrong then and he's wrong now."
Prosecuting attorney: "No further questions your Honor."
The defendant was acquitted of the charges I was testifying about.
The Prosecuting attorney, after the trial told me, "I NEVER want to have to cross examine you. Ever again.:
I took that as a compliment.
Bunners
Prosecuting attorney: "We seem to have a difference of opinion here. How about we agree to disagree?"
Me: "I can't do that."
Prosecuting attorney: "And why is that?"
(Wind up and here's the pitch.)
Me: "Because your 'expert witness' already lied under oath, then recanted his testimony. He was wrong then and he's wrong now."
Prosecuting attorney: "No further questions your Honor."
The defendant was acquitted of the charges I was testifying about.
The Prosecuting attorney, after the trial told me, "I NEVER want to have to cross examine you. Ever again.:
I took that as a compliment.
Bunners
I think Walt's right on the money. This reminded me of bits of old-timey radio shows I've heard over the years. I could imagine a faint background of static with the slightly tinny voices coming from a small paper cone speaker. And you made my brain do that to me with nothing but words.
You magician, you.
*hugs*
You magician, you.
*hugs*
I'm just catching up...been a busy week. When I read this the first time, I was coming off a 14 hour day and thought you'd been smoking funny cigarettes...and was about to tell you so - but I fell asleep at the stick. When I looked at the screen the next evening, it was a full page of iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Now that I've read it with all my senses intact...Amos 'n' Andy comes to mind, which pretty much covers most of the previous comments. LOL
Now that I've read it with all my senses intact...Amos 'n' Andy comes to mind, which pretty much covers most of the previous comments. LOL
ROFL... in truth, I do that at work. I'm really good in the morning, but in the afternoon I begin nodding and I'll open my eyes to find a whole line of something on the screen. Being that I'm sitting in the owner's office now, that can be dangerous.
Yes, sir... Amos & Andy is a good comparison.
*hugs...
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Yes, sir... Amos & Andy is a good comparison.
*hugs...
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You don't here stories like that much anymore, on the radio nor the paper. The dialogue has an especially Southern flare to it (very Mark Twain-esque in that sense.)
It certainly does bring old talk shows/programs to mind though, and all the strange things which would come up, though the story here is nowhere near as out of left field as the events in 'South.'
It certainly does bring old talk shows/programs to mind though, and all the strange things which would come up, though the story here is nowhere near as out of left field as the events in 'South.'
I've never heard of 'South' but no matter. I used to listen to radio plays a lot when I was a kid. My parents forbid me to watch TV because of bad grades. The radio station in town had a whole library of thr radio plays and began to play them once per night. It was great fun listening to them...
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'South' is one of the stories you wrote between chapters of 'Broken'. (it was the one where two mares got into a cat fight over a stallion.
One thing I liked to do back in the day was sit outside in the dead of night and listen to Orson Welles radio adaptation of H.G. Wells' The War Of The Worlds. As Orson describes the events unfolding in a similar style of a news bulletin, you'll swear that the stillness in the night air feels a bit more ominous.
One thing I liked to do back in the day was sit outside in the dead of night and listen to Orson Welles radio adaptation of H.G. Wells' The War Of The Worlds. As Orson describes the events unfolding in a similar style of a news bulletin, you'll swear that the stillness in the night air feels a bit more ominous.
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