Waiting for a Krappy Day: A Play

Kind of busy/distracted. Here, have a rerun from June 2006:


The scene: An overgrown garden. Two large terra cotta planters are on either side of the stage. Each character stands in his or her own planter, facing the audience.

The characters:

Kay--Any age group. She wears filthy clothes and is wearing a tattered wig. She holds a disintegrating copy of "A Confederacy of Dunces." Her t-shirt bears the slogan "I'm with stupid."

The Spaniard--Tall and distinguished. He, too, wears a t-shirt. His slogan reads: "No, estoy con estupido."

Before the lights go up, the stage is in total darkness. Loud metallic clanging fills the air. Suddenly, the noise stops. The lights go up in a blinding fury. The action begins in medias res.

THE SPANIARD: Que?

KAY: Yes?

THE SPANIARD: Si?

KAY: See what?

THE SPANIARD: Que?

KAY: God is dead.

[The lights go out and the clanging starts up again. It continues indefinitely, until the audience gives up and goes home]

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