The stage is dark.
Suddenly there is burst of mariachi music.
The lights explode on to find the Guy with a sombrero.
THE GUY
This is the best fucking day in the universe!
Two college guys wander through, drunk.
DRUNK COLLEGE GUYS
Hey! Cinqo de Mayo! Alright! Party on brother!
They go. The Uncertain Future appears.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Cinqo de Mayo is the best fucking day in the universe?
THE GUY
No, no no. That's incidental. Just a wierd side note to an otherwise wonderful fuckin day.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
I sense big things have transpired.
THE GUY
Big things have transpired.
Today, the stars aligned and
Two Great Things
have occurred.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Wow.
THE GUY
I know.
And they sort of happened at the exact same moment, too.
One happened in the middle of the other
and all of a sudden
the two parts of my life which seemed so incredibly uncertain
were as clear as one could want them to be.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Writing and boys?
THE GUY
Writing and boys.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Nice.
THE GUY
Very.
It's funny.
The phone rings while you're walking to get coffee
and your life changes.
A window opens up
and you can suddenly see everything working itself out.
You can see that the present moment
could contain everything you ever wanted in the world.
And it's happening, Right now!
Happening on the street
in the last place you'd ever think it would happen
(because for the last few weeks,
I'd been picturing it my head, you know,
the moment I'd find out
and I had the whole sequence of events storyboarded out
always like a movie
with a score and cmera angles
and a look of surprise on my face
Jesus...)
but there's a phone call
and I think it's about something else entirely
then suddenly it's happening
validation is happening
this thing is being head
my words have been heard
and they've been appreciated...
and he hugs me
and I know he means it.
I could feel just how much he means it...
God...
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
And it's Cinqo de Mayo.
THE GUY
You know, in Mexico, today isn't such a big deal.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Oh yeah?
THE GUY
Yeah. Only here.
UNCERTAIN FUTURE
Wierd.
THE GUY
Yeah.
To think that what a day means depends on who it's happening to.
The drunk college guys wander through again. They cheer on The Guy, raise their drinks, and stumble off.
They have no idea worlds have been crafted, mountains have moved, the shape of the future has changed.
The lights go down.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
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