by Mink | Jul 11, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
Rufus sits sucking a pencil for a few moments before writing. Rufus: Technology has improved how teachers teach and learners learn concepts, but, like, I don’t know because it is like, you know… To express stuff is, what’s that word? Rufus snaps his finger...
by Mink | Jun 1, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A man sits at a restaurant table. A woman sits across from him. The power goes out. They sit in darkness. Man: I was walking to the garden today with my hoe on my shoulder. I was thinking about spinach and carrots when a group of cyclists cycled up the road. The road...
by Mink | May 23, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A man stands outside of a restaurant near a vacant table. After a moment, the waitress approaches. Waitress: Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to retake your seat inside; the cook has turned on the soup signal, so all customers are kindly asked to retake their seats...
by Mink | Mar 29, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
Scarlett punched the brick wall repeatedly until she had made a sizable hole; she reached into the hole for a brick, turned, and knocked Moi across the head. The brick exploded like an asteroid hitting the Yucatan peninsula during the Mesozoic Era. Moi reached up a...
by Mink | Mar 3, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
I had been in jail for at least twenty-four hours when my cousin Budcock arrived to talk; well, talk isn’t the word because I am nearly a famous artist on the literal cusp of oeuvres of artwork that will just blow the socks off of everyone—even people who listen to...
by Mink | Feb 24, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A fourth power outage at a restaurant. A man and wife sit in a restaurant in Europe. Man: Oh, thank god, we can fly to Iceland this summer without regard for covid restrictions; the old normal is back in Iceland. I vote we go there immediately and spread our money...
by Mink | Feb 24, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A Portuguese woman walks to the beach and talks into her phone. Tourist: She’s an American; she wants the enormous kitchen. Yes, it looks like a morgue. So what? She likes it; she wants stainless steel everywhere and the deep drawers that hide dead bodies. And the...
by Mink | Feb 16, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
My mentor, Dermot Dermot, came into the Teacher’s Assistant rooms and yelled at me yesterday; I don’t know if he was having a bad day or if it got bad when he saw me standing atop the cubical wall. I thought it was an overreaction on his part because the cubical walls...
by Mink | Feb 12, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
The Republic. Socrates stands before his troupe of Greeks and lectures at length about the perfect society. Socrates: All fiction stories must have a strong moral in which the good is rewarded and evil punished; if not, society will decay and die. Glaucon: Well,...
by Mink | Feb 12, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
An apartment building. Sylvia stands outside the door of 37a and rings the bell. She holds a soup pot in her hand. After a moment, Kathy opens the door. Kathy: Hi! Sylvia: We finished your soup! Kathy: Oh, good; did you like it? Sylvia: Oh, of course! Kathy: The pot...
by Mink | Feb 11, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
If you are like me, you know what it is like to wash up unconscious on the beach with sand in your undergarments and have a beautiful Italian woman resuscitate you vigorously. If you are not like me—and I seriously doubt that you are like me in any way—, then you will...
by Mink | Feb 3, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A sixteenth-century city street. Alabaster Wren walks on the sunny side; Anthony Dull stands in a shadowed doorway. As Wren passes, Dull calls out and the two men have the following dialogue: Dull: Hi, mister Wren! Stop a moment, please! Wren: Mister Dull, how is...
by Mink | Feb 2, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A jail cell. Johnny sits on the cell cot. The philosopher sits upon the toilet. The interviewer stands at the bars of the cell and points a pen at Johnny. Reporter: In a recent interview for GQ you mentioned that you are twenty years ahead of your audience. Johnny:...
by Mink | Jan 31, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
I am about to start telling you a story. It will be very similar to one that Dickens would tell you, but before I begin, this whole situation of telling stories reminds me of my grandfather who always told me that if I take the time to do anything, I should go it...
by Mink | Jan 29, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A banker enters a garage and approaches a car under which a mechanic works. Banker: Hello? Hi, Dave! Do you remember me? We talked on the phone last week and scheduled an appointment for— The banker looks at his watch. Banker: For ten minutes ago. You see, the idea...
by Mink | Jan 29, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
Dad: Where is my yellow shirt? Mom: It is still dirty. Dad: Why haven’t you done the yellow laundry yet? Mom: I can’t; I don’t have a full load. Dad: Well, get a full load; wash some clean yellow clothes. Mom: Not until your daughter wears her yellow clothes; then,...
by Mink | Jan 26, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A grocery store. Moi waits in line near a showcase of books. He reads the titles aside to the audience: Moi, aside: Oh, these books look wonderful! Wow! Here we have a book entitled “Adolescents: how to diminish your teenager’s resentment of you as much as possible.”...
by Mink | Jan 25, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A café. Dawn. Moi sits and reads a play by William Shakespeare. Ewan enters the café and runs to Moi’s table. Ewan: Hide me, quick! Moi: What’s going on! Ewan: No time! Hide me! Moi: Under the table! Ewan crawls under the table. Immediately afterward Scarlett...
by Mink | Jan 20, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
The middle of the night. Daughter (from her bedroom): Papa? Papa? PAPA! Papa (half asleep): Huh? Daughter: When is it going to be morning? Papa: Don’t worry; you’ll know when it happens. Daughter: How long? Papa: Two-four-five minutes. Daughter: Okay. They both go...
by Mink | Jan 19, 2022 | Comedy, historio-tragicomedy
A mother sheep grazes outside of the fence near a country road. Her baby grazes nearby. A truck approaches, frightens the baby, which jumps under the wheels of the truck and dies. The mother sheep stops grazing, walks to her baby sheep, and bleats “why” three times:...
