“Alice’s Kitchen” (a short play)
Tony: Hey, Alice! When the hell are you going to clean up all this cat hair? Do I have to do all the work around here?
Alice: Tony, I’m worried. Hug me, please. Or make me another espresso. Better still, make it a double!
Tony: I’m so sorry! What’s the matter? Why are you crying?
Alice: I’m not crying. My eyes are just leaking. They’re defective.
Tony: So … out with it, already. What’s wrong?
Alice: Oh, Tony, Tony … I think someone’s following me. :-O
Tony: Alice, don’t worry so much. You’re letting your imagination run wild.
Alice: Hey, Tony, remember that party I went to, where everyone was given a secret identity taped to their back, and they had to guess who they were by asking other people questions?
Tony: Oh, yeah! You were … uh …
Alice: Mother Teresa! I thought that was the funniest thing, since I’m about as far from Mother Teresa as you could get.
Tony: What on earth does this have to do with anything?
Alice: Um … I wanted to ask if you’d mind if we got a baby chimpanzee. Please?
Tony:
Alice: It’s just that The Amazing Jeannie Larson gets to live in a house full of kangaroos and stuffed animals and she has a cat, but somehow cat hair isn’t a problem at all, and her office is so clean, you wouldn’t believe it! I wonder where the kangaroos go to the bathroom. Hmm …!
Tony: Alice, maybe she has a maid or whatever. We don’t. Are you really crying about not having a chimpanzee?
Alice: No!!! I’m crying, because she’s renaming our state Doogie Howser!!!
Alice: I swear, Tony, if that happens, I’m going to cut myself again with razor blades!
Tony: Alice, stop talking. Now!!!
THE END
The above is a work of fiction written and produced by Debbi Mack, as an homage to one of her favorite writers, humorists, directors, etc., the awesome Woody Allen!
And, in other news, I found out this weekend that both The Diane Rehm Show and Leon Fleisher are on Twitter!
Here’s Leon Fleisher’s web site.
And I blogged about his book, way back when …
I learned this while I was gathering dystonia-related resources for my web site last night. I guess it took a bit longer than I realized, because the phone rang and it was our home line. So, I answered and no one was there. So, I tried to finish up what I was doing, but I wasn’t quite fast enough, because the phone rang again, and I answered and no one was there.
So, at that point, I realized I needed to just stop. So, I did. And I went downstairs and watched TV with this man.
Here’s your awesome quotation:
“Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.”
– Phyllis Diller























