DRAMATIS PERSONÆ:

OGRE: A doorman. MICHAEL, a.k.a. WOODY or DJWUDI: A clubgoer. JOHN: Another clubgoer. DAN: Another clubgoer (Actually, I have no idea what his name was…just go with it.)

SCENE: Outside of THE VOGUE, a goth/industrial dance club, during a Sunday night “Fetish night”. OGRE and MICHAEL are talking outside the front door of the club. Pounding industrial music can be heard in the background.

Enter JOHN, stage left. OGRE: Oh, hey John. John, this is Woody.

MICHAEL and JOHN shake hands. JOHN: Good to meet you. MICHAEL: You too. OGRE: He’s ‘DJ Wooooodi…’ MICHAEL (laughing): Ex-DJ. OGRE laughs. OGRE: I meant ‘djwudi’ on LiveJournal, but yeah. Ex. JOHN (bemused): Ex? MICHAEL: Yup.

Enter DAN through the front door of THE VOGUE. JOHN: I don’t think I’ve ever met an ex-DJ. They’re always just “between clubs” or something. ALL laugh. MICHAEL: Well, glad to be the first! DAN: Hey, I’m an ex-DJ! I used to be one of the top three DJs in Cincinatti. Now I’m working coat check at the Mercury. How sad is that? I started out doing coat check twelve years ago. MICHAEL: I could say I used to be one of the top DJs in Anchorage, but I’m not quite sure how much that really means… ALL laugh. OGRE: No kidding — ‘Dude, I’m the top DJ in Albequerque!’ JOHN: I’m the top DJ in my apartment! OGRE: Yeah, boy — ‘party over here!’ JOHN: I rock the house. Hell, I rock the passenger seat! DAN: As long as the passenger isn’t there — JOHN: No shit — ‘Hey, get your hands off my stereo!’ ALL laugh.

EXIT all through the front door of THE VOGUE.

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