Thursday, January 6, 2011
From My Buddy, Jack
An Idea for a Screenplay.
by Jack Reeves
Two friends are at the Grand Canyon, the north side, void of masses.
Dee: Goodness! A dead possum. Or is it playing possum? Ha!
Jack: Looks dead. It's rigid, as in rigor.
Dee: What're you doing?
Jack: Gonna throw it in the canyon.
Dee: Why not.
Jack: Long way down.
Dee: One mile.
Jack: Time's slower there.
Jack: Greater gravity.
Jack: It'll be dead slightly less.
Jack: Bye, possum.
Dee: Good throw! I'll bet it'll go all the way down!
Jack: Death less by the second. Thirty-two feet per second per second!
Dee: Physics reversing death.
Jack: By one-two billionths of a second!
Dee: It's enough to die for, buddy!
Jack: I love this place! How about you?