we’re not in texas anymore

Setting: a West Hollywood yoga class. The room is darkened, soft music plays.

Trevor: Okay, come slowly to the seated position. I just want to thank all of you for sharing your energy with me tonight. Om shanti. Namaste.

[Long pause as people take final deep, cleansing breaths.]

Trevor: Also, my show opens Saturday, so come see me if you want flyers! G’night!

Comments

Ha ha! Yup. Everybody's somebody in this town.
Cheryl said…
Trevor heard you're a playwright and wants you to know he's, like, totally willing to devote his energy to any upcoming projects you might be casting for.

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