Month: August 2011

Roswell 1947 page thirty-two


Roswell 1947 page thirty-two

Floyd: I’ll tell you why. I know for a fact that flying saucer has crashed near Roswell.

Rick: What proof do you have Floyd?

Floyd: Here, look at my sleeve.

Dwight: It looks like you blew your nose on it Floyd.

Floyd: No not that! Look at the picture I drew.

Rick: What is it Floyd?

Floyd: It’s a picture of a creature from outer space.

Dwight: Floyd, you probably copied this picture out of a comic book.

Floyd: Okay here’s my story. This afternoon I was at Dusty’s Tavern having a few beers. While I was there I spotted my old girlfriend Jane sitting with Dennis the mortician. I hid behind a potted plant and got close enough to hear what they were saying to each other. Jane is a nurse at the Roswell hospital. She was telling Dennis that she was in the room when surgeons were performing an autopsy on a dead alien. The mortician asked her to draw a picture of the creature that she saw. While I was hiding behind the potted plant I copied the picture on my shirt sleeve. Right after I had to sneeze. That’s why you see the green splotch on the picture.

Rick: You weren’t kidding Floyd. This is an amazing story.

Dwight: What do you remember about Jane and Dennis’s conversation?

Floyd: I remember nurse Jane saying that there were some surgeons working on the alien and a photographer was in the room taking pictures. She also said that there was a camera man shooting film with a 16 mm Bell and Howell camera. Jane said she had to leave the room because she was feeling sick to her stomach. She said that the smell in the in the operating room was absolutely awful.

Dwight: As bad as the smell in the washroom at Moe’s garage?

Floyd: That’s exactly what she compared the smell to.

Rick: Whoa that is bad. The last time I was in the washroom at Moe’s garage I felt like I was going to puke too.

Narrator: The phone starts ringing in the control room. Dwight picks up the phone.

Background to Roswell 1947 Play by Ken David Stewart


Background to the Roswell 1947 Play by Ken David Stewart

Lately there has been quite a bit of interest in my Roswell 1947 play. I have been releasing episodic, serialized rough drafts of the play on the internet. The problem is that the play is still a work in progress so it can be found in chunks on most of my web pages and blogging sites. You can find Roswell 1947 in the archives of my WordPress blog, kendavidstewart.com, as well as on TypePad, kendavidstewart.org. There are also archived post segments of the play to be found in the archives of Blogster.com and Blogger.com. Someday Roswell 1947 may become a published e-book so that my readers will be able to read the play all in one shot. If Roswell 1947 ever does come out in e-book form I will also include my own annotated notes.
I originally started writing Roswell 1947 with a specific audience and objective in mind a few years ago. At that time I was teaching a drama class to a group of men with severe and persistent psychiatric disabilities. I spent a fair amount of time looking for a play that would be suitable for my students. The men in my class had a very wide range of academic experience so it was very challenging and indeed a frustrating task to locate a published work that would be appropriate for this group. Not only was I looking for a play that would be educational, I was also in the market for a play that would be fun to practice. After a few weeks I got an idea. If I was unable to find a play that was appropriate for the needs of my students then perhaps I should create one.
With my muse on my shoulder I began to write. I have always been interested in legendary historical events. For many years I have had a strong interest in the Roswell Incident of 1947. Roswell, New Mexico was the area where a ufo had allegedly crashed on a rancher’s land. There were also reports of another nearby saucer crash where alien bodies were found. I originally intended to write this play with a serious perspective, but as I started to write, the play itself seemed to take control and wanted to write itself. At least this is how it felt to its author. The play itself started to move towards the genre of comedy and at times almost slapstick comedy. As soon as I was finished writing a few acts of the play I would present it to my class. To my delight the play was well received by my students.
I have also started a video version of Roswell 1947 on You Tube. One episode can already be found on the “haystacks601” channel or by looking up Ken David Stewart on You Tube or Google.
Roswell 1947 is the type of play that the reader will likely either love or hate. I can fully understand both kinds of reactions to it and welcome your questions and comments.
Have a great day,
Ken David Stewart

Dr. Phil and The Anthonys


Some of Those Old Movies Were Damn Scary

I have always said that I am never bored. I actually pride myself on this. The only times I might be bored is if someone takes me someplace I don’t want to be. If I am left to my own devices I can always find something interesting to do. This is because I have developed a lot of silly pastimes over the years. I can be alone for long stretches of time and completely enjoy myself.
This weekend for a flash in time I almost had to eat my words. I had just finished reading all my subscriptions on blogster. I must commend you guys. You blogsters are very creative writers and the thinkers. When you are not, you are funny which is just as good. I could’ve started up a blog post of my own but it was getting too late at night and I didn’t want to get my mind overstimulated. I often have trouble sleeping so I try and watch something meaningless before I go to bed hoping that this will settle me down. Fortunately I discovered that this was not an attack of boredom. It was an attack of mental fatigue due to overstimulation.
To remedy this problem I decided to find TVU on the Internet. This site has a lot of old movies. I tend to like old science fiction, mystery and horror classics. I came across an old horror classic called Tormented from 1960. The film is basically about a man who accidentally kills his mistress and finds himself haunted by her after her death. For an old black and white movie it was damn scary. I like this movie so much that I ended up ordering a copy from Amazon.com.

Classic Horror Movies


Some of Those Old Movies Were Damn Scary

I have always said that I am never bored. I actually pride myself on this. The only times I might be bored is if someone takes me someplace I don’t want to be. If I am left to my own devices I can always find something interesting to do. This is because I have developed a lot of silly pastimes over the years. I can be alone for long stretches of time and completely enjoy myself.
This weekend for a flash in time I almost had to eat my words. I had just finished reading all my subscriptions on blogster. I must commend you guys. You blogsters are very creative writers and the thinkers. When you are not, you are funny which is just as good. I could’ve started up a blog post of my own but it was getting too late at night and I didn’t want to get my mind overstimulated. I often have trouble sleeping so I try and watch something meaningless before I go to bed hoping that this will settle me down. Fortunately I discovered that this was not an attack of boredom. It was an attack of mental fatigue due to overstimulation.
To remedy this problem I decided to find TVU on the Internet. This site has a lot of old movies. I tend to like old science fiction, mystery and horror classics. I came across an old horror classic called Tormented from 1960. The film is basically about a man who accidentally kills his mistress and finds himself haunted by her after her death. For an old black and white movie it was damn scary. I like this movie so much that I ended up ordering a copy from Amazon.com.

Roswell 1947 page 31


Roswell 1947 page thirty-one

Act Eight Scene Three:

Narrator: We are now back at the Roswell radio station where Floyd the Barber is just about to tell his amazing story. Just as Floyd is about to open his mouth, Mick Russell comes rushing through the front door of the radio station.

Rick: Mick, how did you escape from the General?

Mick: Well, to tell you the truth Rick, I have a confession to make. I got a little carried away earlier this morning.

Dwight: What do you mean Mick?

Mick: When I told you about the pieces of a crash flying saucer on my ranch I exaggerated a little bit.

Rick: Exaggerated how?

Mick: Well guys, a flying saucer really didn’t crash on my ranch last night. Like I said earlier I got a little carried away. I’ve been having a hard time lately. The wife left me because I wasn’t making enough money to keep the ranch going. So I got up in the morning feeling sorry for myself and started drinking. Then I started getting real lonely so I went down to Dusty’s Tavern to have some company. I had quite a few beers while I was at Dusty’s and I guess it clouded my judgment. When I got to the radio station I had convinced myself that I had seen pieces about flying saucer on my ranch. General Kane and Private Enns drove me back to my ranch and showed me that what had really fallen on my ranch was a weather balloon. My conscience started to bother me so I figured I better come down to the radio station and tell everyone the real story. I’m really sorry if I upset anyone.

Dwight: Mick, we didn’t smell any alcohol on your breath when you were here before.

Rick: Yeah, and why are you sweating so much Mick?

Dwight: I think maybe those air force guys put some pressure on you Mick to change your story.

Floyd the Barber: So do I.

Rick: Why do you say that Floyd?

Roswell 1947 page thirty


Roswell page thirty
Act 8 Scene2

Narrator: We are back at the Roswell Air Force Base interrogation room with General Kane, Private Enns and Mick Russell. General Kane is trying to convince Russell to change his story about finding pieces of a crashed flying saucer on his ranch. So far Mick is been adamant about telling the truth.

Mick: I found pieces of a crashed flying saucer on my ranch and it’s the truth.

General Kane: No! The truth is that that all you found was a weather balloon. We’re going to take you back to the radio station and this is what you’re going to do. You’re going to go on the air and tell the listeners that you started drinking early in the morning. Your wife left you because you were losing too much money on the ranch. So when Dusty’s Tavern opened you went there to continue drowning your sorrows. You decided you’d get yourself some attention by making up this crazy flying saucer story and telling it on the radio.

Mick: No way! I’ll be the laughing stock of the whole county.

General Kane: Would you rather spend the next 20 years in the brig Mick?

Mick: Of course not.

General Kane: Here’s the deal Mick. You go on the air and tell the story we just told you. And for all your trouble were going to throw in a little bonus. After you retract your story on the radio show, you’ll find a new Ford truck with the keys in it parked right outside the radio station. The new red Ford 150 will be yours just for following orders just like any good patriotic American citizen would.

Mick: Woo! Hoo! A new truck, that’s just what I’ve been wishing for. It’s a deal boys. You can drive me down to the radio station right now and I’ll retract my story. The town won’t be laughing at me for very long when they see me in my new red Ford 150 truck.

Private Enns: You’re a lot smarter than we gave you credit for Mick.

Mick: Gee thanks guys. Let’s go straight to the radio station. I can’t wait to get my new truck!

Grandparents


Grandparents

This afternoon my wife and I had our granddaughter all to ourselves. Having reached the age of fifty-nine I have come to realize that there are not many advantages to getting old. Retirement is definitely one of the perks but I am not yet in a financial position to make retiree my permanent job description. I have been temporarily retired for several months now and have enjoyed every minute of it. So apart from looking forward to retirement, what else is good about getting old? The answer is being a grandparent. You get to watch the innocence and adventure of childhood for a second time.