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December 29, 2003
Sit-Com: "Driving School"
I really want to get around to actually writing some scripts with Chris -- which is to say, I want Chris to get around to writing some scripts for me. I'll help.
The other day we came up with an idea for a sit-com which would be called "Driving School." We were actually driving when we came up with it, which may be one reason why it seemed funnier then. The main characters would be teachers at the driving school. Then you'd have rotating characters trying to get their licenses -- teenagers, drunks, little old ladies, people from countries that don't have cars, New Yorkers, etc. At least one recurring character would be constantly trying to get his/her license and failing. The main character might be a frustrated writer or something who is teaching driving class just to get by while he/she writes his/her great screen play or novel. Maybe you'd have like an old burnt out Indie 500 driver on staff who could be constantly searching for redemption, or getting speeding tickets. One of the driving instructors could be blind, says Chris, and need another driving instructor with them. Much of it would be shot at the school itself, but then you'd also have a lot of scenes in cars, so sets would be cheap -- just need a green screen and a few cars. It would be kind of like Taxi, granted, but Taxi was a pretty good show, so that's okay. Chris will have to add any details I've forgotten.
Although I once had to take a "bad driver" class for going 40 in a 25 mile zone in that old Hudson jet I used to drive, I don't know too much about actual driving schools, but I gather there are many comedic driving schools -- I guess I knew that from the King of the Hill episode where Hank has to go to driving school and Chris Rock is the instructor -- but, just like the dog dancing episode, I didn't really know it was real!.
Pica is more of a mosh-pit thrasher, so far.
Posted by mary at December 29, 2003 5:04 PM
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i think most of the comedy driving schools are actually just comedy traffic schools (like what you went to for speeding, you naughty girl you--dave just had to do that, too). comedy driving school is actually sort of a scary concept, if you think about it.
here's my very tangentially related idea, which i think is great (just because it's something i'd pay to do ((well, maybe: i don't really like to pay for things...)), so why not everybody else, too?). i may have told you this already, but i don't think so. anyway: weekend heavy equipment driving camp! you know how there are those "schools" where you can pay a pile of cash and get a brief lesson in race-car driving from an actual race-car driver and then you get to drive around in some fast car on a real track? well, i think that concept should be extended to heavy equipment: bulldozers, cranes, bucket loaders.... no, i don't mean the driving really fast on a racetrack part, just paying a bunch of money to spend a weekend driving heavy equipment around in the dirt. i mean, there must be at least as many people with heavy-equipment fantasies as race car fantasies.
Posted by: melissa at December 29, 2003 7:26 PM
Mary and Chris: You are both brilliant. Anywho, I was wondering if could borrow $400.00. But seriously, I can't really explain how or why, but when I read this little whatchamacallit I thought it might be kind of funny if you went hyperlink CRAZY in one of your future whatchamacallits. In the last sentence of your Sit-Com: "Driving School" whatchamacallit you have no less than six hyperlinks, including one for the word, "real." Well, I think every word should have a hyperlink. If we use the above-referenced sentence as an example, we could link "40" with the part of the Bible that talks about Jesus spending 40 days and 40 nights in the desert. You get the idea. You could "turn it up to 11" by making hyperlinks for punctuation. For example, you could make the : link to Colin Powell (or Ronald Reagan, depending on how appreciative your audience is of sophisticated potty humor [or should I say, "humour"?]).
Anywho, Mary, forgive me for sharing this with the rest of the world, but this whatchamacallit reminded me of one of my all-time favorite Mary jokes.
Mary and I were driving on the freeway at night. We saw a police car pulled over on the shoulder with its lights flashing. As we passed the car, Mary said, "Man. . . looking at those cop lights makes me want to have a drink!" We laughed and laughed and laughed. I am doubled over in laughter as I type these words!!!
Posted by: Teem at January 4, 2004 12:29 AM
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