December 24th, 9pm, eastern standard time, from here on in I shoot without a script, see if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit, First shot Roger, tuning the fender guitar he hasn’t played in a year
(::Roger::)
This won’t tune
(::Mark::)
So we hear.
He’s just coming back, from half a year of withdrawl
(::Roger::)
You talking to me?
(::Mark::)
Not at all
Are you ready? Hold that focus steady, tell the folks at home what you’re doing Roger
(::Roger::)
I’m writing one great song
(::Mark::)
The phone rings (::Roger: saved!)
We screen, zoom in on the answering
