It is Resolved

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: It Is Resolved.

Everyone is sitting at the table eating leftovers and such for dinner. There are leftover Christmas cookies, some lasagna, pigs in a blanket and a bunch of other little leftover dishes.

“It’s suddenly 2008. Did you guys make resolutions? What are they?”

“I’m going to try to lose some weight this year. Well, as soon as these cookies are gone anyway.” Tabitha says, picking up a chocolate snowball from the plate.

“Would you hate me if I said my resolution was to bake more cookies? It’s not though, don’t worry. I want to write more. Something that’s more of a story than the blog.”

“Didn’t you say you were going to try to write a script out of the blog? Did you ever do that?”

“Nope. I still intend to, I just ..haven’t.”

“Ahh. Okay then. I’d like to find a better job this year, preferably one that nets me a bit more money.”

“Yeah, money never hurts.”

“I’m going to try to cut down on my frivolous spending. It couldn’t hurt to actually save some money beyond my bankroll for poker, or even to start playing at a higher level. You’re not going to make a resolution are you Billy?”

“Nope. I’m not a resolution type of person.”

“Billy’s very unresolved.”

“Or I just resolve what I resolve when I resolve it, instead of only today.”

“Okay then, give us one of your resolutions you have made in the past that you’re working on right now.”

“I told myself I’d learn to juggle well a couple of weeks ago. I haven’t gotten there yet. I did manage to get the motion down, but I can’t keep it up very long.”

“I like to juggle. Sometimes I juggle stale muffins after work. I should try to learn how to juggle the syrup bottles, dazzle the customers.”

“But this year I’m going to join one of my pals that comes into Starbucks occasionally on one of the Improv Everywhere missions. Probably not the No-Pants Subway Ride they’re doing in a couple of weeks though.”

“That could be fun. They have that mp3 experiment too.”

“That’s the one that everyone listens to the same file on their Ipod and runs around doing crazy stuff?”

“Pretty much. Should be par for the course for you.”

Homemade Cookies

Welcome to the 6^th floor.

Today's contributors are: Sara, Tabitha, Frank and Scott.

Subject: Homemade Cookies

“Mmm, something smells good! What are you baking Tabitha?”

“What? I'm not baking, I'm just pouring myself a glass of pomegranate juice.”

“So what's that delicious smell? Is someone baking?”

“Nope. Oven's off. It's my new candle in the living room. It's called Sugar Cookie.”

“You tease! Why would you buy a candle that smells like cookies? Now I want cookies!”

“You could always make them yourself.” Sara pipes in from the living room.

“I could make my famous slightly-charred chocolate chip cookies that leave that weird aftertaste. No one seems to ever like them though.”

“What? Frank's baking? I'll call the fire department.” Scott says as he passes by.

“Last time we couldn't even give away your cookies.”

“They did make good paper-weights though.”

“I'll make a deal with you. You go to the store and buy the ingredients, and I'll bake some cookies.”

“The store? Why don't you call Billy, he gets off work soon right?”

“Because Billy's not the one that wants cookies.”

“Do you really think Billy doesn't want cookies?”

“He does have a point about that. Billy's going to walk in here, smell the candle, and complain about the same think Frank just did.”

“Quiet over there! Who's side are you on anyway?”

“I think Sara wants cookies too!”

“So do I!” Calls Scott from his room.

“The candle really does smell so good!”

“Fine! Call Billy if you want.”

Frank dials Billy, and after a moment, hangs up. “No answer. He must be in a tunnel or something.”

“Well, then I guess you're going to have to actually venture outside today.”

“Alright, but these cookies better be good.” Frank says as he exits.