Stage: Empty except for a large photograph of a grin on the center of the stage.

Players: Androgynous blob (player covered entirely with a large cloth
or flashy bedsheet.

What else is needed: Orange cloth, electric fan, hammer, flowers,
dated pop music records played manually with a finger.

Scene I:  Blob comes in and tries to carry on a conversation with the
photograph.  Everything it says is muttered inscrutibly except for the
phrase "express your confusion", which is uttered from time to time. 
The scene ends when any member of the audience expresses their
confusion.  If this doesn't happen within five minutes, end the scene
anyway.  The blob will stamp offstage angrily if it has to resort to
the latter.  If the former happens, the blob will throw flowers into
the audience and dance offstage.  Music.

Scene II:  Electric fan that is pointed towards the performance space
is turned on offstage.  Blob comes on stage with a microphone, stands
still for a moment and recites the following solioquy into it -
"When I was a child, then I loved the sound of the fan.  I went
through at least three white electric fans back then, which I set up
in my room and pointed towards my bed.  Even in the wintertime, I
would play that fan low all night every night and fall asleep
listening to the sound of the fan.  What sort of sounds do you find
pleasing?"
The blob hold the microphone to the audience.  If the audience
responds to its question, it'll wait before moving on to listen to the
responses.  Then, the blob will walk to the offstage fan and place the
microphone in front of it.  It then walks to the other side of the
stage and off.  After a few moments, a small orange cloth is placed in
front of the fan and is blown onstage.  Lights turn off, music.

Scene III:  Lights are turned on again, but dimmed.  The blob walks
onstage with a hammer.  The blob turns to the photograph of a grin and
proceeds to hammer away at random teeth.  After about three or four
teeth are torn out, the blob takes the photograph and walks offstage. 
Lights turn off.

- A Chair, August 2004

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