I love freestats.com, which is responsible for my web counter and provides some pretty interesting details as well. This is how I found out somebody found my site by typing "spanking in Hopalong Cassidy movies" into Google.
Can you really find anything on the Internet?
Did I also mention that I am not the Jon Dalton from "Survivor" either?
At any rate, here's more from my rewrite of John and Mark Polonia's PETER ROTTENTAIL, now in post-production:
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EXT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE -- MOMENTS LATER
The two come down the back steps and look at the overgrown yard. A garage is to the left.
Lenny cups his hands over his eyes and looks into the garage windows.
LENNY
Yeah, had some good times in this garage. Grandpa's old caddy. Yeah, baby. My first time was right in there.
JAMES
It must have been hard for you when Spot died.
Lenny shoots him a look.
Lenny heads back to the house.
LENNY (CONT'D)
Wonder if there's any foil up in a kitchen cabinet somewheres. Maybe we can get some cable.
JAMES
You with the cable again!
James follows.
At the top of the back steps, he stops and looks back.
After a long moment, he shuts the door behind him.
The camera slowly pans across the yard, coming to rest on the dark garage window.
Suddenly, Peter's twisted face rises into view, evil eyes gleaming.
PETER
These two little pellets will be too easy!
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) -- NIGHT
Feature footage from some third-rate b-movie. The camera slowly pans away and tracks along the carpeted floor. A TV remote has been dropped carelessly. Several empty beer and wine bottles are scattered around. A few moments later, it is revealed that they came from Lennie's limp hand, hanging over the edge of the couch.
The camera finds Lennie sleeping. On the other end of the couch, James tosses and turns.
JAMES
(murmuring)
No...no...get away!
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. DREAMSCAPE -- NIGHT
Freeze-frame flashes of the small child being pursued by the shadowy magician. Lightning FLASHES, thunder ROLLS.
The magician draws closer, his killing blade ready to strike.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) -- MOMENTS LATER
James JOLTS awake and looks around, GASPING.
JAMES
Jesus. Just another dream.
James wipes sweat off of his brow and looks at his cousin.
Lenny moves a little in his sleep and FARTS.
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Give me a shout at johnoakdalton@hotmail.com.
Can you really find anything on the Internet?
Did I also mention that I am not the Jon Dalton from "Survivor" either?
At any rate, here's more from my rewrite of John and Mark Polonia's PETER ROTTENTAIL, now in post-production:
CUT TO:
EXT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE -- MOMENTS LATER
The two come down the back steps and look at the overgrown yard. A garage is to the left.
Lenny cups his hands over his eyes and looks into the garage windows.
LENNY
Yeah, had some good times in this garage. Grandpa's old caddy. Yeah, baby. My first time was right in there.
JAMES
It must have been hard for you when Spot died.
Lenny shoots him a look.
Lenny heads back to the house.
LENNY (CONT'D)
Wonder if there's any foil up in a kitchen cabinet somewheres. Maybe we can get some cable.
JAMES
You with the cable again!
James follows.
At the top of the back steps, he stops and looks back.
After a long moment, he shuts the door behind him.
The camera slowly pans across the yard, coming to rest on the dark garage window.
Suddenly, Peter's twisted face rises into view, evil eyes gleaming.
PETER
These two little pellets will be too easy!
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) -- NIGHT
Feature footage from some third-rate b-movie. The camera slowly pans away and tracks along the carpeted floor. A TV remote has been dropped carelessly. Several empty beer and wine bottles are scattered around. A few moments later, it is revealed that they came from Lennie's limp hand, hanging over the edge of the couch.
The camera finds Lennie sleeping. On the other end of the couch, James tosses and turns.
JAMES
(murmuring)
No...no...get away!
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. DREAMSCAPE -- NIGHT
Freeze-frame flashes of the small child being pursued by the shadowy magician. Lightning FLASHES, thunder ROLLS.
The magician draws closer, his killing blade ready to strike.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. GRANDMA'S HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) -- MOMENTS LATER
James JOLTS awake and looks around, GASPING.
JAMES
Jesus. Just another dream.
James wipes sweat off of his brow and looks at his cousin.
Lenny moves a little in his sleep and FARTS.
CUT TO:
Give me a shout at johnoakdalton@hotmail.com.
2 comments:
I went to school with a girl named Mindy Lipinski. Same one perhaps? She was kind of a bitch tho. Kinda hot. Lived in NW Indiana. Can't picture her putting out for anyone back then.
Just a random association of names. I can't remember if that was in the original version from John Polonia or if I added it. Suffice to say it is not named after anybody in my past! I had barely kissed any girls by 8th grade. Hence, fiction.
JOD
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