Gwendolyn Dangerous and the Great Space Rescue

I don't know if you remember the one-act play that I wrote that supposedly was produced by some random outfit in New Jersey or New York or something, but, essentially, the well-refined concept of the play was a bunch of people sitting around on a couch discussing band names.

I had PLENTY of time to develop that, and I didn't even have to worry about the feasibility of actually making it.

I bring this up just because I imagine my response to the 48 hour film challenge would be something comparable, and then I would be forced to endure your slightly more ambitious offering the night of the screening, leaving me with the defensive response of ".... or you could take it in THAT direction."

Sorry it took so long for me to see this (and thus respond). I didn't hear your 2nd message until tonight. I haven't been calling people back because I've had a sore throat for the past month that I think is the result of a vocal node. Yay. Anyway, congratulations. Job overly well done, again.

(Please tell me you and Gavigan didn't get dressed up and slanty eye-makeupped for just that one take! Are there outtakes I can get my hands on?)