One good thing about all this travel is it has given me time to work on my small collection of, work-in-progress, screen plays. One in particular is an adaptation from a novella I wrote back in the 80's entitled "Kozinski's Dinner Pail." The strange and sordid tale of a semi-lovable, puerile character who, due to chronic explosive gastric intestinal syndrome (CEGIS), begins to take out his frustrations on the fast food industry (to which he is hopelessly addicted) by leaving metal lunch boxes on their premises full of highly odoriferous, bio-hazardous materials. The boxes were painted with white letters on the outside that read, "BOX OF FORBIDDEN MYSTERY! KEEP OUT!" The story ends with the public hanging of old Ted who, while standing on the trap door of a gallows, wearing nothing but a rope necktie, screams out the unforgettable words, "For 500 years a mighty oak grew in the plaza of this town! Now, 500 years after it's death, nobody knows nuthin' about no oak!" And with that he reaches over with his foot and kicks the lever, becoming his own executioner.
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