Friday, October 3, 2025
Time: 5:15 PM
Song: In Too Deep
Artist: Sum 41
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s on shuffle on the way home from work.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/1HNE2PX70ztbEl6MLxrpNL?si=9d4bfb0d10904cd1
I woke several times last night thinking about writing a screenplay for a sitcom where the main characters live through some sort of catastrophe. I think I might have actually dreamt a few of the scenes. Basically running through your average sitcom tropes but placing them in an age of catastrophe.
The idea always jumped forward when I gained consciousness, and seemed like a great idea, and then I would think about the premise a little bit.
What catastrophe happened? Maybe an asteroid. Would creating an environment post-asteroid hit be too expensive for a sitcom budget? Would it be too dark for a show that I think is meant to be a comedy? Can I write comedy?
By the time I would drift back to sleep, I would dismiss the idea as too goofy to pursue. Only then it would all happen again.
It felt like a loop for the last half of the night.
Then I woke for good about 7 AM and wondered what all that brain power about a screenplay was about. I have never written a screenplay, and in fact, wouldn’t really know where to start. I did write a one-act play for a class in college, but I don’t remember format being all that important to that assignment.
As I rolled out of bed, I remembered something else. There already was a sitcom about people living after some sort of apocalypse. I never watched it, and don’t remember the name, but I think it starred one of the old alums from SNL. Maybe more than one SNL alum for that matter. I just remember seeing a commercial or two for it.
I think I’ll let this nocturnal rumination go.
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