Such a play is Wa(s)te, which is really a play about two waste-oids in an apartment waiting to find out about a party (and maybe they're writing a screenplay in the process, but most likely they're surfing the net, playing videogames and watching TV).
Here's the show synopsis:
With the promise of tomorrow lingering under the rain clouds of today, Doug and Val waste time playing word and power games with each other in a cluttered Seattle apartment, waiting to hear about a party. They are joined by Paulie, a temp in a rumpled suit, who one day claims it’s his apartment and the next day is a silent slave to the enigmatic Lulu, a songstress turned corporate power-broker. But is it Paulie’s apartment? Will Doug and Val ever finish their screenplay about nothing commenting on nothing? Or are they merely characters themselves? And there’s the ultimate question: is God the Pizza Boy?
I've only really sent this play to friends who I like and might appreciate its references to Beckett or pop culture and only a handful of small theaters. And yet, through a circuitous route (ie in the hands of a real-life clown), the play has found itself in a reading at The Road Theater in LA in their annual Summer Playwrights Festival.
Sadly, I won't be able to fly out to the west coast for the reading but after talking with Judy Weldon, I feel I'm in good hands. I'm just disappointed that I'll miss this first public reading in front of an audience, especially seeing as how its a comedy and it might be nice to know when folks laugh and all.
Here's hoping this is a sign that more opportunities will arise for this little fun play of mine.
