“‘Why Don’t You Read My Blog?’”

FADE IN:

INT. CAFÉ – DAY

PETER (30s) sits at a table in a sidewalk café and picks at a sandwich. A backpack sits at his feet.

Across from him sits his brother HARTWELL (40s).

HARTWELL

-- and the kids are good. Work is good. Mom’s doing better. She says “Hi.”

PETER

Cool.

HARTWELL

How was your month?

PETER

I dunno. Stuff happened. Pretty much like I wrote on the blog.

HARTWELL

I don’t read your blog.

PETER

I posted a big summary of how February went.

HARTWELL

I don’t read your blog.

PETER

I emailed you a copy of the blog entry.

HARTWELL

I don’t -- what did your blog say?

PETER

I got a wart lasered off. I cooked tiramisu for the first time. There were layoffs at work.

HARTWELL

You couldn’t just tell me that?

PETER

Well, the blog explains it better. It explains context and significance.

HARTWELL

What did your blog say?

PETER

I don’t want to bore myself repeating exactly what I’ve already written.

HARTWELL

What did it say?

PETER

I don’t remember. Oh, wait a sec.

Peter pulls a printout out of the backpack, puts it in front of Hartwell. Hartwell sets it aside.

HARTWELL

No, just summarize.

PETER

But it’s right there.

HARTWELL

Summarize.

PETER

Fine, I’ll read it to you.

Peter reaches for the printout.

They start fighting over it.

HARTWELL

I just want to know how your month was.

PETER

If you really cared, you’d already know!

They stop fighting over it.

HARTWELL

Now, that’s not fair.

PETER

Yeah, you’ve got a point.

HARTWELL

I need beer. Want anything?

Peter shrugs.

Hartwell goes into the café.

MADELINE (20s) happens by.

MADELINE

Hey, Peter!

PETER

Hi Madeline!

MADELINE

I read your blog today!

PETER

I read yours, too!

Long pause.

Neither of them can think of anything further to say.

MADELINE

Okay, see you later!

PETER

Yup.

Madeline exits.

Peter picks up the printout and reads it over.

FADE TO BLACK.