December 8 is, apparently,
Pretend to Be A Time Traveler Day:
Walk up to random people and say "WHAT YEAR IS THIS?" and when they tell you, say with enormous relief, "Then there's still time!" and run off.
Stand in front of a statue (any statue, really), fall to your knees, and yell "NOOOOOOOOO!"
Take some trinket with you (it can be anything really), hand it to some stranger, along with a phone number and say "In thirty years dial this number. You'll know what to do after that." Then slip away.
That's from option #2, "Dystopian Future."
Who needs a frame to create theater?
Labels: apropos of nothing at all, street theatre
1 Comments:
I will SO be doing one of these. I like the third option.
How about this:
Write a note that says to call a number that is currently unassigned. Put it into an envelope and write on the envelope not to open it until December 16th, 2012. Also place an old key in the envelope. Run around so you're sweaty and out of breath, then run into a store. Go to a teenage clerk with a nametag. Use their name and say they look so young. Hand them the envelope and run back out. Also file under "How to freak out a teenage girl"
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