Here's A Park Slope Web Series!

A while back I considered creating a web series about Park Slope. I love webisodes -- so much so that last summer I attended a Web Series Summer camp hosted by the Writers Guild East (side note: only writers would hold summer camp indoors, away from a body of water and whose activities require almost no physical exursion).

If I wasn't super lazy and had a web series, it would be called It's Always Sunny in The Slope (note additional laziness in the inability to create a new idea). The show would feature the same exact characters as Sunny in Philadelphia, and The pilot episode's storylines would play out as follows:

Charlie steals bugaboos to re-sell for quick cash, until he accidentally swipes one with a baby in it. He and Frank enter the stolen baby in Boing Boing's "Park Slope Same-Sex Couple's Cutest Baby Competition" as the kid's adoptive parents. After Dee and Dennis are rejected from the Coop, they start their own called The Park Slope Food Poop (pronounced, "Poh-Op"). The pair has an especially hard time selling bran.

But like I said, I'm lazy, and my ideas, which are admittedly bad, don't go any further than drunk proclamations at High Dive: "I should tottttally do this someday," I'll slur into my basket of popcorn. Thank God someone else has taken initiative to make a web series about our neighborhood. Welcome to THE SLOPE:

The Slope is a comedy that follows the lives of a lesbian couple navigating their way through modern-day Park Slope, Brooklyn. One year into their relationship, Ingrid and Desiree continue to hash out a power dynamic that ends up making them look homophobic, superficial and ultimately, perfect for one another.

Posted above is their second episode, titled, "Pretty People." My favorite moment is this exchange, which happens between the two girlfriends (one of whom is much less sensitive). 

"I’ll have you know that I get hit on all the time."

"I’m sure that if you went on one of those Rosie O’Donnell family cruise ship tours you would be the bell of the ball."

"I mean I get hit on all the time by men."

"Don’t you think that maybe they might be confusing you for a twink?"

Well done, ladies.