The Book Of Too Day

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The book of

T O O D AY the only holiday celebrated solely amongst strangers


This book is the official document of the holiday of Too Day.

by

Call Your Mom Emma Bergman E Karin Cadoux Sophie Goldberg Mia Massimino

It was bound in collaboration with Press Press / Baltimore, MD. Original performance by Call Your Mom, debuted at the 23rd Annual Cucalorus Festival, November 11, 2017 / Wilmington, NC.



Welcome to Too Day, the only holiday celebrated solely amongst strangers. Take a stand, get comfortable. We’re glad you’re here to celebrate the holiday with us. Too Day is the first day of the rest of your life.

EVERY DAY


IS TOO DAY! No, not quite, but don’t we wish it was?


Too Day belongs to all of us equally and Too Day belongs to no one.

Too Day we leave all other days behind, and then we get in front.

Put your best foot into Too Day and then bring the rest of your body with it.


Too Day expects one day’s worth of energy from each of us.

Too Day is only tonight, these hours, only 15 minutes for you and a couple of years for me, uneven that way.


Every day is strangers, but Too Day is no one but strangers.

Too Day is everyday and every day is Too Day.


You are still strangers.


On Too Day, we take on a new name. It is your first Too Day–

TOO DAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE


–yes, it is your first Too Day so you must name your alter ego, alter your ego, give your ego an altar.

In doing so, you name your Too Day self. Yourself today.


Please take this time to write your Too Day name, your name today, on this, your Too Day hat.

You will not say it out loud. We are silent on Too Day or rather you are silent on Too Day.


[Give time to do it]


You look at you on Too Day, yourself in a stranger.

Please give up your Too Day hat to us.


We hope you will trust us with yourself today, and trust yourself to your New Best Stranger. Watch.


[Take hats and trade them,

put hats on NBS heads,

pair NBS together]


Please take a seat across from your New Best Stranger.


On Too Day we peer out of windows as you would out of bus windows, and you face someone as if you hadn’t noticed them yet.


Of all the strangers in this world, it’s the four of us and the four of you.


The two of us and the two of us and the two of you and the two of you. The one of me and the one of you, and the one of you and the one of you, and of you and you, and you and you.


You are still strangers. We are still strangers to each other.


Know that Too Day is the day that you don’t meet all your strangers.

Shake their hands and forget their names that you have never known.

Too Day is about remembering how important it is to forget yourself and remember what you do not know.


On Too Day those who do not know us know us better than we know ourselves and better than the way we know ourselves plus the people who know us best combined.


On Too Day we: 1. manage expectations and 2. expect management.


On Too Day we encounter each other in a certain place at a certain time but not the same place or time as our New Best Stranger encounters us.


Please hold out your left hand. On Too Day we are ready to receive.

[Place Too Day scenarios face down in each NBS left hand]


Don’t peek. On Too Day we peer but never peak.


With the thumb and pointer finger of your right hand, pick up the top corner of your note and press it against the window pane for your New Best Stranger to read.


Now read: Take in your New Best Stranger’s place in time.


[Give time to take it in]


On Too Day you are silent, while still recognizing we sometimes forget to remember and remember to break the rules sometimes often.


Now, we ask that you crinkle your note, toss it aside, and break your silence. Repeat after me.


WITH JUBILANCE!


We are


[Repeat]


Still strangers


[Repeat]


To each other!


[Repeat]


Pick up the pear under your chair.

Now, take time to think of a secret. May it be a juicy one. Whisper your secret almost silently into the pear.


[Give time]


You whisper because on Too Day you are silent, while still recognizing we sometimes forget to remember and remember to break the rules sometimes often.

And now that you have almost silently whispered your secret, pass the pear to your New Best Pair.


Look at your pair and think to your Stranger Friend. Silently ask them to consume your pear and keep the secret that you never told them.


Please eat the pear of your New Best Stranger. Consume the juice to the best of your ability.


[Give time]


Now join us as we move into the Smooshing, Whining, Closing ceremony of our Too Day celebration.


We ask you to press your face up against Too Day, against the see through pane, the boundary which separates you from your Stranger. Meet this window pane with an expression you would only let a stranger see, like finding your own face alone at night for an audience of one no one.


Please look into your New Best Stranger’s eyes, both slowly come toward the pane that separates you.

On Too Day we get our faces very close but we do not touch. Easy does it.


We use the underused verbs: smush, smudge, wrinkle.

Please smoosh your face up against theirs.


Here you are, smooshed up against your New Best Stranger, feeling them on the other side of of the glass the way you cannot feel yourself on the other side of a mirror. Their skin will feel like cold glass or maybe clammy glass but know that it is them and that the pressure of your own face keeps the pane to theirs.


Remember now that you can only see yourself in a stranger and you do not know anything. Be as close as you cannot be with your Best New Stranger and feel the connection that you cannot know. How strange and flat and round you look pressed together touching only yourself.

Please take this time to be touched.


smush, smudge, wrinkle.


Now simultaneously all at once with your New Best Stranger, lean back into your seat and unwrinkle your previously smudged faces.

Never forget how it felt to once be smooshed and always remember to forget yourself.


Take note of the oil your New Best Stranger left on the glass.

On Too Day we are unashamed of our oils.


On Too Day we are less clean of our oil and more communal with our whine. We share our whines liberally, together, and all at once.


Now a toast!

Warmed and buttered, we will ask you now to raise your whine with us only slightly because on Too Day we whine together. Although on Too Day you are silent, sometimes you are not and often we ask you to forgive our forgetfulness.


On Too Day, we are silent or rather you are silent and we talk a lot.


Now raise your whine and lift it high! Long and gurgly and grumpy if you can find it within yourself!

Something like

ohhhehhhnnnnhhhuuuhhhh. Wa h w a h w a h . Or however it is you might choose to whine.


All together now. With jubilance!


[Whine together]


Let it rise from your throat like snot out of your nose as a young child. This is our metaphorical blowing of the soul nose, via the throat.


Release your deep seeded tendency for complaint. Complain, comply, and meet your stranger with that empathy saved only for strange friends. Strange friends, let us whine together once more!


[Whine together, again!]

Thank you.


Bask in the seated, deep shallow forming between you and your New Best Stranger and your shared goodbye.

Be kind and address the Too Day farewell you share with your stranger, as you may not revisit the feeling of it at least until Too Day’s tomorrow.


On Too Day those who do not know us know us better than we know ourselves and better than the way we know ourselves plus the people who know us best combined.


And let us tell you, that when Too Day becomes itself again tomorrow, it will be perplexing. It will be disappointing. It will be freeing, a relief too to know that Too Day isn’t also Tomorrow, even though it is, that it also isn’t this morning or two afternoons from now and Too Day is so,

that the moment of the Holiday is only.


Of all the strangers in this world, it’s the four of us and the four of you.


You are still strangers. We are still strangers to each other. Still strangers. Still strangers.


[Chant]

[As we chant, motion all NBS out]


STILL

STILL

STILL

STILL


STRANGERS

STRANGERS

STRANGERS

STRANGERS


STILL


STR ANG ERS