You may have noticed the Ole Trawler
hasn't been writing much lately and that's mostly my fault cause I
have been suffering from the Donwannas.
But I have been busy with several other
projects and that brings me back to the point which I hate cause I
rather beat around the bush and fill up this post with words, but I
suppose you have things to do a don't want to spend the whole
afternoon waiting for the Ole Trawler to get around to coming to the
point so I will.
A few weeks back the Museum had it's
Fall Fling for the Arts and they put on a Mystery Dinner show and I
had the joy and privilege of heading up the production.
Now this was not new and different for
the Ole Trawler cause in another life that's what I did. I ran Poison
Pen Murder Mysteries of Dallas for fifteen years and in my spare time
I wrote eighteen murder mysteries which are still hanging around to
this very day. But writing and producing a mystery which you wrote is
something very different from taking one someone else wrote and
trying to make it fit with what the buyer needs and finding the
people with the right chemistry to make up the cast and getting them
all in one place at one time and then getting them to do what you
think needs to be done so that the nice folks who come through the
door will be entertained and not annoyed and they won't cut up
feather pillows and start boiling tar and act like the peasants in a
Frankenstein movie even though it is awfully close to Halloween and
'Dear' Boris', (Would he have lived forever) birthday but getting hot
sticky tar off can be a real chore so you can see why I wasn't in a
hurry for that to happen so it was a good idea to do it right in the
first place and not get tarred and feathered and so that's what I
did.
And I had the help of seven wonderful
people who have real lives and jobs and they do all of the things
that you do only they took on the extra work of doing this mystery
and they are the ones who really deserve the credit, but there was
one tiny little problem...
Since the Ole Trawler was in the thick
of it and had his hands full and couldn't break character to get out
and take pictures there are no pictures of the wonderful people who
brought this mystery to life and they are the ones who did all of the
hard work and they deserve all of the credit cause it was a big hit
and that was a good thing for the Museum and they made a dollar so
they were happy and they folks who came were baffled and mystified
and confused and that is what is supposed to happen with a mystery
and some of that was even because they couldn't figure out how to
play and not because of the actual mystery but that's okay because it
was supposed to be confusing and baffling and mystifying so it worked
out and everyone had a good time except the Ole Trawler cause he has
no pictures of the guys who did all of the hard work and how can he
applaused and congratulate and flatter and toady if he doesn't have
any pictures to wave about and call attention to the guys who did all
of the hard work?
So if you went to the Fall Fling for
the Arts and took pictures with your vastly inferior iPhone or
telephone camera or spy cam instead of having on hand a 'real' camera
like the Ole Trawler told you you should have, could you please share
them with the Trawler so that he can make sure that all of the hard
working actors get the praise they richly deserve?
Tell you what, send them to the Trawler
at
or
If you don't trust the Trawler with
your pictures send them to
or
so that we can get a complete look at
what the mystery was like for the people who were not doing it.
It is so hard to do something and be
outside doing the other something which needs doing and so you don't
do either very well and I thought it was probably best to do the
mystery part better than to take pictures so I did the mystery, but
you can see how that would limit the time I had to take pictures.
So if you have any pictures of the
Mystery at the Museum I would love to see them and thank you for
doing what I didn't have time to do cause I was doing the other thing
which needed doing.
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