Yes, it is Lame Post Friday again, the day of random observations and half-baked philosophy. The day where I get silly for about 200 words then dive into the weekend. Once again, I look to my Media Library for inspiration.
This is NOT what my hair looks like now.
This is me as seen on stage in Prescription: Murder at Ilion Little Theatre. Actually the last view of me on stage was my awesome slipper sticking out from behind the couch after my husband had strangled me, the bastard.
Me dead. You would think the murderer would have looked happier; I was pretty annoying.
However, I did not want this to be another theatre throwback (not that there’s anything wrong with that), so I will look for a different sort of picture.
I should cook more recipes.
I just found my copy of this cookbook underneath my coffee table. I do not know how it got there. It is the cookbook put out by Herkimer County Historical Society, and the inspiration for my murder mystery, Recipe for Murder Royale. Oops, I am back to talking about theatre.
Love the mustache.
You may think I am getting away from theatre with a shot (literally) at the Elks Club in Herkimer, BUT… to begin with, many of my murder mysteries have been performed there; this was a shot of Frangelico in a Frangelico glass, the inspiration for one of my all-time favorite character names, Frangelica Inferno; AND the shot glass reminds me of a glass that was a present from cast of a stage play I directed that later figured in a murder mystery for Herkimer County Historical Society.
So I have walked down Theatre Memory Lame and plugged Herkimer Elks and Historical Society. I think I’ve earned my Happy Hour beverage.
Mohawk Valley Girl 