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What Kind of Post? It’s a Mystery!

This is a Post-Rehearsal Post, a Throwback Thursday Post, and still under the heading of All He Laughed Himself to Death All The Time.  Hey, that makes this a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post as well!  Or am I spreading myself too thin?  Oh yeah, like I could ever be thin!  Maybe if I go back on the South Beach Diet for a LONG time!  But never mind that, on with the post!

We had an excellent rehearsal for He Laughed Himself to Death, the murder mystery we are putting on to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society in a mere two days.  I think it will be a lot of fun.

A suspicious bunch, to say the least!

Since I once again neglected to take any pictures at tonight’s rehearsal, I thought I would pep up the post with a picture from a previous murder mystery.  This was the cast of A G.R.A.V.E. Murder, which we presented a few years ago, also to benefit the historical society.  You see, this is where Throwback Thursday comes in.

A dramatic moment, captured on film.

Here is a rehearsal shot from another murder mystery, whose title escapes me.  How embarrassing.  All I can really think about, though, is how much better I liked my hair in that ultra-short ‘do (I am the one on the far left).

Be all that as it may, I repeat for the benefit of local readers that He Laughed Himself to Death will be presented Saturday, Nov. 5, at the Herkimer Elks Club, 124 Mary St., Herkimer, NY.  Doors open at 5:30 p.m.  Tickets are $35 and are available at the Herkimer County Historical Society, 315-866-6413.

 

Will I Have the Last Laugh?

I meant to make a post using more pictures taken on a recent walk, but those pictures are on my phone and here I am on my Tablet.  Still, the phone is on the coffee table.  I could pick it up and look…

Or not.  My only purpose now is to make a Post-Rehearsal Post.  And I might even eat an ice cream cone out of the freezer before I do so.

It is not actually chocolate running down this head.

I put in an unrelated picture to show the passage of time while I ate ice cream.  I do not remember if I actually used this picture to give a shout-out to Yettys Pizza and Pasta of Herkimer, NY.  I must look at my past posts and make sure I have done so.

Did somebody say murder mystery?

I scrolled through my Media Library till I found a picture of a murder mystery, because the rehearsal I was at was for a murder mystery: He Laughed Himself to Death.  It will be presented on Saturday, Nov. 5, at Herkimer Elks Lodge, to benefit Herkimer County Historical Society.

I just now copied this from Facebook.

Now I have given a proper shout-out to the murder mystery.   I am going to bill this as a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post,  because I have been a little all over the place.  If only I could think of a sufficiently random headline, my life would be perfect.

 

I Haven’t Murdered Anybody in a While

Who knew I would be doing a Post-Rehearsal Post again so soon (and don’t bother saying YOU knew, because I will not believe you) (you know who you are, and that’s all you know) (but I digress).  It is not a full-on play, like Love’s Labour’s Lost, but an interactive murder mystery, such as I love to write and perform.

Full disclosure: it is a previously performed script.  We have less lead time than usual, so the best I could do was revive one previously done for another venue.  I had some re-writing to do, though, because we have two fewer actors to work with.  This accomplished, some excellent actors recruited, and we are on our way.

The mystery is He Laughed Himself to Death, which we originally presented in 2017.  Goodness, that was five years ago.  How the time flies.  Anyways, we had our first meeting tonight.  We read through the script, talked about characters and clues, and set the rest of our rehearsals.  Alas, I did not take any pictures.

I feel like poo when I don’t have any pictures!

I found a previous illustration of some fake poo used in the original production.  I still have it and, surprisingly enough, know where it is, so it will make a repeat appearance.  The bigger poo was also featured in Donate to Murder, to great comic effect (I do not exaggerate; it was very funny).

He Laughed Himself to Death will be presented to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society on Saturday,  Nov. 1, 5:30 p.m. at Herkimer Elks Lodge.  For more information,  contact the society at 315-866-6413.

 

 

Here I Am In Costume

Time for a fast Throwback Thursday Post, and I don’t care if I throw back to something I have thrown back to before.  Many of us repeat ourselves, after all.  I just watched an episode of Dateline I had seen before, only I did not remember all the details.  I watched it in lieu of a re-run of Mom I had seen and did remember all the details.  That’s neither here nor there (I love that expression; I could not say exactly what it means).  On with the blog post.

I was so dramatic!

Here is a great theatre memory: Shakespeare’s The Tempest, performed by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company in August 2017.  I’m the one in the orange tights.  I loved that costume, although it did get a little warm for the time of year.

I felt pretty hot, in a good way, but perhaps I flatter myself.

Speaking of me in costume, here I am in my Ruby outfit from Rubbed Out at Ruby’s,  one of my interactive murder mysteries.  This picture was taken at a fundraiser for the Landmarks Society of Greater Utica.  By the way, it is not so easy to get a flask to stay in one of those garters.

Aren’t we a cute couple?

And here I am in what is perhaps my most fabulous costume, as Roxanne Rolls in Fabulous and Fatal, another murder mystery.  The beauty in orange is my husband, Steven, as Ophelia Upps, which I think is one of the best names I have ever come up with (although it is possible that once again I flatter myself).

I do love revisiting my theatre memories.  I hope I can soon get around to making new ones.  I’ll be sure to blog about it when I do.

 

Speaking of Murder Mysteries…

Here I am early Friday morning, trying to make my Thursday post.  In my defense, I have no defense.  Never mind that.  I am ten-fingered typing on the dining-room-table-top, as I was yesterday.  And, also as yesterday, I will look in this computer’s downloads for some older pictures for a post.  A Throwback Thursday immediately following a Wayback Wednesday?  Why not?

“J’accuse!”

I don’t know if  I spelled that caption correctly.  It took me a minute to find something I had not already used.  As is often the case, I throw back to theatre.  Well, drama is my life, after all.  This is my husband, Steven, and our friends Kim and Cindy.  It was actually a staged picture (well, duh, a threatre picture would usually be staged, wouldn’t it?  And there it is on a stage, but you see what I mean, I hope).  I had written an article for Mohawk Valley Living magazine about my murder mysteries (which you have perhaps read about in this blog).  I had no pictures readily available from actual performances, so I got a few friends to make some dramatic poses.  I encouraged Kim to take the opportunity to wear one of her fabulous dresses.

“You shan’t touch her!”

I got into the act, too.  I cancelled the last murder mystery we were supposed to do, but now I am thinking we need to reschedule.  As I said, drama is my life!

 

Luckily, Blog Posts Don’t Have To Be Perfect

Today is a Blogger’s Sick Day.  That is when I spend a few words whining about how terrible I feel and call it a post.  Maybe I could share a few pictures to pep things up, maybe get a little Throwback Thursday into the mix.

A suspicious bunch indeed.

I looked in my Media Library at September 2017 and found this delightful shot.  It is members of LiFT,  Little Falls Theatre Company, at the Ritz and Ragtime fundraiser for the Landmarks Society of Greater Utica.  I wish they would do one of those again.  I have a couple more 1920’s outfits to choose from.

 

More theatre fun!

This was in September 2018, Donate to Murder at the Herkimer Elks Club.  It was an interactive murder mystery which I just happened to write.  I need to start writing again.

Good advice for me.

I need to make this my mantra.  I could hang it on my wall.  Or maybe tattoo it on my forehead, backwards, of course, so I could read it every time I look in the mirror.  Unfortunately,  or perhaps fortunately,  my forehead is not that big.

In the meantime, it seems I have managed to make a blog post in spite of feeling rather ill.  Perhaps it is not a very good blog post, but you’ll have that.  I am going to try for some sleep, and a better blog post tomorrow.  As always, thank you for tuning in.

 

Shakespeare Memories

Hoping to continue my streak of posting on the day specified, I will attempt a Throwback Thursday Post.  I realize my WordPress timestamp may say something different, but let us gloss over these little inconsistencies.  I wonder what I can throw back to this week.

What a cast! What a performance!

So many of my throwbacks are to theatre, but I just cannot help myself.  In this case, I looked at my Media Library in August 2017 (my Media Library only goes back to October 2016) and saw some colorful pictures of The Tempest, as performed by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company.  Did you hope that with the end of Love’s Labour’s Lost I would stop talking about Shakespeare?  Forlorn hope, that!

I’m the one in the orange tights.

The first picture was at the Utica Zoo.  The above was at a venue near Caroga Lake.

I was really getting into the scene.

I have no upcoming theatrical endeavors in the foreseeable future, Shakespearean or otherwise.  I have other things on my mind, unfortunately nothing that would make for a decent blog post.  You’ll have that, I suppose.  Yes, I see you in the back there, ready to make unkind remarks about the subjects (or lack thereof) I see fit to blog about and what do I know about a decent blog post etc., etc. (you know who you are).

Be all that as it may, I am over 200 words with three fun pictures.  I say good enough, and Happy Thursday, everyone.

 

Still Sharing Shakespeare?

I am still very tired.  Could I be getting old?  SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!  Is it Post-Play Letdown?   Does it now take me longer to recover from things?  Was it really so taxing to be in a mere play, for heavens’ sakes?  Or is something else at work?

I do not feel like analyzing things and am too tired to do it properly anyways.  I prefer to make a Throwback Thursday Post, even though I will no doubt share pictures I have thrown back to before.  Double throwback?  Maybe even triple or more.  Never mind, just share a picture.

I totally told them.

That’s me in yellow tights, acting up a storm in The Tempest in 2017, the last time LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company did Shakespeare (before we did Love’s Labour’s Lost  this year, of course).  Oh, you thought All Love’s Labour’s Lost All The Time was over? I guess not.

The whole bunch looks suspicious to me.

Here is a non-Shakespeare but still LiFT throwback, Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, an interactive murder mystery which I just happened to write.  Of course it was the talent and input of the cast that made it so memorable.  Theatre is a collaborative art, after all.

Does this look familiar?

OK, this is only throwing back to last weekend, but Love’s Labour’s Lost is still on my mind.

Thank you once again for tuning in.  As always, I will try for a better blog post tomorrow, but no promises.  After all, it will be Lame Post Friday.

 

Mesa’d Up on Tired Tuesday

The problem with taking Monday off work is that Tuesday begins to feel awfully Mondayish.  On the other hand, it sets me up nicely for a Tired Tuesday Post.  I guess I am tired most days, but Tuesday is the day that makes it alliterative.  Never mind all that, what can I say to make the post interesting?

I could use such a nice dressing gown.

When in doubt, throw in a monster pic.  This is Claude Rains as The Invisible Man.  He is dressed for bed, which I felt was appropriate because I plan to go to bed soon.  Full disclosure: I do not wear such fancy pajamas.

“Forsooth and… stuff.”

I throw in a picture from  Love’s Labour’s Lost,  which closed Sunday, because it is still very much on my mind.  My lines are still jostling against each other in my head.  Then I remember that I don’t have to remember them any more.  Phew!

I guess I don’t really look like that.

Looking for another monster photo in my Media Library, I came across this movie poster.  I feel it is appropriate, because I feel lost and I am definitely a woman, although I do not live on a mesa with other lost women.  At least, I suppose  other women around me might feel lost at times, but they do not share that information with me.

What a post.  I covered being tired, mentioned the play, and shared monster pictures.  Kind of a Non-Sequitur Post.  I usually save those for Thursday.  What a time warp I am in! But I am over 250 words and not posting first thing in the morning.  I’m going to call that a win.

 

Lost Love’s Labour?

Can I make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post?  I am feeling like swooning on a handy chaise lounge, dramatically posed with the back of one wrist to my forehead.  Of course I have no such chaise lounge available. What I do have is a dreadful case of Post Play Letdown.  Yes, it can kick in thus soon after the end of the play.

Full disclosure: I am mostly feeling happy right now.  I was in a play!  And people liked it!   It mostly went well.  I remembered most of my lines.  What more could I ask for?

Me, wondering what else I could ask for.

I feel very relieved that I have no rehearsals to go to in the coming week.  I feel strongly inclined to never put myself in the position of having to have to go to rehearsals ever again.

People who know anything at all about theatre people know this is a lot of hooey.  Not have to go to rehearsal?  That would mean I would never do any form of theatre again.  That’s crazy talk!

In fact, after the performance as most of the cast enjoyed food and drink at Mangia Macrina’s Pizza in Little Falls,  NY (just to sneak in a plug of s local business), the subject of murder mysteries came up.  OK, I brought it up.  But several people expressed interest.

And so it goes.  One show ends, another one starts.  How soon does it start?  We shall see.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.