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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.

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          • September 21, 2012 12:54 am
            I have a quick idea for a great murder mystery dinner theater. You stage the classic Murder on the Orient Express in an old time theater with tables and chairs. You feed everyone an elaborate seven course meal with champagne and drinks. After everyone has finished their sorbet and is enjoying a cognac, the mustachioed detective starts his big speech in the end where he reveals what has truly happened all along, then you just blow up the entire planet - mystery solved.

            I have a quick idea for a great murder mystery dinner theater. You stage the classic Murder on the Orient Express in an old time theater with tables and chairs. You feed everyone an elaborate seven course meal with champagne and drinks. After everyone has finished their sorbet and is enjoying a cognac, the mustachioed detective starts his big speech in the end where he reveals what has truly happened all along, then you just blow up the entire planet - mystery solved.

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            2. said: Fucking genius!
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            4. hughman said: is wine included? this is a deal breaker.
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