So the weather was rainy and crappy for the day I was supposed to fly. I’ve rescheduled for next month.Cross your fingers for sunny skies!
Joe and I went to a 50’s-themed murder mystery dinner last Saturday. I wore a Pink Ladies jacket, and he wore an old school bowling shirt. He speculated that going to murder mystery dinners isn’t really a hobby. However, we were seated with three older couples and an older woman. For one couple, that night was the fifth murder mystery dinner that they had been to. They recruited the other couples. It was the second time for one and the first time for the other.
I’m calling it a hobby. There are game sets available to buy to host personal MMD’s. I also imagine that trying to come up with one’s own storyline would be really fun to do. Even if I can’t consider it a hobby, it still is a new activity. Part of my reasons for doing new stuff is to find a new regular hobby, but another part is just to have experiences. Someone can wonder whether he should go to a MMD, and I can highly recommend it.
Anyway, the MMD was interactive. There were 5 actors who ran the show, and then 7-9 (I don’t remember exactly) people from the audience who were given hats/glasses and name-tags to be the suspects. Each table was a team and had money to give to the characters in exchange for clues. The guy in the veteran couple at our table was constantly questioning the players. His first question was, “So, who are you sleeping with?” If I do another MMD, that’s going to be the first question I ask everyone. I asked a few characters, but I didn’t bring a notebook, so I kept forgetting all the questions I needed to ask.
I had two suspects and leaned towards one. That one was then murdered basically right after I had decided the murderer was her. Probably about 5 minutes before we had to turn in our table’s answer sheet, I figured out who the murderer was. Unfortunately, I only wrote down the motives and not the opportunity, so another table won the detective award. However, I was still happy that I solved the case. If I were to go to another one, I hope it’s 20’s-themed!
Next month, I will hopefully learn how to fly a plane and sail a boat.