The big no sleep: Post-Bouchercon miscellany, Part I
The gift of music. Dana King had commented on my posts about music in crime fiction, suggesting Delbert McClinton when I asked for musicians whose songs made good noir stories. The first day of Bouchercon, despite not having met me before, he gave me a CD of McClinton's songs that he'd prepared.
When the sacred gin mill finally closes. A post-last-call discussion at the hotel bar Sunday night with, among others, master-of-all-noir-trades Eddie Muller, Linda L. Richards and Jodi and J. Kingston Rap Sheet. This one finally broke up when a member of the bar staff offered to put his mop in Eddie's hands so he (the bar guy) could go home and get some sleep.
Muller appeared briefly to consider the swap of professions, which would have made a photo almost as good as the one of him in bed with the rest of the Noircon Five.
Carousing is good. Brainy, funny people are better. Carousing with brainy, funny people may not be the highest form of human activity, but it will sure as hell do until something better comes along.
© Peter Rozovsky 2008