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If there’s a guy with a camera, he’s not gonna want to aim it at somebody handing him the truth, he’s gonna want to point it at someone who’s gonna SAY some stuff!
I turned down the job of Cubmaster when my oldest kid was in his second or third year of scouts. So did a guy named Scott. So the outgoing Cubmaster announced that Scott and I would be Co-Cubmasters together. And we were. I think I stayed Scoutmaster for, like seven years, covering ground for my two sons. I was never good at it, but I think the kids enjoyed their time and most of them went on to be Boy Scouts after being Cubs.
And, of course, when it was WAY past time for me to step down as Cubmaster, I had to strong-arm the situation to get someone else to take over. A couple of folks stepped in and took up the reins at the last minute. I think they probably did a better job than I did. But I bet their cub scouts never got to make a big ol’ indian drum with real rawhide drumhead that was big enough for four or five scouts to play at once, like my scouts did.
Yow.
When I was a cub scout leader, we made a rule. The rule was made after a few long, rambling, directionless campfire stories.
The rule saved our sanities.
The rule was this:
“When you say, “And Then…”, the story is over.”
It was in important rule, as it taught the boys not to volunteer to tell a story they didn’t have. The rule was created after a story much like this one:
“There was this guy. And he was walking down a dark road. He was next to a graveyard. …And then, a dragon rose up out of the graveyard, and then… the guy fought the dragon, and then… there was a huge fire, and then… everything in the world caught fire and everyone died. And then…uh… there were these people…”
It wasn’t the first story of its kind. But the ‘And Then’ rule was hailed as a life-saving stroke of genius, not only because kids thought up the ends of the stories before they started trying to tell them, but it was HILARIOUS listening to young storytellers working very very hard NOT to say, “And Then…”
Y’know what gets me tickled? ACTION WEATHER reports on the local news… when the weather is calm and warm. Because they’re ACTION NEWS, they have to tell you that the weather is balmy, and then warn you to stay tuned in case something… I dunno… El Niños or something. I’m tired of ACTION NEWS. Can we go back to human interest stories and video of local fundraising fairs? 22 minus of murky video of a fire in an abandoned house overnight followed by various murders for three hundred miles in any direction is getting depressing.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Here comes Bluto.
Bluto’s “owner”, it has now been decided, is named Cthula Hanna Belle-Lechter. Cthula to her friends.
Your fine suggestions made it very difficult to make the final decision. I took inspiration from several suggestions, along with my own storytelling devices. You’ll see what I mean as we go.
I think I’ve decided on a tangled skein of storytelling that you guys won’t unravel too quickly. You wish me luck, I’ll wish you luck.
So… ‘Lurlene’ has come up fairly often as Crazy Dog Lady’s name… though the local police dispatch’s name is Lurlene, and I don’t think this lady works with the police. No. And having two Lurlenes might lead to some funny concept humor, but it’s not exactly the way I like to write… There have been some other fine suggestions, though. I think we can come up with something pretty good for Crazy Dog Lady. If you’ve got any more ideas, get ’em in here. I’m still making up my mind.
Here’s a thought I just had while putting the tags on this cartoon. Crazy Dog Lady has been her ‘name’ so far. But that probably won’t do, since she’s so much fun these days.
Anyone want to suggest a few names that might have been hers all along and we just don’t know it yet?
