After the smoke clears we’re all invited down to talk to the Players and have our pics taken with them. Nice.
Below: But first you gotta be smart enough to know where to stand.
As you can see, as far as charisma and being photogenic goes, I’m about 8 notches short of a cigar store indian (no offense to indians).
But at least I know it.
Below: Then you gotta know where the camera is.
I’m your Huckleberry.
See what I mean?
Coming up … Wyatt Earp House and Boot Hill