For sixty-three weeks the marquee remained the same, one side read Van Helsing and the other Man on Fire. Then in week sixty-four, Van Helsing and his partner were gone. The letters on the marquee had unexplainably rearranged themselves overnight.
Since that time, a new message has magically appeared on the marquee every so often, always utilizing all thirty-eight letters that were originally abandoned well over a year ago.
While I'm not at liberty to say who I think the perpetrator(s) may or may not be (but I feel relatively sure that you can find them at Mooneys, the Irish pub across the street on almost any given night), I can offer a thanks for the tip of the hat and an appreciation for the brilliant absurdity of it all.
Well-played gentleman. Well-played.
an·a·gram n
1. a word or phrase that contains all the letters of another word or phrase in a different order. “Astronomers” is an anagram of “no more stars.”
2. a word game that involves the forming of anagrams (takes a singular verb)
