I am sitting on my couch, laptop on my lap (good place for it), typing in words and backspacing them out. This is not a good start to my blogging week. Darn it, I’m tired! I had a marvelous time at the Crusader’s Wine Tasting yesterday, and I worked ten hours today, got my articles for next month’s Mohawk Valley Living magazine submitted… OK, I have no excuse. Well, this is going to be a Monday Mental Meanderings post. Maybe I should add a few monsters. As regular readers know, I like monsters.
“Is this where the water aerobics class meets?”
I haven’t shared the Creature from the Black Lagoon in a while. I think it’s kind of sad he doesn’t have a real name. Do you suppose his friends call him Blackie? Maybe ‘Goon? Or Creach? These are the things I think about when I am supposed to be writing a blog post.
“I told him not to lose his head.”
As I was searching my Media Library for Creach, I noticed this lovely shot of Peter Lorre and Vincent Price. I decided to include it under the contention that people are the real monsters. That is definitely an argument one can make. In fact, as I typed that in, I overheard somebody on Snapped call the murderess a monster. I would really like to finish this blog post so I can watch the next episode of that show, by the way.
Did she reach her breaking point? Or is she just a monster?
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