Guy on Dateline: The fact that I had an affair doesn’t make me a murderer.
Me: No, the fact that you killed your wife makes you a murderer.
This exchange actually did not take place while my husband, Steve, and I watched a DVR’d episode of Dateline, but it very well may have, if tonight’s murdering husband had agreed to be interviewed. Still, I thought it made a good enough opening for tonight’s Muddled Monday Post.
“What?” some readers may be saying. “No Monstrous Monday this week?” Oh well, maybe I could find one monster.
I am very tired tonight and in fact disinclined to make any post at all. However, I also know that it is all too easy to go ahead and just not post for too many days in a row. Before I know it, I am not a blogger at all, just another schlub who used to have a blog. I would far rather be a schlub with a blog.
When I was looking for a picture of a monster, I saw this shot of Keith Morrison in my Media Library. He is my favorite Dateline narrator. His voice is so soothing. I want him to come to my house and read me bedtime stories, although in general I dislike being read to (full disclosure: I loved it when my Mom read to us when we were little) (it was different then).
Where was I? Ah yes, Muddled Monday, which is really another way of saying Some Post, Any Post.
I see I am over 250 words. I think instead of pouring myself a glass of wine, I will give up and go to bed. I hope to see you all again on Tired Tuesday.