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I’m a Monstrous Blogger

OK, so I made Tuesday’s post Wednesday morning then did not make Wednesday’s post either Wednesday evening nor yet Thursday morning.  Does that make this Wednesday’s post or Thursday’s post?  Oh the trials and tribulations of the would-be daily blogger!

I was slow to recover from what was really a minor ailment.  I still don’t feel 100%, but what, I ask, are you going to do?  Or should that be “are ya gonna do?”  No matter,  on with the blog post.

And now here I sit, staring at the blank screen and half listening to Snapped: Killer Couples.  I don’t enjoy this as much as the original Snapped, but sometimes I have to make do with whatever murder and mayhem is available at the time.

Similarly,  sometimes I have to make do with whatever blog post I can produce at the time.  At least I can pep things up with a couple of pictures.  We can call it a Mid-Week Monsters post.

Which is the monster?

Here is Dr. Praetorious in The Bride of Frankenstein.  I apologize for not looking up the actor’s name or even how to spell Praetorious.  Did I mention I am still not feeling well?

Who could be uncheered by Una O’Connor?

I did not have to look up Una O’Connor’s name.  Regarding the caption, “who could be uncheered by” is a quote from Winnie the Pooh.  Either Pooh or Piglet said it regarding a balloon, but I change out the object to fit the situation.  Alert readers may remember me using the expression before.

In his defense, he wasn’t wrong.

I thought I might as well make it three pictures from the same movie.  Maybe if I go to bed early tonight I will feel good enough for a better blog post tomorrow.  But no promises.  After all, it will be Lame Post Friday.

 

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Rattling Out Another Late Post

I had meant to make a Sunday Cinema post, till I fell asleep during the second feature.  I am going through this phase where I would rather sleep than do almost anything else.  Incidentally, I am on our laptop. typing with all ten fingers (Full disclosure: I  tend not to use the left thumb, but nine-fingered typing sounds like I lost a finger).  Ah, Steven just brought me coffee. That will help.

We are both up earlier than our usual stupid hour of arising, me to make my blog post, Steven I think because I got up.  He is nice that way.  Anyways, this is just going to be one of my Rattle On For 200 Or So Words posts.  That is not one of my official categories, but I suppose it ought to be, since it  is what so many of my blog posts turn out to be (oh, it is MUCH more fun to type with all ten fingers than one letter at a time with the stylus) (although, come to think of it,  it is still one letter at a time.  They just follow one after the other a lot faster).

Where was I?  Apologizing, perhaps, for yet another late post.  I guess I’m not the daily blogger I thought I was.  It is kind of a depressing thought, since I did not consider myself such hot stuff as a blogger anyways.  Oh, I know people enjoy me; I was not putting myself down.  Only, I set the bar for myself kind of low. Post every day, that is my ambition.  Well, I will try to meet that standard at least, going forward from now.  In the meantime, I’m going to drink my coffee and try to do a couple of other things I didn’t get to this weekend.

 

Am I Lame? Or Just a Lush?

Ah yes, Lame Post Friday (why did my predictive text thingy not offer me “Post Friday” when I typed in “Lame”?  I’m just asking). I have had a long-ish week.  Not as bad as some, not as onerous as others, and I am SO ready for a three day weekend!  OF COURSE  I am grateful for said weekend.  I KNOW some people do not get one.  For heaven’s sake, I used to be one of those people,  get off my back about the gratitude already!  Sheesh!

Where was I?  Ah yes sitting on my deck, trying to make some semblance of a blog post before the wine really kicks in and I fall asleep.   Don’t judge me.

We started our evening at a wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY.  So fun!  I would in fact like to write a whole blog post about it so will say no more now.  After sipping some wine we  went to the End Zone Pub and Grub on North Main Street, where we had some more wine and a little food.

There is not much else to tell about my Friday.  Only that my predictive text thingy does not seem to be offering such responsive suggestions as it has in the past.  I really must get back to ten-fingered typing.  In the meantime, this will have to do for this week’s Lame Friday Post.   I hope you are all having a delightful start to your weekend.

 

Somewhat Lame Run

I had thought to make a Running Commentary post in lieu of my usual Lame Post Friday post.  I tried all day to psych myself up for a run.  As I worked, I pictured myself jogging down the sidewalk.  Of course when you run in your headp it always feels good, not thunky or breathless.  Then as it got closer to quitting time, lounging with a nice beverage on the deck seemed a better way to go.

Steven was even relaxing on the deck when I got home.  How churlish it would be of me not to join him!  Well, I was churlish enough to get myself into running gear and get going. A short run, I told myself, secretly hoping to end up doing a medium or even a long run once I got going.

It a actually did not feel too bad. I did not run Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday,  although I did mow the lawn on Tuesday (I seem to remember mentioning that in a blog post).  I went for a short run yesterday (which I also mentioned in my blog post). Running the second day usually does feel better, which was one reason I was able to talk myself into it.

It was a short run,  although slightly longer than yesterday’s.  I fully intend to run tomorrow,  which I expect will feel good, since I will run in the morning, not in the afternoon heat after working for eight hours.

I guess I didn’t say too much about the run itself, other than that I did it.  I am going to say that that’s OK for a Lame Post Friday.  I hope to see you all on Saturday.  Scattered?  Slacker?  Otherwise?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my blog.

 

Once Again, About to Break a Lame

The Mummers, minus me.

Hello and welcome to Lame Post Friday.   I have to get ready soon for our Mummers performance at the Great American Irish Festival in Frankfort NY.  I am, as usual before a performance, eager and nervous.  It is a combination not good for my stomach, but I just love it.  Drama is my life!

In the meantime,  blog posts must be made, at least my blog posts by me.  Other bloggers of course must follow their own rules.  Lucky for me it is, as I mentioned earlier,  Lame Post Friday.

I think blog posts are better with monsters.

I thought I would throw in a monster or two.  This fight is symbolic of the fight in my stomach between nerves and anticipation.  You can decide which is which.

 

Me and some theatrical friends.

I thought I would also include a picture of me being theatrical.  This is from a murder mystery we did a few years ago.  Of course a murder mystery is a different kind of performance from a Mummer’s play.  I like all kinds of theatrical endeavors.

And another monstrous picture to round things out.

I thought I would end with Peter Lorre and Vincent Price reminding me not to lose my head.  Good advice.  Now I’m off to get my costume together.  Then I’ll break a leg!

 

I’ll Never Go from Lame to Riches

As I headed towards the library, I congratulated myself on having the oomph to get here and make a blog post, so my tally (by my admittedly questionable calculations) stands at three posts behind, not four (no promises about tomorrow).  Then I stopped congratulating myself and remembered I probably would not be able to think of anything worthwhile to publish.  I came to my own rescue by further remembering that it is Lame Post Friday.  All I have to do is hit Publish, maybe first making with a couple random observations and some half-baked philosophy.

One note, and this veers into the half-baked philosophy category:  while I was congratulating myself, I did NOT attempt to pat myself on the back.  That’s a good way to dislocate your arm.  I’ll be honest, I was not really congratulatory; I was feeling mildly pleased with myself.  Since I have been spending a good portion of my time lately feeling stupid and/or useless, mildly pleased is nice.  I rather enjoyed it while it lasted.

I intend to put my feet up later, deserved or not.

I thought I would throw in a picture to pep things up.  I was looking for these sandals to wear to the library, and I could not find them.  Under the heading Reasons Not To Feel Pleased With Myself.  I fortunately had another pair of sandals to wear, since earlier I was wearing a new pair of shoes that made angry red marks on my heels.  And that is my sandal story for the day.

“And what about YOU?” in an accusatory tone of voice.

Here is a random picture from my Media Library.  I find it amusing.  It is my friends Margaret, Kim and me rehearsing for a murder mystery.  I would like to do another murder mystery soon.  We shall see.

Ain’t they pretty?

I wanted to include three pictures, so I close with this shot of our Black-Eyed Susans from last year.  This year we have a lot of greenery but no blooms so far.  With my garden as with my blog, I always hope for improvement.