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Fighting Lightheadedness and Autocorrect

I guess posting in the morning is a thing with me these days. Right now I am fighting the lightheadedness that periodically plagues me, but you’ll have that. (You know what else you’ll have: autocorrect putting capital letters where you don’t want them! I hope I manage to go back and fix them all) (And yet autocorrect let stand “fiz” for “fix”) (but I digress).

Where was I? Ah yes, making a Throwback Thursday Post, although since it is actually Friday morning (although my WordPress timestamp may not agree), we could also call it a Non-Sequitur Thursday. Or even Lame Post Friday! But let us not get bogged down in labels.

I contemplate myself.

This is only throwing back to June, when I ran in the Pride Stride 5K in Little Falls, NY. I am no hand at taking selfies.

I’m in the background of this one.

Here is a theatre throwback! It is Matt Powers mingling with the audience in Secrets at Suiter House, a murder mystery we did to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society.

I’m not in this one.

This is a weird shot from December 2020, which of course was a kind of a weird time, for me and for others. I was taking a walk trying to get pictures of Christmas lights when I saw this leftover Halloween ghost. Or was it?

I see I have reached 200 words (in another officious autocorrect action, that almost read “00”). Score! I do not always reach that self-imposed goal these days. I hope you enjoyed my pictures. Thank you for tuning in.

My Brain is a Lame Metaphor

I am not even going to apologize for making my Lame Post Friday post on Saturday morning. I have been missing a day here and there, and I feel bad about that. Apparently not bad enough to go ahead and post every day, but these things happen.

This morning I feel drained. We had a full day yesterday. We plan more shenanigans today. I am just now taking my first sips of coffee. I feel a glimmering of life returning to my body if not my mind.

The fact is, I have once again been having the damnedest time writing. I just squeezed that second paragraph out, wringing it from my brain drip by painful drip (side note: autocorrect made (“brain drip” be “raindrop.” I hate officious editors!). It also took some effort to make that a metaphor instead of a simile. I prefer metaphor.

Speaking of metaphor, here is a longtime saying of mine. When somebody says, “You catch more flies with honey than vinegar,” I say, “You catch the most flies of all with a pile of shit.” After they stop laughing, I say, “And who wants to catch flies?” Also, “Give me a metaphor, I’ll beat it till it screams.”

Well, that’s 200 words. Autocorrect made “200” be “00.” Everybody’s a critic!

Pre-Race Lame Post (with a Dull Title)

Yes, it is another late Lame Post Friday post. So sue me (just to say something different from “judge me”). I am lounged on my couch, pecking into the Tablet with the stylus (which I have managed not to lose too many times this week), listening to the rain.

Normally I would be thinking about going on my run by now (halfway through my second cup of coffee, by the way). It is not merely the rain which deters me this morning. This afternoon I plan to participate in the inaugural Iron Rock Run at Iron Rock Brewing Company in Little Falls, NY.

The event is a benefit for Little Falls Food Pantry. I made an additional donation when I registered, as I am sure many runners did. The race is directed by Rock City Runners, who also sponsor the Little Falls Turkey Trot and my beloved Reindeer Run 5K.

I confess to feeling a little nervous about the run. I feel I have not trained as well as I might have. Then again, one can almost always do more, often at the expense of something else one wants or needs to do. That will count as my half-baked philosophy for the day.

Additionally , I have a tendency on these runs to “leave it all on the track” (in the words of an admired drill sergeant in my past). I run harder and faster than I think I am capable of, especially at the end. I start my final sprint too soon and finish up making terrible noises with my breathing. I kind of make a spectacle of myself. I do not know if more training would prevent this.

Perhaps later I can make a post about the run. Or I may blog about hearing our favorite band The Posers at the Brass Tack in Frankfort. I was also carbing up, by the way.

More Max, Less Post

Fine daily blogger I am these days! I make a short post, then I miss a day! Right now it is Friday morning, and I don’t have a whole lot of time (for one reason, I also neglected to pack my lunch yesterday). I thought I might just share the other pictures I took of Max Scialdone at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort and call it a post.

Note the hockey team pennants.

He opened with “Vaya Con Dios.”

I liked the light show, too.

Steven especially enjoyed “Burning Ring of Fire.” He told me it was written by June Carter Cash.

The view from our seats at the bar.

I sang along with “Sister Golden Hair.”

I do love to eat good food and listen to good music!

Svengoolie, Skeleton, and Another Late Post

I admit it: I did not try very hard to make my Lame Post Friday post on Friday. In my defense, and it is not a very good defense, I was having a fun evening with my husband. We watched Svengoolie (on DVR), we made silly jokes, we watched a Dateline (also on DVR).

He is fun, yes.

Remember that headache I mentioned yesterday morning? It came back with a vengeance, and I had a terrible day at work. However, I survived. When I got home, I felt much better. I sat on the front porch with Steven for a while. Was it the fresh air (Times Square) (I am almost incapable of saying “fresh air” without adding “Times Square”)? The good company? Relaxing after work? Or did the headache just get tired of tormenting me? I neither know nor care.

Now I sit luxuriating in the thought of a three day weekend, and the unofficial start of Halloween season. Oh, who am I kidding? I like to make Halloween last all year long!

Isn’t she pretty?

Regular readers know this is our skeleton Bonita in her summer outfit, accompanied by her friend Bonaparte. I wonder if she would like a Halloween costume or would prefer to go naked? Or is the proper expression “bare bones”? Discuss among yourselves.

At 3:37 (l)a(me).m.

Does that headline make sense? Should I have put “At 3:37 Lame M?” Discuss among yourselves.

Once again, I am late in making my Lame Post Friday post. Sufficiently lame, I trust. In my defense, I have no defense. In a possibly mitigating circumstance, it is 3:37 a.m. according to my laptop, which many consider the middle of the night. I think they are right. It is not my insomnia: I have overtime 5 to 11 a.m. today. Team player, I tell myself. I am a team player. Anyways, the money is nice.

Where was I? Nowhere in particular, I suppose. Here is a new thing: sometimes lately when I say, “Good morning,” I note the expression of the person I am talking to and add, “It is a wish, not an observation.” I thought it was funny.

Last night, Steven and I enjoyed a dinner of appetizers at Jamo’s in Herkimer, NY. We have been a little profligate about dining out lately. It is a combination of still being so happy we are able to and the desire to spend a little time in air conditioning. Oh, the humidity! (You know, like “Oh, the humanity!” Does anybody even remember that? I personally was not a witness, but I’ve heard about it.)

OK, it is pretty obvious I am only typing in words in order to post something, anything. I consider this legitimate, since I am still trying to be a daily blogger. As always, thank you for tuning in.

As a Rule, I Like to Run

New rule for Mohawk Valley Girl: No more 10Ks in August.

I am sitting in my stuffy house (although the fan and open door are helping), typing on the laptop (with all ten fingers, yes!), late once again for my Friday post (Lame Post Friday, but never mind that), and I wrote the preceding sentence and the paragraphs that follow earlier this week, so I shall type them in while sipping coffee (making a few edits as I go, I add in the interests of accuracy). Then I shall return to my pre-race jitters.

One might think that as I have run the Boilermaker 15K in July more than once that hot weather running would hold no terrors for me. My first thought was to say, “That’s different.” I guess it is, since the final month of training for the Boilermaker takes place in June, which is sometimes not as hot. However, in one respect it is similar: almost every time I run the Boilermaker I vow I am not going to do it again. What does that tell you about me? Seriously, what does it tell you? It just confuses me.

My problem is that for the past week we have had one damn sticky heat wave. This puts quite the damper on my last week of preparation runs (see what I did there? Damp, because humidity is wet? Oh well, I thought it was funny). Additionally I am currently working from 5 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. No cool-ish early morning runs for me.

I determinedly put on running clothes and braved the heat and humidity Tuesday. Oh, it was bad. Every step of that run was a chore. I could not remember why I ever liked running in the first place. However, I made it for two miles and even ran up a couple of hills (not big ones). I did not even finish my usual cool-down walk. A voice in my head said, “Nobody said you had to walk for ten minutes.” I felt that was a good point.

I duplicated the effort on Thursday, minus the hills. I admit it was marginally less heinous.

And here I am on Saturday morning, feeling as usual that coffee is heaven, up in time to eat something nutritious and let it digest before the run (probably a whole wheat English muffin with peanut butter). Today we are supposed to get relief from the heat and humidity. Yay! My 10K is in Little Falls, part of their Canal Days festivities. I hope after running 10Ks I have enough oomph leftover to enjoy some of them. It would make a good Scattered Saturday Post (which we all know I may be typing in Sunday morning). As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Another Late, Brief Musical Post

How fast can I do this?

I’m tired of missing posts! So here is the Wuss-out Wednesday Post I should have done at least four hours ago (yes I get up in the middle of the night; overtime, ugh). Only I do not have a lot of time, so I will merely share a couple photos that might have gone into a posts I meant to make.

Phil Arcuri, having a great time as usual.

A week ago yesterday, we were at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, enjoying the musical stylings of Phil Arcuri.

Great service!

We were happy to see our favorite bartender, Toni.

I don’t have time to make a proper post, but for now, this will have to do. As always, thank you for tuning in.

Is This a Post?

Late posts have been a thing for a while. I guess missed posts are now a thing, too. I don’t know yet if this will count as a late Tuesday Post or lame Wednesday post. I don’t suppose it matters much.

It is no secret that I am under stress and not handling it very well. I have no excuses, and it is embarrassing for me. But let us not go on about my petty problems.

I guess all I am doing right now is typing in a few words to let readers (if any) know I still exist in the blogosphere. I close with a preview of coming attractions.

Good Music, good food.

I realized I have yet to write about last Wednesday, when I went to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort. I enjoyed good food and good music by Max Scialdone.

In the meantime, please excuse Mohawk Valley Girl etc., etc. I hope to get back to daily blogging soon.

More Bad Blogging

OK, I am having a bad blogging week, not to mention my work and personal life. Of course I will not talk about my work life, because this is not a work blog. I categorize it as a personal blog, but what I really meant was my personal experiences of businesses, attractions and events in the Mohawk Valley. Not a litany of my trials and tribulations, which I daresay are not as bad as what many people suffer.

Yesterday, I actually got through a paragraph of a post about a Mohawk Valley Adventure (it was the fun time I had at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort listening to Matt Grainger) (to give another preview of coming attractions). And my brain just wouldn’t let me do it.

I know, I KNOW the advice is Write It Anyways. Sometimes that is the way to go. Sometimes you write a few words, you write a few more, and before you know it, you are off and going. Yay! Only sometimes that doesn’t work. Sometimes you drag the words out one and two at a time, you know they are no good, and you are hating every second.

Judge me if you are so inclined, but I can only take so much of the latter situation before I give up. I might have tried again later, but it was late already, I had gone running earlier, and I fell asleep. Other writers neither let these petty excuses stop them nor offer such excuses as a blog post the next day. They are much better writers than I am.

I was about to end this post there, but I prefer to end on a more positive note, or with a monster picture. I see I am over 250 words. That is more than respectable and proves to me that I Can So Write. Next I will work on improving my content. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

He never wrote much either, so I’ve heard.

And here is a monster, justfor good measure.