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An Unhealthy Use of Notebooks?

So I’ve been writing since I got home from work.  Actually, first I stomped around the house looking for the notebook I thought my article was in.  When I finally found it, I could not find the article.  You see, when I write in a notebook, I don’t always start on the first page and continue through in an orderly fashion.  I use different sections for different projects.  Then I run out of sections and put different projects in the same sections as the first projects.  Additionally, sometimes I use a notebook for a while, then put it down for a while, then go back to it.  Being of a reduce/reuse/recycle mind, I sometimes go through and write on the backs of pages, which gets thing all mixed up.

As I say, it is not easy being me, but it can be entertaining.

I ended up going through three notebooks, two of which I had to search for, one page at a time and did not find the article I had started writing.  At last, I remembered a fourth notebook.   I knew right where that one was.  It may amuse you to hear that I had left that notebook opened to the unfinished article.  What is it with me?

So I think one article is done, but my second article needs work.  In the meantime, after all the stomping, searching, and flipping, THEN trying to write, I am, once again TIRED!  I think I need to start living a healthier lifestyle.  Less fattening food, more exercise.  Vegetables.  Maybe some meditation.  What other healthy things are we supposed to do?  Oh yes, less screen time.  And here I am on my computer!  Luckily, I am over 250 words.  I call that respectable for a blog post.  Or should I call it healthy?

 

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Joan Crawford Can’t Help Me Now

This is going to be Yet Another Post About Not Being Able to Make a Decent Blog Post.  It is not going to be about Why I Can’t Write a Post, though.  If I told you why, I might as well write the post I started to write but stopped writing, because, well, never mind.

I’m a stinky blogger.

I thought I would throw in a picture to distract from the lack of substance in this post.  Oh, I am tired.  That makes this a Tired Tuesday post, of course.  The post I started to write was a Tired Tuesday post, too.  I guess I am never too tired to complain about how tired I am.  Then again, most of us can find just enough oomph to complain under almost any circumstances (don’t deny it, it is an almost universal human trait).  There’s a topic for a future blog post:  how much people like to complain; possible subtopic: people who complain about other people complaining.

Who says you can’t get a head?

I decided to break out of that word bog with another picture.  Since I am so tired, I looked for one of somebody in bed.  I found Joan Crawford, trying unsuccessfully to get a good night’s sleep in Strait-Jacket (1964). Most of us feel a whole lot more sane on after a full night’s sleep.  Maybe not completely sane, but more sane.  I allude to nobody in particular, you understand.

I guess she feels strongly about it.

And this is what happens to some of us when we don’t get a good night’s sleep.  Or when we find our husband getting a good night’s sleep with somebody else. Here, of course, I refer to Joan Crawford’s character in the movie.  I’ve never taken an ax to anybody, nor, indeed, had reason to.

This is a singularly foolish post, and I am no slouch at making foolish posts.  I shall stop before I get any sillier.

 

Pre-Reindeer Lame

Oh, is this ever Lame Post Friday!  I got nuthin’ in spades!  I’ve been hurrying around trying to get ready for the Reindeer Run 5K tomorrow.  I have to worry about my running outfit AND my outfit for after the race, when we are enjoying Christmas in Little Falls.  I should have made a list. Do other people suffer this anguish for a simple 5K?  It doesn’t matter if they do or not.  I do, and, as the saying goes, I gotta be me.

Right now, me is somebody who is not capable of making a decent blog post.  This is terrible!  This is the worst it’s ever been!  What shall I do?  Quick, post a picture and say something about that.

A jolly and silly elf.

This is me dressed for last year’s Reindeer Run.  I plan on wearing the same shirt, leggings, and shoes, but different accessories.  I hope to post a picture tomorrow.

Looking very happy pre-race.

And this is me, another runner, and the fabulous Moose on the Loose.  The Moose ran with me for the last bit of the race, when I began to whine that I started my sprint too soon and I wasn’t going to make it.  She assured me I would too make it, and I did.

I expect I will make it this year too.  I probably won’t be very fast, and I don’t promise not to whine. Ooh, there was a Freudian typo:  I first put “wine” instead of “whine.”  In fact, I have not had any wine all week, in preparation for the race.  I promised myself a nice glass of dry red later.  Aaaahhhh.  Suddenly I am feeling better about the whole thing.  Happy Friday, everyone.

 

Warming Up for the Reindeer Run

Could I be getting old?  SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!!  In fact, I can now rub two nickels together (meaning I am 55, if that was too obscure), but that is hardly the point.  The point is, it seems that when I go running after work with the intention of making a Running Commentary post, I become too tired to actually write said post.  Then again, yesterday I was too tired to make a decent post without benefit of running.  Now I am getting bogged down when my intention was merely to write an introductory paragraph.  I did mention I am tired, did I not?

My plan is to run the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls, NY, this Saturday (Dec. 8).  I have been working up to running a greater distance than 5K’s, with some measure of success.  Sunday I ran for 50 minutes, and the longest I’ve taken to run a 5K has been, I think, 38 and change.  Mind you, I believe I can pretty much run a 5K at any time, regardless of what I have been doing, through sheer stubbornness, with which I am well supplied.  It’s a question of how slow I go, how stupid I look, and how terrible I feel afterwards.  OK, I will probably go slow and look stupid in any case, but one can only do so much with what nature has provided.  The point is, I want to enjoy Christmas in Little Falls after the run.  I think I will be good to do that on Saturday.

Sunday, when I ran so long, was an unseasonably warm day.  This Saturday is supposed to be cold: mid-20’s, I believe.  Today was about that, so I thought it would be a good idea to run.  For another reason, I wanted to do some laundry and it is just so handy to throw a load in before I start the run.  During even a 20-minute run, after my cool-down walk, the wash is usually done.  This is pretty much the extent of my ability to multi-task.

I had on leggings and a winter running top.  I added a hat and my reflective vest.  I wanted the reflective vest mostly because it is another layer and has  a handy pocket for a couple of tissues.  However, I knew it would also be a good idea if I decided to run in the road at all.  As it turned out I mostly stayed on the sidewalks, but it is best to be prepared.

Ooh, it felt cold.  I wondered if I should have added a sweatshirt to the ensemble.  No matter.  I would no doubt warm up as I went.  I did, to a point.  The other advantage of my age is that I can pretty much count on getting a hot flash sooner or later.  Usually the hot flash makes me too hot, but at least it is a change in my discomfort.  Additionally, I can laugh at myself for always having something to complain about.

I ran for 25 minutes, which I considered OK.  I felt the important thing was to run at all.  Of course, the other important thing (to me, anyways) is to make a good blog post.  I’m afraid I have not said a whole lot about this run.  I like making the kind of Running Commentary post where I give almost a blow by blow of where I ran and what I saw.  Unfortunately, today’s run was quite uneventful.  Or perhaps I was too cold to notice anything.

As a matter of fact, I still have not warmed up, after a hot shower and a warm dinner.  No matter.  I ran.  I blogged.  I made it through Tuesday.  On with the rest of the week!

 

A Brainless Blog Post on Monstrous Monday

Oh crap, it’s type it in, backspace it out syndrome!  Must… keep… words… on… screen… (you know, like a beleaguered superhero in a comic book) (which I have not read in years; do they still do that?  Crap!  Dating myself!)

OK, so in one paragraph I have established that I am not having a good writing day, and I am feeling old and out of touch.  Is this a good time for a Monstrous Monday or what?

Is it a fight to the death? Or just a pissy hair-pulling match?

We recently watched The Ape Man (1943) but I don’t remember much about it.  It is on our DVD collection of 50 Horror Classics, so I can always watch it again.  Boris Karloff is in it too.

It looks a little cramped, but perhaps he is comfortable.

I don’t remember what mummy movie this shot is from, but he appears to be sleeping peacefully.  I will be sleeping peacefully soon, I hope.  I am TIRED, which could explain the semi-coherent state of today’s post.

He looks like he can’t believe his eyes. I can’t believe his eyes either.

I was going to use the picture of the head from The Brain That Wouldn’t Die  (1962) giving the side eye to her boyfriend, but I wanted a real monster, so I found this fellow from the movie.  Sometime I may write a blog post about just which is the most monstrous: the monster, the head, or the boyfriend.

I should have a brain this big.

I close with the picture I always find appropriate at times like this: The Brain from Planet Arous (1957).  Right now my movie is The Lack of Brain on Planet Cindy.  No matter.  It is Monday, and I have posted.

 

Even Foolish Blog Posts Count

I still have the tiara. I may wear it next Thursday.

I thought I would start with a Throw-back Thursday picture then segue into the non-sequitur portion on Non-Sequitur Thursday.  I feel this is a double throw-back, since I am impersonating a speakeasy habitue from the 1920’s, Ruby Van Renssalaer by name.  No, I was not around in the 1920’s, do some math for heavens’ sake! (You know who you are.)  Ruby Van Rensssalaer was a character in Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, which LiFT presented at The Overlook Mansion in Little Falls, NY.  Some of the characters also appeared at the Ritz and Ragtime fundraiser for the Landmarks Society of Greater Utica, which is when this picture was taken.

As you may have guessed, once again I got nuthin’.  I have tried to do more writing, specifically by writing a couple of letters.  Regular readers may recall my rule of Any Writing Counts.  It would be a good idea if I actually finished said letters and got them in the mail.  Then some people might be happy to get a letter.  I received a letter the other day and I can attest, it’s awesome.

This guy is a walking non-sequitur.

I shake things up by throwing in another picture.  This is my friend, Tucker, in LiFT’s recent murder mystery, Donation to Murder.  I do love my murder mysteries.

I find this picture rather profound.

This is an even more recent photo, from Shattered Angel by Stephen Wagner, presented by the Herkimer County Historical Society at Ilion Little Theatre.  Lots of us love a good historical murder!

Who could blame me for using the ax on him?

Shattered Angel makes me think of Roxy by Jack Sherman, which the Historical Society did in 2015, with yours truly in the title role.

My throwback non-sequitur posts often end up being a stroll down theatrical memory lane.  I do love my community theatre.  And I will work on writing better blog posts.  Happy Thursday, everyone!

 

Still Not Writing on Witless Wednesday

I should have zoomed in.

I had it in my head to use this picture for a Wordless Wednesday post.  It is a building that caught my eye across the street from Highwheeler Coffee, where Steven and I stopped for a snack on our Scattered Saturday.  Now I wish I had gone a little closer.  No matter. I can always take another picture on another visit to Highwheeler.

In the meantime, I need to make my blog post.  I guess Wordless Wednesday is a non-starter for me, because, well, I like words.  I like to talk, I like to write, and I don’t let the fact that I don’t have anything to say deter me.  So perhaps this is more of a Witless Wednesday.  I definitely qualify for that (you didn’t have to tell me, as I feel sure some of you were gearing up to do) (you know who you are).

I went running earlier, so I could do a Running Commentary post, but I’m really not feeling it.  I’ll be honest: I wasn’t feeling like running.  I felt like sitting and doing nothing, and saying, “Oh, to hell with it,” regarding the Reindeer Run 5K.  I went running anyways, because (1) it may help me reach my weight-loss goals and (2)  I will probably change my mind about the Reindeer Run.

I guess this is kind of a Wuss-out Wednesday, because this is not much of a blog post.  I must confess, I like the word “witless” better.  I think it is time for a new feature Mohawk Valley Girl:  Witless Wednesday.  Thank you for participating.