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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!

It Is a Black and Grey Scarf

So I guess yesterday was a true Wuss-out Wednesday, since I declined to post at all. What, I wonder, is my problem? I actually wrote quite a bit before work and on breaks, blog and novel. Then I came home, hung out for a bit, went to dinner, came home, and knitted while watching Dateline. I finished another scarf. Anybody need a scarf?

Is this for Corn Hole?

We ate at The Tin Cup Tavern and Grille, just south of Little Falls, NY on Route 5. I am hoping to write about them for Mohawk Valley Living magazine. The deadline is today. Yikes!

Full disclosure: the article is mostly written; I just said Yikes to be dramatic. In fact, this was our third visit to the Tin Cup. I really did not feel like cooking.

My question now is: will I post again later so this is a late Wednesday post, or will I fail to post and call this Non-Sequitur Thursday? A little suspense adds interest to my day.

What I Have Been Doing Other Than Blog

One step forward two steps back, thus goes my macabre dance of being a daily blogger. I threw in the adjective macabre just to be dramatic. Of course I did not mean to miss three days blogging. Of course I do not have time or brain enough to make a decent post now. However I do have a few pictures of what I have been up to. I present a few as a Preview of Coming Attractions.

Never forget.

On Saturday Steven and I attended a 9/11 Memorial Walk in Little Falls, NY.

Good music.

After the walk we enjoyed music by KO Grainger.

Nice place.

Later on we stopped at the Tin Cup Tavern and Grille.

More about these later, I hope!

Truman Capote Applies

Late posts. It has been a thing for a while now. Who knew getting back into daily blogging would be so hard for me (oh, YOU probably knew)(you know who you are)? At any rate, here I sit Friday morning, typing in (pecking one letter at a time with the stylus) (as Turman Capote once said, that’s not writing, that’s typing) what I believe will qualify as a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.

I woke this morning with a raging headache. Seriously, in a lifetime of headaches big and small, this one was in the top ten for sheer pain. However, I knew I could not call in to work or I will not get paid for the Monday holiday, and, you know, money. Coffee, Gatorade, and a few neck stretches helped.

My niece is No. 8

One reason I did not post last night is that I traipsed off to Little Falls, NY, for another field hockey game. It did not rain, but the wind was cold! I’m all, “Bring on fall!” but I wish I had dressed a little more warmly.

Where’s the ball?

Having very little else to say, I throw in another picture.

And I just had a minor crisis trying to italicize my captions. I feel quite traumatized, and my headache is back. On the brighter side, I am over 200 words. Score! I will strive to make my Lame Post Friday post later today, when it is still actually Friday.

Burning Questions on Monstrous Monday

Am I no longer a daily blogger or am I just going through a bad patch? If I return to posting daily will I truly be a daily blogger, considering the number of missed posts? Will I ever return to making a blog post daily? These are the burning questions that plague me on this Monstrous Monday.

I’m not loving the rest of the days either right now.

There is no point in iterating the various points of stress currently monsterizing my life (I’ll be damned: iterating and monsterizing are both words, according to autocorrect. I thought iterating was like a lost positive: you know, you can reiterate something, but nobody ever iterates anything. Monsterizing, I thought I just made up) (but I digress).

Nosferatu stands up to his problems.

I throw in Nosferatu just because he is my favorite. You may have guessed by now (if anybody is still reading) that I got nuthin’. In my defense, I finished and emailed my article to Mohawk Valley Living magazine. In my detriment, I don’t know if it was a very good article. Perhaps I am not the best judge of these things.

Totally me.

I close with a kind of a self portrait. OK, it’s not really me, but it is how I often feel lately. I believe I am not alone.

What I am is over 200 words. I call that a blog post. Can I do it again tomorrow? Can I make a better post? More burning questions to ponder.

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.

A Reason to Swoon?

Have I the mental and physical wherewithal to make a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post? The question is not rhetorical. I think I am getting arthritis in my knuckles. I was having a very painful time trying to write in the TV Journal earlier. Suddenly stylus picking is a more attractive option. What a depressing thought! No more hand writing? No more ten-finger typing? SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!

The beauty part is, now it seems I have a really good reason to swoon, posed dramatically with the back of one wrist against my forehead. I would love to insert a photo here but cannot find one.

Earlier today I went on a long run. It tired me out too much to feel like making a Running Commentary Post. I started to watch movies, hoping for a Sunday Cinema Post. However, I HATED the first movie I chose so much I got discouraged. I should have turned it off twenty minutes into it, as I was strongly tempted to do, but I was curious as to when it would get exciting and how it would end (very late in the picture and badly).

So here I sit without much to say. Best thing to do in these cases is to keep it sort. I hope to see you all again on Monday.

The Name of the Lame

I thought I would attempt a Lame Post Friday post. I am feeling fairly lame today. For most of the day, my legs had that macaroni feeling. My brain, of course, is almost always of questionable usefulness. But one must persevere.

I thought the blog post I wrote this morning was not too bad. Or do I flatter myself? It doesn’t matter if I do. Flattery isn’t the worst thing you can do. Where was I going with this?

On Lame Post Friday I traditionally indulge in random observations and half-baked philosophy. I have actually observed very little today. I drove up through Ilion Gorge to work this morning, but I was listening to music and daydreaming. I paid enough attention to stay on the road, that’s all. I had an interesting drive through quite heavy rain, returning home from visiting my husband Steven at the nursing home.

I mentioned that my husband is currently in a nursing home, didn’t I? It is supposed to be merely a temporary stay. It would be a HIPAA violation to say more (have I the correct acronym?).

Well, this post certainly lives up to its name of Lame (YES, I mean “its” not “it’s”. “Its” is like “his” or “hers”; “it’s” only properly means “it is”). You’ll have that, at least with me in my blog. It matters not. I am over 200 words. I hope you will all tune in tomorrow, when I once again try for a better blog post.

Block, Blank, Blob? It’s Tired Tuesday!

Alas, I am having a Tired Tuesday. Many of my days are tired, but today it is at least alliterative. I take my happiness where I find it.

Wow, this is really bad. I just pecked in the above paragraph (one letter at a time with the stylus, feeling happy that I found my stylus again) (speaking of taking my happiness, etc.), then sat here staring at the otherwise blank screen. Earlier today, I opened my notebook (the paper, spiral-bound kind, of course), picked up my pen, and, yes, stared at the blankness.

I’ve said it before: I don’t usually get Writer’s Block, I get Writer’s Blank. I know, I know, the solution is to just write something, anything. Well, that’s what I’m doing, isn’t it? And I gotta say, I am not pleased with what I am writing. Maybe the blank was better (ooh, a little more alliteration!).

How about Writer’s Blob instead?

When in doubt, throw in a picture of a monster and hope for the best. I do feel rather blobbish when I am not writing. It is one of those vicious cycles: I don’t write because I feel blobbish, and I feel blobbish when I do not write. That being the case, I would expect to feel at least marginally less blobbish now.

But blobbish or not, I am over 200 words. I’ll try for a better blog post tomorrow.

Waste a Little Time With This Post?

So it is another late Lame Post Friday post. I don’t think it matters much, although people are free, as always, to judge me. Anyways, I kept seeing this article on Facebook saying blogging was dead. I can’t even muster a “SAY IT AIN’T SO!” I almost never do the right thing to begin with. It’s kind of a theme of my life. So I can’t get too exercised over some random article telling me I am wasting my time with my little blog.

Full disclosure: I did not click on the article. I almost never click on these things, even when they are shared by a friend for a specific reason (sorry, friends!). Too often they are slide shows, which take forever to click through, or they are filled with ads, or both. Also, I am too lazy to read long articles on the computer. Sometimes I don’t even read long Facebook comments, even when they are on my own posts (again, sorry friends).

However, I thought I might make a few comments on the idea of the article. Lots of people feel free to opine without gathering all the facts. What other facts do I need in this case? That is not rhetorical; if you feel there are other facts I need, please comment and tell me what.

I do not have a lot of comments to make anyways. I just want to say that, despite my late posts, missing posts, and downright foolish posts, I like to write a blog. I intend to continue to do so. As long as I enjoy it and people enjoy reading it (as I make bold to say some people do), I am not wasting my time. Full stop.

Ooh, shouldn’t the post end with “full stop”? I really don’t do the right thing, do I?