Blame it on Keith Morrison

A bad post is better than no post at all.

A bad run is better than no run at all.

These are both statements I made during this week.  I thought they might be worthy of some half-baked philosophy suitable for Lame Post Friday, but now I am not so sure.  Now it seems to me they are pretty self-explanatory truths.   Not even truisms, if you see what I mean.

Obviously not everything is better bad than none at all. For example,  husbands (I need hardly say that my husband is a GOOD husband, far better than none at all) (yes, wives too, I do not mean to be sexist. Sheesh!).  Where was I?

Ah yes, Lame Post Friday,  and I do intend to post lame.  Incidentally,  looking again at the second paragraph of today’s post,  I feel obligated to say, today’s run was not bad at all.  Yesterday’s and Wednesday’s were not so great,  but, well, you know, as I said.

I completely forgot where I was going with this.

I am obsessed with Dateline.

I panicked and looked for an illustration to pep things up.  In fact, I want to stop blogging and knit while watching TV.  Isn’t that what Friday nights — indeed, any night — are for?

He is fine, yes.

Keith Morrison is my favorite Dateline host.   His voice is marvelous. And I am missing one of his episodes! We can’t have that.

So this is my Friday Lame Post.  At least I am over 200 words.