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No Blog November?

I pause in my gyrations to try for my first blog post in a week (and a day).  I have been in the midst of a deep dark depression (excessive misery) (AAAUUU!).

Now I pause because I don’t know how to spell OH.  Not everybody will get my tele-literary reference above, but there used to be a very silly show on Saturday nights called Hee-Haw!  They featured some very talented musicians, but I was there for the comedy, some of which was musical.  There was one recurring sketch with these old hillbillies lying around singing, “Gloom, despair, and agony on me!”  letting off a wail of despair at the end of each line.

If I was on one of my older devices, I could perhaps have found an appropriate illustration, but I have not figured out all the ins and outs of my Chromebook yet.  I am SO twentieth century!

Coffee always helps.

I am currently sipping coffee out of this mug.  It was Steve’s.

I’m sorry, I forgot where I was going with this blog post.  I guess I was just feeling kind of mortified that I have not posted in over a week and since I was taking a break to sip some coffee, I would try for a few words.  And I see I am over 200.  Score!

OK, my mini challenge to myself is to post every day in November.  Only a 30 day month, how hard can it be?  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

An Apologetic Post

I guess I have some work to do to make it back to being a daily blogger.  Once again, as I have often done with my running, I begin again.  Perhaps that was a bad comparison, because I have not been running in, oh dear, I think it has been months.  Of course I am too lazy to pull up my Running Journal and look.  And by “pull up my Running Journal,” I mean lean off the couch, to the danger of the Chromebook balanced on my legs, and paw through the mess under my coffee table.  It is there somewhere. I need to update it on walks I have taken since (oh dear) June.

Me being lazy.

I threw in a picture to pep things up.  This is my legs’ approximate position, but I am wearing slippers with no socks.  It is early Friday morning, and I last posted Sunday evening.  For that I apologize.  As it happens, perhaps I should have swooned for real and not just metaphorically.  The week has not been terrible, but my state of  mind has been.  I quite frankly do not know what is wrong with me.  I suppose a number of others have wondered that for years (you know who you are).  However, I have made it to work every day and tried to keep a smile on my face and a song in my heart.  Unfortunately, the song was usually The Volga Boatman.

 

Bloom where you are planted!

I add a cheerful picture to counteract the whining.  This is a photo from a previous year, but I believe my Rose of Sharon is currently blooming.  I spared it a glance while doing yard work yesterday (see, I have accomplished a few things), but I was too absorbed in gathering fallen branches and sticks to pay much attention.  We had a storm earlier this week.  Not a tornado, as Rome, NY had.  My parents live in Rome but, thankfully, suffered no damage, by the way.

I see I have babbled on for over 300 words. I hope to get back to posting on a daily basis, and of course I hope you will stay tuned.

 

A Long(ish) Post for a Blogger’s Sick Day

So it has been a couple more Blogger’s Sick Days for me. Today will likely be another one,  because I am on my Tablet, which continues to play funky computer games with me, like not letting me add a title.  Could it be, once again, that bane of my existence, operator error?  Sometimes I am my own worst enemy, which is good news for anybody who wants to do me dirt but is too lazy: I got you covered.

Well, that was a longish paragraph of nonsense.  I wonder if I can throw in a picture to pep things up.

Apparently not.

I usually enter, as readers of my Running Commentary posts know.

My Tablet allowed me to put in a picture, but when I tried to add a caption, the picture disappeared to be replaced by a link!  I do not want my dear readers to have to click on a link to see my pictures.  That is way too much trouble.  Anyways, I am sitting up now at my dining-room-table-top, on my second cup of coffee, and determined to finish this blog post.  Or at least hopeful of that end.

That is not the picture I tried to add last night, but I feel it is symbolic of my Tablet’s efforts to stop me from blogging.  It lets me enter, but not title or illustrate.  However, there are few road signs that read “Do Not Title” or “Do Not Illustrate,” as you probably know or at least suspect.

Aaaahhh! Coffee!

This happens to be the cup I am using.  I really ought to get a clearer picture of it.

Last night we had another rehearsal for Lights, Camera, Murder!  the murder mystery we are presenting for the Herkimer County Historical Society.  I was feeling discouraged as two of my actresses were down will illness (Actor’s Sick Day).  We have limited days when everybody is free to rehearse.  However, I felt better as soon as I walked into Herkimer Elks Lodge.  A members said, “It’s one of the actors!” Of course I told them a few things about the mystery, hoping they will decide to attend.

I was further encouraged by the actors who were able to attend.  They are doing very well with their parts.  Additionally, they complimented me on my script.  One actor, who has worked with me several times before, said that my scripts were always good.  Maybe he was just buttering me up, but I always enjoy a compliment.  Then again, why should I insult his intentions by saying he had an ulterior motive for giving me a compliment? I was about to speculate that he may have been just being nice, but why am I looking so deeply into these thigs?  Just take the compliment, Cindy!

Well, that veers into half-baked philosophy, the prerogative of Lame Post Friday.  With that minor faux pas, I sign off, perhaps just adding one more picture for good measure.

I remember taking this picture in 2020.

I am enjoying the fall colors!

 

Monsters for my Blogiversary!

Happy Blogiversary to me.  At least, WordPress said Happy Anniversary, but I like my word better.  I have been writing this silly blog for a dozen years now.  How the time flies.  What better way to celebrate than with another Monstrous Monday Post?

Isn’t she sweet?

Although I have been blogging since 2011, I only started including pictures in 2016.  I was always slow to catch up with technology.  We got the witch at Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, a great place to go for Halloween stuff.  Witchy, as I like to call her, stays on our front porch all year.  I dress her as an angel at Christmas time.

“What do you mean you’ve been blogging for a dozen years?”

I had to include my favorite guy, Nosferatu, of the eponymous 1922 silent movie.  I always think he looks startled in this shot, as if we have interrupted him.

I love the side-eye.

THERE’S The Brain That Wouldn’t Die !  I was looking for a picture of her for yesterday’s blog post and couldn’t find one.  I’ll be a ding dong daddy, as my grandmother used to say.  I keep thinking I will take the time to make an index of my Media Library but I never do.

Isn’t she pretty?

Back to my own decorations with my skeleton Bonita wearing a mask I think was made for a dog.  I picked it up at a rummage sale somewhere.  I don’t know if you can tell, but Bonita is holding black tulips.  They were made by my friend Jerry for a murder mystery.  He graciously presented them to me afterwards.

I thank any readers who have been reading me since 2011 (if any), I thank anybody just tuning in, and everybody in between!  I hope I have entertained!

 

Where Are Those Monsters Now?

Early Tuesday morning I made my Monstrous Monday Post, but before I did that, I had tried to make a different post.  I had in fact began said attempt on Monday. On giving it up Tuesday morning, I saved the effort, titling it, “To Continue This Blog Post?”  Then, as people may or may not have noticed, I failed to make any post for Tuesday or Wednesday.   I felt bad about it, but there it is.  Now it is Thursday night and there is no blog post in sight.  So here is the post I started to make:

What did I say about making a better blog post?  Whatever it was, it is not likely to happen.  I might as well acknowledge that I am going through a rough patch, in my blog and in my life.  Since the blog is about my life, I suppose it should come as no surprise that both hit a rough patch at the same time.  But don’t mind me; I’m always whining about something.  My problems almost all fall under the heading Operator Error and are mostly First World Problems anyways.

Where was I?  Ah yes, making another Monstrous Monday Post. Can I do it?

As it turns out, I could not.  I typed in the above last night (one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet).  I am now ten-finger typing on the dining-room-table-top, sipping coffee for which I am truly grateful.

Here is the thing about depression:  doing almost anything can make you feel better.  It won’t definitely make you feel better, but there is a very good chance that it will.  However, when one has depression, the first thing one wants to do is NOTHING.  I lie in bed or sit on the couch or do my job at work, thinking, “I can do this, and then I’ll do this, and it will be a good idea to to this…”  But I don’t do it.

I have gone over this before, although I feel it bears repeating, at least to me.  Now that I typed the preceding paragraph, I realize I have proved my caveat:  anything can make you feel better, BUT it might not.  Obviously starting a blog post did not make me feel better, because I could not continue.  Some voices in my head want to argue this:  “You COULD have continued, you CHOSE not to,”  “It was a stupid, boring blog post anyways,” “This one is even worse.”

I’ll stop that right now.

OK, back to Thursday night and I see that this nonsense runs over 400 words.  I feel dreadfully self-indulgent publishing it, but then again, why not?  People can read it or not.  If they read it and think it sucks, they can always feel pleasantly superior.  Thus I rationalize myself.  In any case, I think I will try to come up with a punchy title and bill this as a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.

 

 

The Blog That Wouldn’t Die?

Late posts, I just can’t seem to avoid them.  No discipline. No work ethic.  And very little brain.

My brain, unfortunately, would and apparently did.

This is not the image I just spent an embarrassingly long time searching my Media Library for (and I will end a sentence with a preposition if I want to).  I wanted The Brain from the Planet Arous.  I could so get into watching some cheesy horror movies today.  Then I could do a Sunday Cinema Post.

As for Saturday,  it was a lost cause.  I got my run in, I did a load of laundry (oh crap I just remembered I was going to do another one this morning), I spent a small amount of time chipping away at the vast mess I call home, I got together with my friend Kim for a little while.  I did not make it to the Mohawk American Legion to hear The Posers, as I had mentioned in my Lame Post Friday post (which regular readers may remember that I made on Saturday morning).  I did manage to have a pleasant evening with my husband, Steve.  So perhaps the day was not a total loss.

However, I fear my Saturday blog post is.  No matter.  I can only go on from here.  I will once again try for a better blog post next time.  And as always, thank you for tuning in.

 

In My Defense, I Had Rehearsal

Oh dear. No Pre-Rehearsal Post, no Post-Rehearsal Post, it was indeed a Tired Tuesday yesterday.  Now I have a very few minutes Wednesday morning to make some semblance of a blog post (that really should be a category: Some Semblance of a Blog Post. Thoughts?).  Under the heading waste not, want not, I append what I started to post on Sunday before I roused myself to (slightly) greater effort.

I am lounged on my couch, Tablet on lap, pecking in on letter at a time with the stylus, and trying to rouse myself to make some effort.  I confess to feeling quite disinclined to do any such thing.  Where do other people come up with their ambition?  Oh, I know, motivation follows action; just start doing something and you will find yourself doing more.

I thought, “This is nothing new!  It is whiny and boring!”  Yet I saved it, giving it the title “This sucks” just as something different from “untitled.”  When I started to make this post, I remembered its existence, wondered if it was not perhaps a little less contemptible than I first deemed it, so checked it out.  Yes, it is pretty contemptible, and I suppose so am I.  At least I often feel that way.

However, I see I have babbled myself over 200 words.  And I still have time to look over my lines before work.  We have rehearsal again tonight, you know.  Will I manage a Pre- or Post-Rehearsal Post?  We shall see!  In the meantime, I thank you for tuning in and leave you with a fun rehearsal picture, to pep up this silly post at least a little.

I love this shot! I couldn’t have gotten it on purpose if I had tried.

 

I Got Shakespeare on Cloudy Day! Or Do I?

I want to share a few more pictures from Wednesday night’s rehearsal of Love’s Labour’s Lost with LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company.  Full disclosure: I mostly decided to do this post because I thought of that title while I was on this morning’s walk.  I should also fully disclose that, yes, I am again late, making Thursday’s post early Friday morning.  Come, gentle coffee, enhance my meagre brain with thy magic!

Now what!  I just added that picture and I can’t get the cursor to go beyond the caption!  Every time I put the cursor at the end of the caption and hit Enter, the cursor jumps back to the end of the preceding paragraph.  I guess the coffee is not enhancing my brain very well.

 

He looks tough, but I hear he speaks the mere contrary.

Well, I don’t know how I did that, but here I am below the picture, typing words.  And I forgot what all I was going to say about the other night’s rehearsal.  Incidentally, my original title for this post was “I Got Shakespeare on a Cloudy Day.”  I added “Or Do I?”  when I started to have such troubles with it.  I am certain all my tribulations are a result of Operator Error, as usual, a rather lowering thought.

Another comic pair.

Ooh, here I am below the picture without even trying.  If only I knew what I did when I do something right!  In any case, here I am over 200 words and needing more coffee.  I’m going to bill this as a Non-Sequitur Thursday, hit Publish, and hope for the best.  I hope to see you all later, when I hope to make my Lame Post Friday post on time.

 

Oh, OK, one more picture!

Is An Upgrade In My Future?

So I went to make a blog post Sunday, after missing two days in a row, when I hid a kind of a major snag. It seems I have used up all the storage space for photos. I tried to free up space by deleting from my Media Library but quickly discovered that when I delete from the Library, it also deletes from the post it was used in. Crap!

The upshot is that after over ten years of blogging for free, I must finally upgrade and pay for the privilege. My alternative is to return to a picture-less blog, as I had for years before I figured out how to add pictures. I guess a second alternative is to stop blogging altogether, which some would consider no great loss to the blogosphere (I would say, “You know who you are,” but why would such a detractor have read this far?). I reject those alternatives. I like writing a blog and I like including pictures. So here we are.

I see that there are other advantages to this upgrade, but being as tech unsavvy (untechsavvy?), I probably will not know how to use most of them. Additionally, I am not sure I want them all. Subscriber only content? Do I want to be all that exclusive? How do you get subscribers, anyways? These are questions for the future. I am not hung up on answering all questions immediately.

So I guess this is an interim post, till I accomplish the upgrade and get back to blogging with pictures. Well, maybe one more post of words only. There was a topic I wanted to discuss… but that is a post for later today. Or early tomorrow morning. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

What Excuse Shall I Use This Time?

I guess late blog posts are just going to be a thing with me. And here is another discouraging thing: I seem to be losing my knack for ten-fingered typing. SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!!!

I thought this week was going to be so great, blogwise. I was going to take the various things I did on Scattered Saturday and write full blog posts about each. I have done this in the past with great success. This week, not so much. So do one now, a logical voice in my head tells me (ooh! ooh! a voice in my head that is not putting me down! This is amazing!). Well, now I am on my laptop, and my pictures are all on my Tablet. I cannot overcome such obstacles before coffee.

So here I am, hoping to babble on for a few paragraphs and be sufficiently entertaining to call it a blog post. What, I must ask once again, is my problem? I can write every day. Some weeks I do write every day. I love to write! Sometimes it is easy. Sometimes not so much. Guess which kind of time I am having today.

The best thing to do with a foolish post like this is to keep it short. We’ll call this a check-in with my readers. Yes, I am still calling myself a daily blogger. As always, I will try for a better blog post next time. Also as always, no promises.