Category Archives: half baked philosophy

I had really meant to do something blogworthy yesterday. If nothing else, I fully intended to run this morning, which is always good for a few paragraphs. Well, anybody who read my lame post yesterday (which I don’t recommend) would know I was prostrated by a sinus headache. I barely made my post at all. I woke up this morning headache free. The relief of it! Anybody who suffers debilitating headaches knows what I mean. Anybody who does not suffer bad headaches and thinks I am being a big baby (always a possibility, I admit), just feel grateful you didn’t have my pain and don’t judge.

Now there’s some half baked philosophy I could have gotten into for Lame Post Friday: don’t judge. Did you ever notice that other people’s complaints often seem less complain-worthy than our own? I believe some people are drama queens or kings (no gender based stereotypes for Mohawk Valley Girl). “She doesn’t just get get a headache, she gets a migraine.” Obviously some people do get migraines, and some people like to make a brain tumor out of a stiff neck. How can I tell which is which? Sometimes I can’t. After my pain yesterday, I feel I will be more sympathetic the next time somebody else wants to whine and cry.

Here’s a random observation: This morning when I opened the front door to look for the newspaper (not there yet, as usual), I paused to admire Steven’s Halloween decorations. He hung orange and purple lights including some lit up ghosts and eyeballs. Specialist Spaz, one of my army BDUs we stuff every year, has a lit-up pumpkin for a head. Steven also put his chair on top of a box so he is taller and more visible to passers by. Um, I mean Spc. Spaz’s chair, not Steven’s, although I think my husband would make a handsome Halloween decoration. I myself put some dead flowers from when we dismantled my container garden into the flower box. It only remains for me to refurbish Broomhead and put him out. I think a dummy named Broomhead needs no explanation. Am I right?

So I guess this is my Saturday post: the half baked philosophy and random observations I usually reserve for Friday. Let’s call Friday a sick day, and we’ll hope for something more scintillating on Sunday.

As I contemplate the weekend and all the events the area has to offer — and there are a lot this weekend — I have to ask myself, why am I sitting here wishing for a Bette Davis movie marathon on TCM? Yes, it’s Lame Post Friday, the day I have designated for myself when I can indulge in random observations and half baked philosophy.

Indulgence is the right word. Self indulgence. That used to be considered a bad thing. Now look around at the advertising and entertainment industry. Self indulgence is in. Many products are touted as ways to indulge your self, or your senses, which is really the same thing. And how about all those reality shows? You know, the ones everyone scorns but almost everyone watches at least one. I think it’s pretty self indulgent to have cameras follow you around broadcasting your every move and thought.

Come to think of it a blog is fairly self indulgent all by itself. Here I sit recording my thoughts and observations for other folks to read. Nobody asked me to. Actually, a blog is kind of like a reality show. Oh my God, I’ve jumped on the bandwagon!

These random observations are not having a good effect on me. Or is this half baked philosophy? In any case, I’m thinking I should not be so self indulgent. I should go indulge somebody else. Like my husband with a cup of coffee or my dog with a good long walk. Wouldn’t that be unselfish of me? After all, it’s not like I would enjoy coffee or a walk. Well, what I mean is…

I think my post has gone from lame to ridiculous. At least it has been short. Next week I will endeavor to find some real Mohawk Valley stuff to blog about and lay off the lame self indulgence.