Monster Movies, Murder and Mayhem on Monday

I felt very fortunate to have today off, but I must confess I did not make very good use of the day. I got the lawn mowed and made some small progress cleaning up some of the overgrowth on the perimeter. I purchased dirt for my container garden but have not used it yet. Baby steps.

And I watched a couple movies.

Jackie Coogan? No way!

This poster showed up on one of my monster pages on Facebook, and I was like, “Oh, yeah, I’ve seen that!” I had it in one of my cheesy DVD collections (The Best of the Worst), so I popped it in. I had an idea I might do a write-up on it for the blog. Not today, though.

The movie is actually in color.

The Terror was on the same disc as Mesa of Lost Women, so I watched that next. I have written about The Terror more than once. It is a favorite of mine. Love that Roger Corman! Um, he produced and directed. The above picture, of course, shows Jack Nicholson and Boris Karloff.

I started to watch another movie but turned it off to make my blog post. I have some true crime television playing in the background. I just loves me some murder and mayhem. Ooh, just look at all the Ms (or should it be M’s?)! There’s my alliterative headline!

Happy 4th of July!

Is it too late to make my Fourth of July Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post? I don’t care if it is. I didn’t do a whole lot to mark the holiday. Usually I try to get some Samuel Adams beer but neglected to stop by Beer Belly Bob’s (just to slip in a plug for a local business). I drank some iced coffee from my Sam Adams glass instead.

Refreshing and patriotic!

In the afternoon, Kim and I went to visit out dear friends Phyllis and Jim. Our intent was to raise a glass of wine to a recently departed theatre friend. With that and the holiday in mind, I stopped at Ilion Wine and Spirits to get red, white and blue wine.

No, I did not drink all this wine.

We had a very nice time.

We weren’t the only guests.

I hope you all had an enjoyable Independence Day, however you celebrated it, or even if you didn’t celebrate.

A Sick Slacker Saturday?

This going to be a short post about why I am not making a longer one. I went for a long run this morning, thinking I might make a Saturday Running Commentary Post. However, I had plans for later, so a Scattered Saturday Post was also eligible. Then I took a short nap, because the run really took it out of me.

I woke up with one eyeball red and swollen. I did not think too much of it, because I have bad allergies. These things happen. Then I got to thinking: could this be pink eye? That would be bad. Pink eye is contagious.

I googled it, I asked Facebook friends, and I dithered. I thought I should err on the side of caution and neither visit my husband at the nursing home nor get together with friends later. One advantage I had: my insurance cards had just come in the mail, so I could go to Urgent Care if I so decided. At last I decided to stay home alone and await developments. I searched my house and found some benadryl.

As I sat on the couch, crocheting and watching Svengoolie, I periodically peered at the offending eye in a little mirror. Glory Hallelujah, the swelling went down and the red faded! It was allergies after all!

Now I am thinking that I have a hell of an ego. I just spent over 200 words detailing my silly eye problems. Not bad for a blogger’s sick day, actually. Or do I flatter myself?

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?

Short Post, Good Wednesday

I KNOW what hump!

To us Monday through Friday schlubs (YES, I am grateful to be one of them; must we go through this every time? Sheesh!), Wednesday has a particular significance. It’s either, “Yay! We’re halfway through!” or, “Rats! We’re only halfway through!”

Recently I have tried giving Wednesday a different meaning by making it my Local Music at Fratello’s night. I believe I mentioned it in yesterday’s post. Today I saw Phil Arcuri, one of my favorite music makers.

Different day, same smile!

The great thing about watching Phil play is that he is having so much fun up there. The man is pure joy, and it is contagious. The above is a picture I took a few weeks ago. I did not get any pictures tonight but enjoyed some good music and a calzone. I took home some leftover calzone and the happy feeling of having an enjoyable evening.

I do not have a whole lot else to say. I think that is OK. For Fratello’s information, arrow back to yesterday’s post. Or search Fratello’s on Facebook. Or wait till the next time I go there to enjoy food and music. It might be soon!

My New Wednesday Thing?

I am thinking of making Wednesdays at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort a regular thing. Last Wednesday I discovered another talented local musician: Gary Johnson.

He was excellent.

I was sitting at my favorite spot at the bar. I ordered a large antipasto salad, so I would have something for lunch for the next couple of days. A gentleman sat a couple seats down from me and ordered a calzone.

“Rome Calzone!” I said, quoting a local commercial. This guy is auditioning to be a spokesman for Rome Pre-Owned and can’t quite get it right. “Oh, sorry,” I said to the gentleman at the bar, hoping he knew the commercial.

“You’re fine,” he said.

Not many people were there when Gary Johnson started playing.

“That’s OK,” he said. “I’ll take quality over quantity!” I felt flattered.

He kept asking what we wanted to hear. Being unfamiliar with his repertoire, I told him to play his favorite. He responded with one of his favorites: “Tiny Dancer.” I love that song!

My view.

I enjoyed the music very much. When I left, I gave him a little wave and called, “Thank you!” I enjoyed my antipasto as well. Good Music, good food, why wouldn’t I make this my usual Wednesday thing?

Fratello’s Pizzeria is located at 158 E. Main St., Frankfort, NY, phone number 315-894-8484. They are open 11 a.m. to 10 p.m. Monday through Saturday, 1 to 9 p.m. Sunday. They don’t only have music on Wednesdays. You can follow their Facebook page to find out more.

More Wine for the Melting Blob!

Point taken.

My problem is I finished my glass of wine and I am no closer to Tuesday. At least, I guess I am a little closer. After all, I didn’t gulp the wine down all at once. But it’s no use. I’m not going to make a better blog post, as I had hoped to do. I don’t even feel like making a bad blog post. Quick, find another picture to lighten the mood.

I’m about this green, but my teeth are not as white.

This is part of my problem: the heat and humidity continue. I know other parts of the country are worse. There is a reason I do not live in those areas. I am sure there are other people more uncomfortable than I am. They have all my sympathy. But I still feel like crap.

An even more accurate self portrait.

No, THIS is me! The Blob! Shapeless, slimy, and getting bigger all the time! Where is Steve McQueen to put me in my place? Come to think of it…. Spoiler Alert! … at the end of the picture, they dumped the Blob in Antarctica or some such place. It should happen to me!

Well, I still feel hot and uncomfortable, but now I’m laughing at myself. That is not bad for a Monstrous Monday.

I’m a Little Random

So Jon Bonjovi says it doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not, then in the next stanza says “take my hand, we’ll make it I swear.” So which is it? Doesn’t matter, or we’ll make it I swear? How can I take comfort in these late ’80s philosophies if they are not consistent?

me on Facebook in 2011

There I was, all set to make a post about how I did not make a post all weekend, but first I logged onto Facebook and found the above in my On This Day. I thought it might amuse my readers. Or do I flatter myself.

We are having a period of heat and humidity in the Mohawk Valley. I cooled off in my sister’s pool yesterday with other family members but foolishly did not take any pictures. Earlier I bought donuts at the Friendly Bake Shop in Frankfort, NY, and beer at Beer Belly Bob’s in Ilion, so there are a couple mini-plugs of local businesses.

Where was I going with this? Non-Sequitur Monday? Or does this count as Sunday since it is prior to 5 a.m. (for me, anyways; I don’t know what my WordPress Timestamp might say). No matter. I see I am over 200 words. I’ll try for a better post later, but no promises. After all, it is Monstrous Monday.

Not Feeling Friday

I am pretty sure I used that headline before, but it fits so well.

That’s the face!

I stole this image from Dracula’s House of Halloween, one of my favorite Facebook pages. Just look at Herman Munster’s face. That is the face of a person who has to work on Saturday. I tell you what: being gainfully employed is not all it’s cracked up to be.

Yes, I am whining in a most unbecoming fashion. After all, I don’t work EVERY Saturday. And they would let me off the hook if I had something important going on, like the Pride Stride 5K in Little Falls, which I recently ran (perhaps you read my blog post about it).

What I am saying is, my life is not that bad. In fact, having to work tomorrow is the least of my worries. Never mind what the most of my worries is; I would have to take the time to rank them and give you a Top 10 list, and nobody wants that.

Somebody tell that ant: When a lady says no, it means no.

See, some people have dates on Friday night, although Joan Collins does not seem to be enjoying hers. Just kidding. This is a shot from Empire of the Ants, which I need to see again. I was scrolling through my Media Library looking for another picture, and this was the only one that caught my eye.

That last bit of silliness got me over 200 words, so score! I say good enough for Lame Post Friday. I may not be feeling Friday, but I have no problem with lame!