We Love Meeples!

For my late (judge me if you are so inclined) Saturday post, I would like to give a brief shout-out to the place LiFTers have been meeting to discuss summer Skakespeare: Meeples Mug House in Little Falls, NY.

LiFT, in case you did not know, is Little Falls Theatre Company.  For five years they brought Shakespeare to the Mohawk Valley but have not done so for the last two.  They have done a few other things along the way: Cheese Plays for the Little Falls Cheese Festival, a re-staging of the wonderful readers theatre play Strike Story by Angela Harris, as well as a couple of murder mysteries.  But now we want the Bard!

However, my current purpose is not to talk about plays but about the awesome board game cafe that is Meeples.  We love the place, and proprietor Matt Powers has been very generous about letting us meet there.

We love Meeples!

I like to get there well before our meeting and have a sandwich.  Yesterday I got a Nacho Turn Yet panini.  Yum!  It came with veggie chips, which were delicious, and I had Utica Roasting coffee as well.

Steven loves coffee.

We like to sit at the bar and chat up Matt.  Then for the meeting we retreated to the back room, where we could gather in a circle.

This is actually from our first brainstorming session, but you can see how comfy we are.

I think next time I am at Meeples,  I am going to get a mug cake, even if it does set me back a bit in pursuing my weight loss goals.  They have different flavors and a variety of toppings to choose from.

I must also get there when I do not have a meeting so I can play a game or two.  I have a few family members I feel sure would like to join me.  I wonder if Meeples has Clue.

 

Fairly Lame, Fairly Dreadful Post

I actually have a few subjects worthy of a real blog post.  I can only hope I write about them in the future,  because today is Lame Post Friday.

I have had a fairly dreadful week.  I say “fairly,”  because I believe it was not that horrible, but my distorted perceptions designated it as such.  I do not feel up to iterating the happenings of the week and discussing their possible designations. Quite frankly, I do not feel up to any sort of a blog post.

I got home from work and immediately sat down to relax myself.  Perhaps I drank a glass or two of wine.   If so, who could judge me?  Oh, I suppose you possibly could (you know who you are).  I continued to have an enjoyable Friday evening.  Again, who could judge me?

I have a busy weekend to look forward to.  The biggest event is tne third iteration on Brainstorming the Bard at Meeples Mug House in Little Falls, tomorrow at three. I wonder how well that will go.  Full disclosure: I have not done nearly enough thinking about this subject.

Can only hope that others have. If not, no doubt we will carry on.

In the meantime, have I the wherewithal to finish this post?  I fear not.  I can only hope to rescue the post with an excellent headline.  Will I succeed?  The uncertainty adds interest to my Friday.

And yet I feel I have not succeeded.  Alas.

 

 

Summer Shakespeare? Bring Your Brain!

OK, I have just now been trying to open with the logo for LiFT’s Summer Shakepeare in Little Falls, and WordPress apparently wants me to write something first.  Will it now let me continue the post after sharing the logo?  Ah, the computer tribulations I suffer!

 

Then I typed in a whole paragraph which I mysteriously deleted.  It wasn’t any great shakes as prose anyways.  The point is that our next session of Brainstorming the Bard is this Saturday, Feb. 22 at 3 p.m. at Meeples Mug House in Little Falls, NY.  We intend to discuss actual scenes we want to present, so participants are asked to bring in scenes, either photocopied or a book with a bookmark.  I guess some people have these things on their devices, too, but I am not adept at such things.

At our last session we talked about doing perhaps three or four scenes, coming to a total of 45 minutes performance.  We thought comedy would be more accessible to the audience, although personally I can think of a couple of scenes from tragedies that might be doable.  What I would really like is for a few people to step forward and say, “I would like to direct this scene.”  But perhaps I ask too much.

In any case, I hope some local theatre people join us this Saturday.  Bring a scene or just bring your brain!

Theatre is my life!

Um, this is not a scene from Shakespeare, but I thought another picture would pep things up.  I think it is relevant, because in Shakespeare’s time, young boys played the girl parts.  Now we often have women playing men’s parts.  Gender blind casting!

 

I Would Never Whine About a Sausage Roll!

Steven suggested that instead of whining about how tired I am (he was too nice to use the word “whining,” but I really do whine), I write a little more about Napoli’s Italian Bakery and Deli, where we went on Sunday.

Regular readers may recall I used this picture on Sunday’s post.

I wanted something to write about for Mohawk Valley Living magazine, and I knew there was a bakery on Culver Avenue in Utica, so off we went. It was quite easy to find.

All kinds of good eats!

We did not order anything from the deli case but got a sausage and pepper roll, which was on the counter.  Yum!  For more immediate consumption,  we chose a couple of treats from another case.

Steven got an eclair while I chose a chocolate cannoli.

We ate our sweet treats right away.  Then I walked around taking a few pictures.  I wrote and submitted an article about Napoli’s to MVL.  I hope they print it!

Family owned and operated!

In any case,  I’m sure Steven and I will return to Napoli’s, and I will write more blog posts about them.

Napoli’s Italian Bakery and Deli is located at 412 Culver Ave., Utica,  NY, phone number 315-735-5023.  They are open 6 a.m. to 4 p.m. Thursday and Friday, 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. Saturday,  and 6 a.m. to 1 p.m. Sunday.

 

Dull Post, But I’m Going to be Bald!

So I thought I had enough time to make Tuesday’s post on Wednesday morning before leaving for work, especially since I can get on the laptop and type with all ten fingers.  Well, it turns out not so much.  For one reason, I have a metal splinter in my right index finger (occupational hazard) and it hurts to type all those letters.  Perhaps the stylus would be better, but who has time for these things?  Not me.

Anyways, never mind why I did not publish this yesterday.  Explanations are so tiresome, and my complaints are usually even more so.  Instead, I will use this brief post to remind my gentle readers (and the tough ones too) that I am getting my head shaved to raise money for cancer on March 14.  Here is the link for donations:

https://www.stbaldricks.org/participants/mypage/1043508/2020

I got one online donation so far, and some bucks from generous co-workers.  I hope to thus justify my bald pate.

Oh, crap, I have to get ready to go to work.  I knew I should have gotten up at four.

 

Muddled Monsters? Or Just a Muddled Post?

This is not how I looked on my wedding day.

I thought I would start right out with a monster picture.  I am very tired, and annoyed with myself for being so tired.  How am I ever going to get anything done?  What the hell, me?  And how does any of this relate to the picture I just shared?  Could I be having a Non-Sequitur Monday?  Let’s call it a Muddled Monday.  At least it’s alliterative.

I did get something done today.  I finished writing and emailed two articles with pictures to Mohawk Valley Living magazine.  I hope they publish them.  However, if they do not, it still did me good to write them.  No writing is wasted, because you learn something from writing it.  Also, I can always use it as a blog post.

“This is a good boy!”

Here is a Frankenstein’s Monster who had better luck with his bride than Boris Karloff had with Elsa Lanchester.  Oh dear, ought I to have included a spoiler alert?  Too late.

I can always use a little cuteness on a Monday.

I thought I would muddle things up a little more, veering into a cute little vampire.  I have absolutely no problem with cute monsters.

I guess this was not a particularly cute blog post, but it is over 200 words.  Did it do me good to write it?  I daresay it did.  I hope it was at least mildly entertaining to read.

 

I Take a Break on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

I am having yet another Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  If only I had a chaise lounge, I would swoon on it in a most dramatic fashion.  Alas, I could not stay there for a week or more, which is what I feel I need to do.

I went running this morning.  It was not a bad run, and I petted a few dogs along the way.  I thought of doing a Sunday Running Commentary post,  but my ennui overcame me long before I could put stylus to Tablet or fingers to keyboard.

Steven and I went on a minor Mohawk Valley Adventure,  to Napoli’s Italian Bakery and Deli in Uitca.  I must write a blog post about that, perhaps even an article for Mohawk Valley Living magazine (the deadline is tomorrow. Yikes!).

Good food there!

Returning home, we watched an episode of Svengoolie featuring Revenge of the Creature.  It was nowhere near as good as Creature of the Black Lagoon.  No Julie Adams, and a nice dog came to a bad end.  We hate that!

What, I ask you, is the good of the Creature of the Black Lagoon without Julie Adams?

We looked at an episode or two of Snapped while we had something to eat, and are now watching Sudden Fear with Joan Crawford, Jack Palance and Gloria Grahame.

Quite the side eye Jack is giving Gloria!

I am revisiting the question I asked on Lame Post Friday.  Do I cut myself too many breaks?  I still do not know.  However, I am over 250 words.  I call that OK.  Happy Sunday, everyone!

 

Not Much Run, Good Lunch, a Couple Drinks

I wanted to do a Saturday Running Commentary post, but the fates conspired against me.  I ran, but not for very long.  In my defense, it was single digit temperatures.  I guess I am really only good to 10 degrees or better.

Later in the day, my husband, Steven, and I drove to Little Falls and had lunch at the Cafe at Stone Mill, at the site which previously held Ole Sam’s Creamery.  It was a delicious lunch.

I must write more about this place later.

Returning to Herkimer, we stopped for a drink at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer.  I texted our friend Kim to meet us there.

Kim and Steve looking happy.

Of course I got Kim to pause for a picture.

And here is our delightful bartender, Barbie.

I asked our bartender for a picture, too.  She was a doll!

One of the best things about Waterfront is the view.

We admired the water, and look forward to cruises on the canal this spring and summer.

I guess there isn’t a whole lot more to say about our Saturday.  Was it enough to qualify for a Scattered Saturday post?  I don’t know.  I am not the arbiter of these things.  But I hope it has been reasonably entertaining as a blog post.

 

Is It Really Lame Post Friday?

It is that awkward moment on a Friday when I do not even feel capable of a Lame Post Friday post.  On the one hand, I do not care.  We are having a FUN evening, drinking wine and watching television.  On the other hand, I feel guilty, because I am a supposedly daily blogger.  I have committed myself to publishing something at least mildly entertaining every day.  Can I do so today?  We shall see.

Earlier this week I posed a philosophical question I find appropriate to today’s post:  Do I cut myself too many breaks?  I am going to go out on a limb and say NO.  Not most of the time.

Obviously,  one could argue this.  One could argue that I deserve no breaks at all.  After all, if I was given no breaks, I would be obligated to make a decent post each and every day.  It is quite possible that I am indeed capable of such behavior.  By cutting myself said breaks, I am willfully keeping myself from living up to my full potential as a blogger.

There are a number of arguments against this stance.  The main one that attracts my present attention is:  Is living up to my potential as a daily blogger really such a worthy goal?

Of course there are a number of other arguments to consider.  For example,  how many breaks do I deserve?  If I did not cut myself any breaks, would I in fact live up to my full potential as a daily blogger?   Am I in fact capable of never cutting myself a break? What in fact is my full potential as a daily blogger?

OK, it is fairly clear that I can continue to ask any number of questions.  I have read the advice that it is OK to ask questions in writing,  but one should immediately go on to answer them.  Do I always follow advice?  We know I do not.  Was it even good advice?  That is a question deserving of its own Friday Lame Post.

 

Pre-Valentine Shenanigins

I guess we didn’t really have any shenanigans,  at least none worthy of the word, but we did have a pleasant evening.

I did not get Steven a Valentine’s Day present.  YET.  I still have time. But Steven set the standard and got me one.

Please excuse the busy background.

The wine box was from our Christmas present from my sister, Diane. The dinosaur is one we have had for a while.  I put him in the bag I bring to work yesterday, just for the amusement of the security guard that has to look in it.  This morning I left the house before Steven got out of bed, so I put the dinosaur by the coffee maker, to greet him.  So Steven thought it would look nice near my present.

A great name for rum!  The dinosaur likes it too!

I have been noticing this bottle in Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer for a while now.  I told Steven we needed it.  It will probably last us a long time, because we are more into wine than liquor, but what an appropriate bottle for Steve and Cindy Q.

After admiring the rum (but not sampling it yet), we went to Salvatore’s in Herkimer for dinner.  Steven won a large cheese pizza on a Facebook contest, so we got that.  We also got a shrimp appetizer from their special Valentine’s Day menu.  After looking at the entrees on that menu, I am seriously considering going back to Salvatore’s tomorrow.

My WordPress timestamp probably says it is Valentine’s Day already.  That is OK with me.  Dinosaur, present, dinner… I am feeling quite romantic already!