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I Did Not Wuss Out Of My Run

I knew it would be a good idea to run today.  I had neither run nor walked for two days.  Accordingly,  I spent part of my day at work telling myself I would run.  I pictured myself putting on running clothes and getting out there.  I planned how I would put in a load of laundry while I ran (pretty much the extent of my ability to multi-task).  I told myself it would make a good blog post.  What I specifically tried NOT to do was tell myself that I needed to run, or that I ought to run, or should run.  Thus I use these little semantic tricks to back into doing what is good for me.

Some readers are now waiting for me to explain how I succeeded in talking myself out of running (you know who you are).  My back hurt, I could run tomorrow, there was no 5K looming to get myself into shape for, etc.  Well, I did not succeed in that but rather went for a run and am now hoping to get some semblance of a blog post out of it.

It was a beautiful fall day, sunny and warm, but not too warm.  I got my laundry in.  I set out.  Where to run?  Which direction to take?  I decided to take German Street to Main and go by my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.  For one reason, I could probably find a picture of that to illustrate my post.

Found one!

Ah, here is the 1834 Jail.  I love that place!  I ran by it and on down to Basloe Library (yes, autocorrect,  it is BASLOE Library, not the Be slow Library; what the hell kind of library is the Be slow Library, for heavens sake?) (and I did mean hell not he’ll!).  The library’s sign was missing (Basloe or Be slow).  I wondered what that was all about.

My body was not best pleased to be running, but I managed to keep it up for 20 minutes.  I saw some fun Halloween decorations along the way and petted a sweet puppy on my cool down walk.  I managed to get my load of laundry into the drier (and the non-drier items hung up elsewhere), but unfortunately that was the extent of my ambition.  The laundry is still in the drier, and this will have to do for my blog post.  I think it is OK for a Wuss-out Wednesday.

 

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Nosferatu CAN Help Me Now!

I said to myself, I will just go ahead and make my Monday blog post. I won’t mention how I missed my Saturday and Sunday posts, and maybe nobody will notice.  And this is why I hate  making plans: my plans always go to hell.  Yes, I know, in this case the problem was Operator Error.  MY WHOLE LIFE IS OPERATOR ERROR!

OK, got that out of my system.  On with a Monstrous Monday Post.

My favorite!

I resort to my Media Library rather than seeking new monster pictures.  I worry about duplication.  Anyways, I have so many monster pictures and I love to re-share them.

Speaking of monsters…

This picture  was right near Nosferatu in my Media Library, and I find it apropos after missing two blog posts.  What is it with me and not writing?  I am much happier when I write. There might be a blog post here about why I do not always do what is patently good for me.  I’ll see if I can write it sometime.

“Did you knock on my door?”

And here is Nosferatu again.  I have not seen that movie in a while.  I do not watch silent movies very often, because it is difficult to follow them while knitting or crocheting.

It seems I have reached 200 words without saying a whole hell of a lot (dear autocorrect: it is almost never he’ll).  Perhaps I should up my daily quota to 250.  Oh, who am I kidding, I never have that much good to say.  But I thank you all for tuning in.

 

304 Lame Words

I have been missing days and days of posting! When I do nothing, I have nothing to post and feel bad about it. When I do something, I still do not post and feel even worse. What the hell, me?

I thought I could at least manage a Lame Post Friday post. For one reason, it is actually Friday. I know in the recent past I have made Lame Post Friday posts early Saturday morning, so I could congratulate myself that I am ahead of the game. If only I had posted more than once since last week. I could beat myself up about that.

But enough with the beating myself up (and why does autocorrect think “hough” is a word? That is what it put when I left the “e” off “enough”). It does not improve my behavior and it does not burn calories. Why does it not at least burn calories? Life can be so unfair!

This is becoming a rather ridiculous post, even for Lame Post Friday. Every time I make a post about not making a post, I worry that it will be worse than making no post at all. But how can that be? Nobody is obligated to read my posts. People can read it or not as they choose. However, nobody can read a post not written. So there’s that.

There is also this: if I want to be a writer, I need to write. Good posts, bad posts (Oh, what the hell, autocorrect? You change “bad” to “and”? Bad is a word!) (And “wod” is not, so why did you let that stand when I left the “r” out of “word”?) etc.

So here is my latest post, judge it however you choose. But I am approaching 300 words. I am going to call it a win.

Who Me? Drink and Type?

Full disclosure: I am making this post after drinking wine. On the other hand, it is Lame Post Friday. Why the hell not?

Candice DeLong is fine, yes.

We have been enjoying episodes of Deadly Women on ID. The first two episodes were live TV, the second three On Demand (we are looking at the third as I type this). We had previously seen at least two episodes but did not remember all the details.

OK, I just spent a LONG time scrolling through my Media Library looking for one of the other Deadly Women illustrations I know are there. It is taking far too long. Is it the fault of my Tablet? My WordPress account! I don’t care!

I would like to continue this nonsense for at least 200 words (Holy crap! My autocorrect allowed me to type in 200 without trying to change it to 00!) but am sceptical of my ability to do so. Oh, the trials and tribulations!

It turns out I am not too concerned with these self-imposed parameters. I have published something, anything. I shall go back to enjoying my Friday night. And by enjoying, I mean going to bed. Or do I mean drinking more wine? A little suspense adds interest to my weekend.

By the way, it is over 200 words (this time autocorrect did try to change it to 00).

Columbo, Can You Help Me Now?

Can I make my Tired Tuesday Post on Tuesday? Probably not, but I shall try.

I loves me some Peter Falk.

We are watching an episode of Columbo which we DVR’d off MeTV. Oh good God, autocorrect changed MeTV to Meth! I’m watching television not smoking crack! Or is meth different from crack? I don’t know about these things.

That is as far as I got on Tuesday. Now it is Wednesday morning, and I am typing frantically (with ten fingers on the laptop) (which is really a tabletop, since it is permanently ensconced on the dining room table; if we move it at all it will cease to function) (just to give you the picture), trying to get to 200 words. Words do come more quickly with ten fingers. Is my brain moving any faster? Probably not. Let’s not ask for miracles.

Looking ahead, I will probably be making my Wuss-out Wednesday post Thursday morning, since we are planning to go to Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, NY, tonight to enjoy music by Phillip Arcuri. Yay! Similarly, Thursday’s post will be made Friday morning, because we are heading to Rome to see family. But that is appropriate for Non-Sequitur Thursday, so I am not deterred. Friday, however, may not be Lame Post Friday, because it will not really be Friday for me. Alas, I work Saturday. I am trying not to let the thought color my week too gloomily.

And now I have rattled on for 200 words. Score! Next time I will try for 200 good words, but, as I said, let us not ask for miracles.

Oh Yeah, and I Watched Svengoolie

Hello, and welcome to another Slacker Saturday Post.  I did some yard work this morning, went to a neighbor’s graduation party this afternoon, and that is it.

He’s fun.

Oh yeah, and I watched a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie.  The featured movie was Curse of the Werewolf, a Hammer horror feature from 1961.  I thought, “Hammer horror!   Oh boy!”  Boy was I disappointed!

Sven’s pre-movie summary told me it was going to take a while to get to the werewolf part.  He was so right!  I fast forwarded it through some of the annoying set-up (which some people might have found entertaining; there’s no accounting for tastes).  In so doing, I may have missed some of the explanatory narration.  Still, I was able to follow things.

I could totally write one of my blow-by-blow movie write-ups, because I was taking copious notes in the TV Journal.  In fact, I would love to do so.  I enjoy writing them and have not done one in a while.  However, then this would not be a Slacker Saturday Post.

Now how dumb is this: I just looked at a previous paragraph and saw that autocorrect made “Sven’s” be “When’s”.  What the hell is that all about (and I mean hell not he’ll for heck’s sake!) (and it was heck’s sake, not Jack’s sake!) (I thought it would allow heck if not hell, but apparently not)?

Anyways, I have gotten myself over 200 words,  so we’ll call this OK for a Slacker Saturday Post.  I now continue to slack.

 

Don’t Walk, Run! At Least Don’t Whine!

My health woes continue, and I am just going to have to keep annoying people about them.  I actually felt a little better today.  True,  I kept saying to myself, “Holy crap, I feel like shit,” sometimes mixing it up a little and saying, “Holy shit, I feel like crap.”  But I did not feel desperately ill all the time.

I hoped I would be able to manage at least a short run.  Yesterday  I did not try to run but after writing some post cards tried to walk with them to the post office.  I got about two houses away when my body said, “Oh please, no.”  I cravenly turned around (no autocorrect,  I do not mean “gravely” when I typed “cravenly”).

I can see I am still not back up to blogging ability.  I just spent two paragraphs whining about being ill (ill, not I’ll, dammit!), and I haven’t even gotten to my run yet.  Maybe I should throw in a picture,  so this post has a shot at some entertainment value.

“Oh woe! Oh anguish!”

This is how I often pose with a headache, but I fear I am nowhere near this skinny.  Maybe if I went on a few more runs.

This was Halloween.

I was looking through the photos on my Tablet for something else for this post when I accidentally hit this one. I like it, though, so it can stay.

OK, today is the second day of a three day week for me.  That means it is Tuesday (the day it actually is), Wednesday (the middle day of the week), AND Thursday (because tomorrow is “Friday”).  That means I can call this a Non-Sequitur Thursday post.  Yes!

 

Someplace to Go on Friday Night

Here sit I, trying to make my blog post before we head to New York Mills (I don’t have to put NY for New York Mills,  do I?  Is there, for example, a New York Mills, Connecticut?) (and why didn’t my autocorrect fix Connecticut?  It fixes everything else!) (is it even spelled right now? I googled it).

Where was I?  Ah yes, waiting till it is time to go to the theatre (pronounced “thee-ah-tah” and said with a gesture).  We are going to see a friend in a school play.  One might argue (if one wished to annoy me) (you know who you are) that it will be an auditorium, not a theatre.  I will disagree, but I am no hand at argument.

That could actually be a good topic for a blog post: how it is THEATRE even if it is not in a building labelled theatre.  Then again, doesn’t that one sentence say it all?

In the meantime,  I want to make my blog post now, because I am sure to forget if I leave it till later.  Luckily, it is Lame Post Friday.  I think this post has been nothing if not lame.  But I bet the play will be fun.  I hope to make a blog post about it tomorrow.