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I watched old horror movies yesterday in hopes of doing a Saturday Cinema post, whether I did it late Saturday night or early Sunday morning.  Well, both of those ships sailed, as the saying goes (you can defuse a cliche by adding, “as the saying goes,” you know), and here I am typing on my Chromebook late Sunday morning as It: The Terror from Beyond Space plays on the television.  I started watching it last night, remembering that I had watched it sometime ago and written a blog post about it.  In fact, on checking I found I got two posts, one right after the other.

The sad thing is I  made the posts at a time before I learned how to add pictures to the blog, and I have yet to learn how to do it on the Chromebook.  Perhaps I could make a try.

Right technique, wrong movie.

OK, this was the first movie I watched, Christine, based on the novel by Steven King..  I remember when it was in theatres, critics compared it unfavorably to the television show “My Mother the Car.”  I remember watching it once with my late, dearly loved husband Steven, but I must have taken a nap or something, because I only remember the beginning. I must seek out the novel and read it.

I tried my technique on Christine, because that was the movie I really wanted to talk about, being the first one I watched on Saturday.  Unexpectedly meeting with success, I looked for images of the It movie (not to be confused with the It Girl).  Which was when I discovered that I do so have images from that movie in my Media Library.  Only I cannot readily find them. I think WordPress may be hiding some of my images.  Why would it do such a thing?  I can only speculate.  Maybe I should change my title to “The Format That Ate The Horror Movies.”  It doesn’t sound very frightening, does it, although things that eat other things usually do.

And now I feel disinclined to search for images of the second movie, whose name escapes me, and I cannot readily lay hands on my TV Journal.  And I am getting a headache, just to whine a little more (what a big fat baby I am).  On the brighter side, I have a word count approaching 400, which is pretty good on a Wrist to Forehead Sunday (aren’t all my Sundays a little wrist to forehead?).  As always, I thank you for tuning in.