Who, me? Write a blog post?
I had the distinct urge to open with a picture of Nosferatu. It is Wrist to Forehead Sunday, and this post is going to be foolish, short on substance, but possibly long on monster movie pictures. I offer no excuse for my perfidy (isn’t that a nice word?) but will drive on with the post.
“You don’t like my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post?”
This is blurrier than the picture of Joan Crawford with an ax that I usually post. However, this one does not have the silly caption about giving Mommy the candy. Sometimes when I watch a movie like Straitjacket, that I love to pop in periodically, I feel a little sad, because I have to wait a certain amount of time before I watch it again. I’m in the mood lately that I only want to watch all my old favorite movies. It is fortunate that I have a lot of old, favorite movies. However, the selection is not infinite.
Now there’s a photo montage!
It is not yet time to watch House on Haunted Hill either. I stole the above from a group I recently joined about William Castle, one of my most admired people. I do not have nearly enough William Castle movies in my collection.
Most probably I will end the day, as I end many Sunday, by watching Snapped. And that is not bad for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Hope to see you all on Middle-aged Musings Monday.
When I snap, it usually means something else. Just saying.
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