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The Title! I Forgot the Title!

I did not so much miss making my Tired Tuesday post as willfully decide not to make one.  Wasn’t that terrible of me?  I keep telling everybody what a stinker I am, but nobody believes me.  Anyways, it is early Wednesday morning and I find myself unexpectedly with a little extra time.  No doubt I have forgotten to do something important and will be running around, wailing about how stupid I am, trying and failing to get it done.

Me, trying to think of the important thing I forgot.

I am not really trying to think of what I forgot in that picture, but I thought an illustration would go well just then. I think I look contemplative, but I was probably only contemplating why I can’t take a selfie I like.  That was my second or third try.

Right now I am waiting for a work friend to pick me up.  I have no transportation at the moment but my own two feet, and I work ten miles away (according to one of my cars, when it used to be on the road) (long story, not very interesting).  He goes in and leaves earlier than I usually do, but my supervisor said it was OK, much to my relief.  I felt less relieved when I had to get up and hour earlier, but it seems that is working out.

Just listen to me babble on.  I guess I could bill this as a Wuss-out Wednesday, even though it is really a Late Tired Tuesday.  Then again, the day is young, I could wuss out yet!  In any case, enough of this nonsense.  I must track down that mythical thing I left undone to have time to make this post.  Let me just look for one more picture to close with.

This is not how I dress for work.

I feel you can’t go wrong with Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein.  Gene Wilder and Peter Boyle.  Comedy gold.

 

Block? Blank? Or Lack of Brain?

Here is a change from the type-it-in-backspace-it-out disease.  I have the type-it-in-and-save-it-for-possible-use-later disease.  I guess that means I have a healthy ego where my own prose is concerned.  Or perhaps it is just an extension of my general reluctance to throw almost anything away.  But let us stay out of the deep dark recesses of my psyche.

I typed that previous paragraph, neither backspaced it out nor saved it for later, and I have been hit by a huge bout of Writer’s Blank.  That is when the blank screen (or page as the case may be) in front of me is matched by the blank space where my brain used to be.  I suffer from Blank moreso that the controversial Writer’s Block, although I perhaps should just call it Lack of Writer’s Brain.

I need a medium fake poo.

I was looking for a picture of The Brain from the Planet Arous, my usual illustration for when I am feeling brainless, but I think the plastic poo will do, because I do feel pretty crappy when I can’t make a decent blog post.

There’s the brain I need!

Now I can bill this post as a Monstrous Monday.  Once again I crave my readers’ indulgence for another foolish post.  I have a few excuses for my late lack of blogworthiness.  However, as I often say, explanations are tiresome.  Perhaps I could find just one more monster picture in my Media Library, to end on a cheerful note.

Who could be un-cheered by Nosferatu?

Here is my favorite guy, Nosferatu, from the eponymous 1922 silent movie.  And with that, I lapse into silence myself, until the next blog post.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

Did You Ever See a Fat Vampire?

I had a wild thought yesterday that I was going to make another blog post in the evening, but that did not happen.  This morning I have reason to be grateful to my slow dining-room-table-table-top, because while I waited for things to load, my coffee maker had time to brew this morning’s cups.  I was going to put “this morning’s pot” but did not want to confuse things.  It’s legal in New York State (where I am) by the way.

As you may guess, this post is just going to be me babbling on for 200 words or so.  Regular readers (if I still have any) may recall that I reserve the right to make these foolish posts, especially if I am posting every day, which I hope to continue to do.  Additionally, it has been a long time (too lazy to go back and be exact) since I have done a Monstrous Post, and I miss my monsters!  For another reason, the pictures will pep the post up.

See? She’s happy the blog is back.

Here is a nice vampire to brighten our morning, of the Hammer Horror variety.  I’m not sure which film this picture is from, or even if it is a still or a publicity shot.  It appears her pinky ring is a little big for her.  I hope she doesn’t lose it.  I lost a pinky ring once after losing a considerable amount of weight.  I would just imagine the liquid diet of the vampires would have a similar slimming effect.  Think about it, did you ever see a fat vampire?  I just now thought about it.

By the way, there is nothing wrong with weighing whatever you happen to weigh.  I do not believe in fat shaming, and any remarks about fat vampires are not in any way meant to do so.

What’s he looking so annoyed about?

This, of course, is who many believe is the quintessential vampire, Bela Lugosi as Count Dracula.  Lugosi had many other delicious horror roles.  I loves me some Bela.

I always think he looks startled here.

I can’t close without including my favorite, Nosferatu, from the 1922 silent movie of the same name.  He is fine, yes.

I see I am over 350 words.  I say very respectable for a foolish post.  Now I have two in a row. Let’s see if I can keep this good habit up!

 

Same Old Late Tired Tuesday

I am making my Tired Tuesday Post early Wednesday morning, because, not surprisingly, last night I was tired.  It is not unusual this time of year for anyone to feel tired, sluggish, and a little down, let alone a woman my age (middle).

Incidentally, for anybody older than me saying, “Shut up, you are not that old,”  I will point out that it is all relative (not our relative, my sister Diane would point out) (she is witty).  I have been referring to myself as “a woman my age” since my mid-30s.  I was in the army at the time, having joined at the ill-advised age of 32, after a good ten years of a pretty sedentary life (for those of you who were or are magnificently athletic specimens at that age).  So I was hanging out with a lot of young recruits.

At my current job, when I make a witty (or so I flatter myself) reference a co-worker does not understand, she says, “I don’t get old people humor.”  Yes, once again I find myself in a job with people younger than myself.  Some would say I am getting too old for these drastic career changes. SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!!

I hope these foolish posts where I just rattle are not getting old, but I can’t worry about that now.  I only hope I have entertained somebody, and I thank you for tuning in.

 

 

Tired Today, Tired Tomorrow?

I always think I am going to come up with a better blog post tomorrow, but Tired Tuesday often follows Monstrous Monday, doesn’t it?  I am tempted to justify myself with the argument, “Well, it’s not tomorrow, is it?  It’s today!”  You know, like the signs you sometimes see in bars, “Free Beer Tomorrow!”

I could go off on a philosophical riff here, about how we are always waiting for tomorrow, for something better in the soon-but-never-quite-gets-here future.  I rather doubt I could come up with anything profound, and anyways, I like to save the half-baked philosophy for Lame Post Friday.

In the meantime, I would like to come up with a reasonably entertaining blog post today.  I went for a walk this morning, as I usually do.  I wish I could have taken pictures for an illustrated Pedestrian Post, but my phone does not take good pictures in the dark.

It is kind of fascinating, walking in the dark.  Things look mysterious.  I like to go by houses that have lights on.  Otherwise, I feel I am the only soul awake, and I get lonely.  This happened especially when I was at my previous job and took my morning walks around four (or was it around the block?) (teehee).  Now I don’t start work till eight so take my walks around six.

Hmmm… I’ve a feeling my walks are more interesting to me than this blog post will be to my readers.  Oh dear.

The best thing to do with a foolish post is to cut it short.  I am, in fact, over 250 words.  Let’s see if I can do any better on Wednesday (see:  I did not say “tomorrow”).

 

Is This Any Way to Make a Blog Post?

Oh dear, it is the Type It In Backspace It Out Disease.  That is no way to make a blog post!  Hmm, that sounds like it could be a title.  Actually I am feeling right now that there is no way I can make a blog post, which is a little silly, because, well, here we are.  I am thinking this going to be a Wuss-out Wednesday Post.

It is still summer, isn’t it?

I threw in a picture to pep things up.  It is our skeleton, Bonita and her friend Bonaparte in summer mode.  We are beginning to get whiffs of fall these days, but it is definitely August.  We will still feel plenty of heat.

Pretty! Alas, they are no more.

Speaking of August,  here is a shot from August 2020.  I hope to up my gardening game in 2023.  Of course, I will be upping it from zero, so it will not be difficult to make some improvement.

My current mood?

From August 2019, I find some cloudy skies.  I love a cloudy, gloomy day.

It’s scary!

I close with a picture from Horror Hotel, because, hey, why not Mid-Week Monsters?

So this is my blog post.  I share pictures and babble on.  Did I mention I am still tired?  Oh, that was some of the stuff I typed in and backspaced out.

 

In My Defense, I Had Rehearsal

Oh dear. No Pre-Rehearsal Post, no Post-Rehearsal Post, it was indeed a Tired Tuesday yesterday.  Now I have a very few minutes Wednesday morning to make some semblance of a blog post (that really should be a category: Some Semblance of a Blog Post. Thoughts?).  Under the heading waste not, want not, I append what I started to post on Sunday before I roused myself to (slightly) greater effort.

I am lounged on my couch, Tablet on lap, pecking in on letter at a time with the stylus, and trying to rouse myself to make some effort.  I confess to feeling quite disinclined to do any such thing.  Where do other people come up with their ambition?  Oh, I know, motivation follows action; just start doing something and you will find yourself doing more.

I thought, “This is nothing new!  It is whiny and boring!”  Yet I saved it, giving it the title “This sucks” just as something different from “untitled.”  When I started to make this post, I remembered its existence, wondered if it was not perhaps a little less contemptible than I first deemed it, so checked it out.  Yes, it is pretty contemptible, and I suppose so am I.  At least I often feel that way.

However, I see I have babbled myself over 200 words.  And I still have time to look over my lines before work.  We have rehearsal again tonight, you know.  Will I manage a Pre- or Post-Rehearsal Post?  We shall see!  In the meantime, I thank you for tuning in and leave you with a fun rehearsal picture, to pep up this silly post at least a little.

I love this shot! I couldn’t have gotten it on purpose if I had tried.

 

I Feel Beastly

The beauty part about getting up way early is that even when you oversleep, you still have time to do a few things.  The beast part is choosing which things to give up (see what I did there?).  So, no walk this morning, but I hope some semblance of a blog post.  Some would argue that the walk is more essential, but while there is a vague chance I will take a walk after work, if I blog after work (which indeed I hope to do), it will be Friday’s post, not a late Thursday post.

So much for an introduction to a Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.  I am sitting at my laptop (dining-room-table-top, as regular readers may recall), ten-finger typing, sipping greatly appreciated coffee

And that was when I said, “Oh crap, I didn’t plug in my phone,” followed by “Oh crap, where did I put my phone?”  I retraced my steps (how many steps could I have taken; I just got up!).  Luckily my phone, unlike my Tablet, retains its original charging chord so will easily reach 100 percent by the time I go to work.  I only hope I remember to put it in my backpack, which, as anybodywho knows me will readily believe, is not a given.

As you may have guessed by now, I got nuthin’.  What a surprise.  I think I will throw in a picture to pep things up, slap on a catchy title, hit Publish, and drive on.  I hope to see you all later on Lame Post Friday (thank God I made it to Friday!).

I admit I have had catchier titles.

May be an image of one or more people and text that says 'Smile it's...FRIDAY FRIDAY'

Oops, I put a Friday meme on a Thursday post.

Use this later

Alas, I am back to my bad habit of making a late blog post.  In fact, I am skeptical of my ability to make a post now.  We are having a heat wave, and I do not like it!  I went for my walk, which I missed yesterday, and it is quite muggy out.  The birds were not singing.  They weren’t singing Tuesday either, and I do not remember Monday.  Oh dear, I am getting all bogged down in my petty complaints and whining when I set out to plug a local business and musician.  Get your act together, Cindy!

That is what I typed in this morning.  Then I got my act together at least enough to make a post about Phil Arcuri at Fratello’s.  However, mindful of the phrase Waste Not Want Not, I saved the whiny paragraph, labeling it “Use this later.”  I think I will keep that as my heading and bill this as a Non-Sequitur Thursday post.

It is a fairly silly post, too, because the first thing I say is I am posting late, and here I am, fanatically pecking at the Tablet with my stylus hoping to make my Thursday post on Thursday.  But when have I ever worried about making a silly post?

I thought I looked pretty.

I looked in my Media Library for a silly picture and found this.  I believe I was dressed for a murder mystery.  I must play with the curling iron again sometime.

 

Blog Before Bed

I didn’t see any hump.

I do enjoy a four day week after a three day weekend. Those of you who work weekends and holidays, don’t hate on me. Hate on the people who don’t have to go to work at all! Just kidding. It is not good to hate on anything, even lima beans (yuck!) (incidentally, autocorrect changed “lima” to “Liam.” Who could hate on Liam Neeson? Dat’s crazy talk!).

In case you haven’t noticed, this is going to be one of my foolish posts. I just wanted to post tonight instead of tomorrow morning. I also already fixed my lunch. I might try to sleep in till five tomorrow. What a decadent thought!

Getting back to my four day week, I should feel happy that I have made it halfway through with so little problem. However, I am mostly noticing how once again I am getting very little done. This seems to be a recurring theme in my life as well as in this blog (then again, it is a blog about my life, so what do I expect?) (And why does autocorrect officiously change “lima” to “Liam” but let a legitimate typo like “expevt” stand?).

I feel it is good to keep foolish posts short, so I will sign off now. Counting this morning’s post as Tuesday, I am up to three days in a row!