Did anybody notice I did not make a blog post on Sunday? I am going to blame the heat. I feel just as overheated now, yet I will persevere at least to the extent of making a Monstrous Monday Post. And if anybody is inclined to roll their eyes, or shake their finger, or in other ways denigrate my complaints… well, fine, be that way. I hate hot, humid weather.
Where was I? Ah, yes, Monstrous Monday. I can think of a few monster pictures I’d like to share.
I was looking for this, because in my head it was the flames of Hell, not a flood of blood. Then again, some of us are hot blooded (check it and see), so that works.
Here is another bright red-orange picture, to continue the Gates of Hell theme. No, I do not claim that my living room is as hot as one imagines the Gates of Hell to be. Now that I think about it, I would imagine Hell to be hot enough to negate the humidity factor, although I confess to not giving the matter much thought.
Normally on a Monday, I would be watching Dateline; you know: monsters of the human variety. However, I fear schedules have changed. I tried for one On Demand, but it seems we have seen them all. That is where obsessive viewing will get you.
I thought I would end with a picture of my favorite, Nosferatu. The caption is a reference to a light beer commercial from the ’70’s, when light beer was a new thing.
Half the bar: “Tastes great!”
Other half: “Less filling!”
Lone guy: “I still don’t know why they wanted me to be in this commercial!”
I’m sure I have mentioned this before.