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The Blog Post Isn’t Perfect, Either

Hello and welcome to another Monstrous Monday post typed in early Tuesday morning.  I really must start finding new monster pictures for this feature, but for right now, let me go to my Media Library and see what I can find.

Isn’t she sweet?

I went back to 2016, when I first learned how to add pictures to the blog.  Till then I told myself it was all about the words, thus excusing my lack of technological expertise.  I still lack said expertise (hence no new monster pictures when I post from the Chromebook) but I improve by dribs and drabs.  Anyways, this is Witchy, who graces my front porch much of the year.  I brought her in last Christmas instead of dressing her as an angel, which I usually do.  She currently stands in my dining room, awaiting further developments.

It’s scary!

I go from sweet to scary with a shot from the 1922 silent movie, Nosferatu, one of my all time favorites.  I like to tell the story of how my mom and her colleague borrowed it from the library to show my elementary school when I was in 6th grade.  It was a fun Friday night thing the school was doing.  They thought, a silent Dracula, how scary could it be?  They found out.  It was years before I saw the whole movie.  They had to stop it, because the younger kids were crying.  I felt really bad for Mom and her friend.

Me too, but I lack the dramatic hair-do.

Under the heading Nobody’s Perfect, I end with Bride of Frankenstein.  I use this as my Facebook profile picture sometimes.  I think it sums up a lot of us.

 

Lame Snowstorm of the Year?

I had hopes of making my Lame Post Friday post ON Friday, but alas, they came to naught.  It is not so early Saturday morning (for me), and I am on my second cup of coffee as I contemplate a rather bold statement I have been making recently.  I said if it snowed again, I would NOT shovel.  I would wait it out.  I look out the window and see that Mother Nature has called my bluff.  Oh well, I had planned to have a Stay at Home Saturday.  I do not rule out clearing part of my porch and a path to the road, so the mailman can deliver and so I can get a walk in.  That is for the other side of coffee and breakfast.

I don’t think it is this bad.

This is a picture from March 2017.  I had a husband to help me shovel in those days.  These things are so much better when you do them together.

This picture brings up a topic suitable for Lame Post Friday: pictures of snow.  Some people on Facebook snark, “We all know what snow looks like! You don’t have to show pictures every time it snows!”  I say, “Why the hell not?”  I like to share the everyday lives of my friends.  I don’t mind pictures of food; I like pictures of sandaled feet with a beer nearby (although I admit to being jealous of those shots sometimes); I especially like pictures of people’s pets, even if they are not doing anything particularly noteworthy at the time.

Substitute glass of wine for beer.

That reminds me, I need to get a pedicure soon. Perhaps a call to Hot Spot Salon and Spa is in order (just to give a quick shout-out to a local business) I feel certain sandal weather will soon arrive, and I do so enjoy seeing a little color on my toes.

I see I am over 300 words.  Score!  I do not expect any real Mohawk Valley Adventures this weekend, although I still have a few past ones I have not written about yet.  That is for the future.  A Saturday post on Saturday?  Time will tell.  I always say, Time is certainly a blabbermouth.  But as my sister Diane says, “Time is relative.  Not our relative.”

 

Late Post with Lugosi

I think we’re all agreed that a late blog post is better than no blog post at all (oh, I suppose YOU don’t agree) (you know who you are).  Therefore, I sit here Tuesday morning (lounged on my couch, ten-finger typing into my Chromebook, just to give you the picture) and indulging in a Monstrous Monday post.  Full disclosure:  My Monday was not all that monstrous. Until the end of the day, when I got hit with a massive case of “I CAN’T!”  I knew it wasn’t true and proved it by doing just a couple of things.  But making a blog post, alas, was not one of them.

He looks a little malevolent to me.

I was going to caption this, “I bid you velcome,” which he says at some point, but then I thought, that is not a welcoming face.  It is, I add for the sadly uninitiated, the late great Bela Lugosi in the role that made him famous, Count Dracula.

Apes had a bad rep in Hollywood at the time.

Here’s Lugosi later in his career, in The Ape Man.  That was a pretty good one if I recall.  I have it on my DVD Collection of 50 Horror Classics (some of which are more classic than others, as you may imagine).  Perhaps I will watch it again in the near future.

Is that a smile you can trust?

Since this seems to be turning into a Bela Lugosi Post, I add one more picture of the master.  Would you follow that face up a long staircase by the light of just one candle?  Points to ponder.

In the meantime, I have gotten over 250 words, and I believe they weren’t too whiny (except when I shared my bout of “I Can’t,” but you’ll have that, especially in this blog).  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Once Again, I Return to the Blogosphere

Last week was a bad blogging week.  I actually have a couple of pretty good things to write blog posts about but not much brain with which to do so.  However, I wanted to make some semblance of a post so my readers would not feel I had completely deserted them.  My last post was a Monstrous one, I think (if I go back and read it now, I may lose my momentum and never finish this post) (which some would feel was no tragedy, but I can’t worry about them).

Random photo to liven things up.

I found this picture in March 2017 of my Media Library.  It is our sweet pooch Spunky.  Speaking of dearly missed loved ones, Sunday was my late husband Steven’s birthday.  That  could explain the funk I have been in.  Grief is a weird, unpredictable kind of chronic pain.  Of course, I am a kind of a pain myself, so make of that what you will.

Steve in his natural habitat, surrounded by murder suspects.

Here is a picture of Steve doing something he loved: acting.  He is the handsome dude in the suit.  It is the cast of A G.R.A.V.E. Murder, an interactive murder mystery we did to benefit the Herkimer County Historical Society.  It was a really fun show.  I am, of course, grateful for all the wonderful memories I have.

We really were the perfect couple.

One more memory:  Fabulous and Fatal, another murder mystery for the Historical Society.  We were drag queens, or thought we were.

I will try to follow this with posts about my Mohawk Valley Adventures, of which I have had a few recently.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Monday? Tuesday? Anyways, Here Are Some Monsters

Since I feel I am making a late post for the day before when I make a blog post early in the morning, I will feel free to make a Monstrous Monday Post on Tuesday (today).  I am on my Chromebook, enjoying the ten-finger typing but concerned about my difficulties navigating my Media Library and (so far) inability to download pictures from elsewhere on the internet.  I know, first world problems.  Then again, any blogging problems are bound to be of the first world variety.  Let me stop complaining and get on with the post.

This is one of my all time favorite memes.

Now I am a little non-sequitur-ish or is it time-warpy?  I am pretending it is still Monday yet had to share a Tuesday meme.  I loves me some Bela and Boris.  That is Lugosi and Karloff, for the sadly uninitiated (at least, I am sad for you if you do not know them; it may cause you little or no distress).

I don’t know him, but he looks fun.

I have no idea where I got this delightful picture, but I wish my front lawn looked as good.  Maybe I can work on that.

“Just a little off the top. And put some product on it, would you?”

I appreciate a well turned out wolfman, don’t you?  I recently got a haircut at the Hot Spot Salon and Spa in Herkimer, NY, but I did not start out that hairy.  I was shaggy enough that I wanted a cut, though, and I was very happy with the results.  So I have now given a brief shout-out to a local business.  I guess I can multi-task in a blog post.

That puts me over 250 words, so I say Score!  As I am unable to multi-task outside the blog post, I will stop blogging and fix my breakfast and lunch.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Fun Saturday, Late Post

How about a fast Scattered Saturday Post before I go back to enjoying my Saturday.  I feel it is important to enjoy my Saturday and, indeed, to enjoy all my days.  As they say, life is short.  I feel it is longer than they say, yet I agree that we must enjoy now, because more than that is not promised.  Come to think of that, nothing is promised.  Where was I going with this?  Enough with the half-baked philosophy, on with the post.

I did not take any pictures as I enjoyed my day, and I am not sure if I have anything appropriate in my Media Library.  Do I have the dedication to look?  We shall see.

My friend Kim picked me up this afternoon for some thrift-storing and other activities. First we stopped at the Post Office, where I dropped off my weekly postcards that I send to various recipients.

I still don’t know whose car that is.

After the post office, we went to the thrift store at the Methodist Church across the street.  I do not know if I have any pictures of that.  However, I definitely have a picture of Salvatore’s, where we adjourned for lunch after buying just a few really cool things.

Yum!

I guess there was not a whole lot of scatter to my Saturday, yet I had a fun time with my friend Kim.  Back home I watched movies and crocheted, pausing to begin this blog post.  I was unable to finish it, however, and am not trying to do so early Monday morning.  Will I enjoy my Monday, as advised to do in the first paragraph of the post?  An little uncertainty adds interest to my day.

 

 

 

A Bottle of Bones?

I guess I only missed one day posting (just now, not over time), but it feels like two.  I’m in a kind of a time warp, which bodes well for a late Non-Sequitur Thursday Post.  Is it really Friday? I believe it is.  I have not even tried my Chromebook since yesterday morning but am on my Tablet, pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus and making use of the predictive text thingy whenever possible.

I felt that was a long paragraph and wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up (that last phrase courtesy of the predictive text thingy).  I wanted to share pictures of skeletons, because I just read a meme on Facebook about how we all have skeletons in our closets so ought not to talk about other people.  I keep most of my skeletons out of the closet for decorative purposes.

That just made me think about people coming out of the closet, as the saying goes.  Does that mean most skeletons are gay?  Points to ponder.

The above picture, by the way, is Bonita in a summer outfit put together by my late, dearly missed husband, Steven.  Her friend Bonaparte sits on her lap.  Bonaparte is my current Facebook profile picture.

Another summer skeleton, because many of us are longing for weather when we can sit outdoors.  This handsome fellow was at the home of my late, dearly missed friend Phyllis, another woman who scorned to keep her skeletons in the closet.

To make this a true Non-Sequitur Thursday Post, I ought to have a headline with at best an oblique reference to the post itself.  Nothing is coming to me.  However, since I have to change devices to add the headline, I have a little time to think (and here’s an interesting predictive text thingy thing:  it wanted to follow “I have a”  with “bottle of”).

 

I Finished It on the Dining-Room-Table-Top

My computer woes continue, as do my problems of getting my brain to work and overcoming my inherent laziness.  Perhaps I should say indolence.  It sounds nicer and conjures images of lounging with bonbons.  I’m not sure I have ever had an actual bonbon.  They sound good, though.

Be that all as it may, it is early Wednesday morning, and I am lounged on my couch pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet, because I fear my Chromebook will still not turn on, and it seems like too much trouble to check.

Aaaand the Tablet does not want to Add Media.  At least, it let me insert the photo but would not allow me to add a caption.

This was the first picture to catch my eye in my Media Library.  I feel my post is like the largest pumpkin:  toothless.  Let me be honest:  I am making a post for the sake of making a post and will try for something better tomorrow.

I throw in a random picture of me at a dramatic moment.  Don’t you just love the yellow tights?  It is when LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company presented The Tempest.

So, is this an early Non-Sequitur Thursday Post?   Perhaps another picture will make matters clear.

This picture looked less blurry in the Media Library.   However, it illustrates a maxim seen in a Facebook meme:  sometimes you have to know when to call it quits and pour yourself a glass of wine.  At this time of morning, I will substitute tea, but the sentiment is the same.  As always, thank you for tuning in.

 

It Is Not a Headache to Find Mohawk Valley Adventures

Thursday turned into a real Blogger’s Sick Day as I left work with a dreadful migraine.  And then I had to deal with some stuff I did not want to deal with, with a headache or at all.  Oh dear, that sounded mysterious since I do not intend to explain.  Regular readers know I consider explanations tiresome.  Never mind. Suffice it to say (I love that expression, “suffice it to say”), I dealt with stuff, competently or otherwise, continued to deal with stuff Friday afternoon, and it is now Saturday morning when I hope to make my Lame Post Friday Post.

Full disclosure:  I have another headache.  However, it is not a migraine, and I have reasonable hopes it will go away, if not with coffee, perhaps with food and an OTC pain reliever.  Enough about me; on with the post.  Which may also be about me, but you will have that with a personal blog.

I don’t usually whine when I wine.

This is a shot from a wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY.  It was Bully Hill, a New York State wine, obviously something near and dear to my heart.  There is a tasting today of Menage a Trois wines, another favorite.  I thought a picture of local interest and a preview of coming attractions would be a nice change form my beloved monster pictures.

Fun bartender at a fun bar.

Here is Tino, one of my favorite bartenders at the End Zone Pub, also in Herkimer.  I was there last night (not long enough to be the source of this morning’s headache, I don’t think, unless my capacity has gone WAY down in just the last few months) (SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!).  It is easy walking distance from my house, which is nice.  It also tends to get a nice clientele.  I had a great conversation with some folks I just met.  So there is another shout-out to a local business.

They were nice!

Speaking of nice people I just met, this picture was right there when I returned to my Media Library.  This was a couple who sat next to me at the bar on a busy night at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort.  The husband said, “We’ll be your new acquaintances.”  We had a lovely visit.  I gave the wife a piece of my garlic bread with mozzarella.  The husband gave me one of his bucket of beers.  We enjoyed the music of Tom Maneen.

Well, this has turned out to be not such a lame post after all.  I wonder if I ought to bill it as a Scattered Saturday instead.  In any case, over 400 words and three pictures, I call it a post.  Thank you for tuning in.

 

Brains Aren’t Everything

So… I missed making my Tuesday blog post Wednesday morning. I overslept as the introduction to a very weird day. And then I did not make my Wednesday blog post on Wednesday, and it is Thursday morning, and I thought I should post something.  I do not know what I will end up billing it as, but I confess at the outset, that I do not have much in the line of brain power.  If only I could handily find the picture from The Brain from Planet Arous, I could properly illustrate this post.

This group didn’t have their act together either.

I veer into Throwback Thursday territory (Wayback Wednesday?) with a picture from Much Ado About Nothing, presented by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company in, I believe, 2016 (no, I can’t go back and look it up, go ahead and roll your eyes at me) (you know who you are).  I had a lot of fun playing the Watch, or whatever we were called.  We played it really dumb.  I always say, go with your strengths (that was directed at me; I was not casting aspersions on the brainpower of my fellow thespians).

Ah yes, more theatre in the offing.

I add a picture of Salisbury Grange in hopes of inspiring myself to complete the as yet untitled script for the murder mystery we are doing there in April (preview of coming attractions).  What is with me that I have not finished it yet?  Get to work, Cindy!

“I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”

Yes, that is the caption I usually use with this picture.  It is how I feel:  half buried and unable to do anything but wave my arms and wiggle my toes!  I remind myself that how I feel is not necessarily reality.  I may be buried, but excavation is possible.  So is writing that damn script.  Look, I managed over 300 words of a blog post.  I think I will call it a Non-Sequitur Thursday.