Hello and welcome to another late Lame Post Friday post. I even got up up later this Saturday morning than I usually do, having stayed up later on Friday night. I am sitting in silence, other than the sound of my furnace and the irregular tip tip tip of my stylus pecking in one letter at a time. I hope to purchase a new laptop at some point. Then I can ten finger type in more places and postures.
Yesterday was a Blogger’s Sad Day. It would have been my husband Steven’s 68th birthday. Birthdays were a big deal for him. He always made mine special, and I tried to do the same for him. I felt relieved that I did not have to work (took the whole day because I had an appointment). I thought I should do something to mark the occasion.
Lots of screaming in this movie, but nothing like the scream queens of the ’70’s.
Since watching movies together was one of our favorite things, I popped in one of our all time favorites, House on Haunted Hill, the original William Castle version, starring Vincent Price (I have no use for the remake). The first time we saw this, I was in the army. We had taken the long drive to my first duty station, gotten signed into billeting, and had time to relax. It was a Friday, and I didn’t have to sign into my unit till Monday. We saw House on Haunted Hill was going to be on AMC, back when AMC was good and showed all movies. We loved it!
I think her braids are too tight.
Next I went to The Bad Seed, another long time favorite. This goes all the way back to Norwood, NY, where we lived in the ’90’s and spent a considerable amount of time renting videos. I miss those rental places! I know, some people prefer streaming and the fact that they can sit on their butt in sweats and watch whatever. I loved going to the place and walking around, finding things I didn’t know I wanted to find.
So this my stroll down Memory Lame. See how I looped back to Lame Post Friday? Sometimes I think I’m clever, but I daresay I flatter myself.
Mohawk Valley Girl 