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Murder? Music? It’s a Friday Lame Post!

How do I not manage to make a Lame Post Friday post on Friday?  It’s a lame post,  how hard could it be?  Oh well, I was having a nice evening, sipping Barefoot Pinot Noir and watching true crime on cable television.  Yes, I am too lame to stream.  So twentieth century of me!

They are bad-ass and compassionate.

Part of the evening was spent looking at my new favorite thing, Reasonable Doubt on ID on DVR (I am at least technologically adept for that).  Actually, it was my new favorite thing some months ago, but I have not had a new favorite thing in a while.  I need some new favorite things in my life.

Speaking of favorite things,  my husband, Steve, and I may be heading to the Mohawk, NY American Legion tonight to hear The Posers, our favorite local band (preview of coming attractions).  I heard too late last night that another good local band, the Playin’ Again Trio, was at Fratello’ Pizzeria in Frankfort.  Then again, we had such a pleasant evening at home, I do not regret it too much.  We missed hearing another favorite,  Phil Arcuri, on Wednesday, because Steven was not feeling well.  And that is my local music plug for the post.

So I guess this is my Lame Post Friday post, made on Saturday morning,  but who’s counting?  Oh, YOU probably are (you know who you are).  As always, thank you for tuning in.

 

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Better Mood, Better Post?

So here I am at 6:24 on Friday morning (TGIF!) trying to make my Thursday blog post. I was not too depressed to make my post last night. I was too tired and wordless. I did not even write much in the TV Journal. Then I got distracted by a two hour Dateline that I had not seen before. Regular readers are familiar with my love of all things murder and mayhem. Speaking of which:

The delightful Matthew Powers, interacting with our audience. That’s me in the background in gold lame.

The above photo showed up in my Facebook memories, practically begging me to use it in a Throwback Thursday post. It is from Secrets at Suiter House, an interactive murder mystery dinner theatre we presented to benefit Herkimer County Historical Society. I feel it was one of my better scripts, or perhaps I flatter myself.

You may be asking right now, why did I not make a Throwback Thursday post last night when it was, for example, actually Thursday? I say, that is a very good question. Yes, that is my only answer, other than referring you to the first paragraph, when I alluded to being wordless. I am pleased to report that this is no longer the case.

Discerning readers may have noticed that I am in a considerably better mood this morning. Could it be that happy Friday feeling? The short run I took on Thursday (another reason I was so tired)? The fact that I am typing words that are not whiny and embarrassing? Why am I questioning these things? I should just enjoy them.

She’s awesome!

I just now searched the Herkimer County Historical Society’s Facebook page for another photo to download. My laptop was taking forever to show me the pictures! Finally I found one of executive director Sue Perkins, giving one of their cemetery tours. I was only able to go on one of those tours but I loved it. I like the photo, too, because of the gravestones.

I guess this has become a kind of a Non-Sequitur Thursday post, which I feel is appropriate since I am making it Friday morning. And I got to plug Herkimer County Historical Society. I love them. I hope to see you all later, when I make my Lame Post Friday post. Late Happy Thursday!

Fresh as a Nosegay on Lame Post Friday

At work today, I told a couple of co-workers about the Recency Romance I read where the heroine had a glass of wine with dinner and felt “fresh as a nosegay.” I believe I have mentioned that in this space as well.

“So sometimes I say to my husband, ‘Dear, will you bring me a glass of wine so I can feel fresh as a nosegay?’ ” I said. I had to tell one co-worker that a nosegay is a small bouquet.

Me, feeling fresh as a nosegay.

That is not me at home, but you get the idea.

By the way, this is indeed Lame Post Friday, so I am just going to make a few silly remarks, then hit Publish and watch a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie.

He’s our date.

Right now we are watching Snapped, and before that a couple of episodes of Forensic Files. There is nothing like starting your Friday night with a little murder and mayhem!

We are not drinking our wine out of coffee mugs.

Ooh! Ooh! I just realized: the Snapped we are watching concerns a case we saw recently on Forensic Files! I love it when that happens! I am having a very enjoyable Friday night. I hope you are feeling fresh as a nosegay yourself.

Snapped to Svengoolie to Snapped

This has not been a blogworthy Sunday. I spent a good portion of the morning dithering about what best to do. Finally I put in a load of laundry and went for a run (one of my few instances of multi-tasking). I went to the grocery store. I fixed dinner (late lunch, early supper). And I watched TV and crocheted.

Um, the one we’re watching right now is not so new.

Of course, Sunday and Snapped go together. Just ask the folks at Oxygen. I just loves me some murder and mayhem. I alternately crocheted and cooked while we watched. When I was done running out to the kitchen, we put on a DVR’d Svengoolie.

He’s so cool.

We saw Frankenstein Meets the Wolfman starring Lon Chaney Jr. and Bela Lugosi, among others.

I don’t think the original release was a Castle film, was it?

I want to start doing my movie write-ups again. They did not get as much blogger love as other posts (I am a well-known Like junkie), but I so enjoyed writing them. Perhaps I will see what I can come up with for Frankenstein Meets the Wolfman. At least it will be a change from Why I Can’t Make a Blog Post.

I see I am over 200 words. Phew! It is nice to meet the standard. And I am in time to watch this week’s So New episode of Snapped. Happy Sunday, everyone.

Mediocre but Macabre Monday Post

One of my new favorite guys.

I wanted a post with pictures, and I finally figured out how to get photos from Facebook to my blog via my Tablet.  I am so technologically inept.  No matter.  Here is Svengoolie to start off this week’s Monstrous Monday Post.  I only recently discovered Svengoolie,  and I am a big fan.  Also, I am quite envious.  What a great job!  I personally have made inferior career choices.  But let us not talk about me; let us get on with Monstrous Monday.

Regular readers know who my favorite is.

I stole this picture from Horror Movie Hedonists, one of my monster Facebook groups.  I spend a lot of time on Facebook looking at monster pictures.  I find them way more soothing than political posts.

Which is the real monster?

Here is a good movie with monsters of the human variety: Bedlam starring Boris Karloff.  I have this on on a DVD of two Karloff movies sent me by a friend.  I have been in the mood to see it again, but Steven does not share my love of the macabre (he appreciates murder and mayhem, just not to the same extent as me).

So this is my blog post for today. Full disclosure:  I am tired, not for any good reason, but these things happen.  Excuse the mediocre blog post and Happy Monday.

 

Lame Without Parole

I pause in my viewing of Snapped to make this week’s Friday Lame Post.  Incidentally,  this is a really good —

I was about to say a really good episode, which I have not seen before, when I got distracted by another twist in the case at hand.  I just can’t get enough murder and mayhem.  Now it is a commercial, so perhaps I can progress on my blog post.

Of course as soon as I typed that I went blank. What else can I expect on Lame Post Friday?

OK, that episode is over.  Before I get all absorbed in the next one, I have a not so random observation to share.  In fiction, when somebody gets murdered, many people have a motive.  It is much more interesting that way.  When I write a murder mystery, my victim is usually a real slime bucket and few are sorry that he or she is dead.

In real life, however, murder victims are often nice people.  They are kind and loving parents, siblings or spouses.  It’s the murderer that is the real son of a bitch.

I guess this observation falls under the heading No Shit, Sherlock.  Well, what does anybody expect from me on Lame Post Friday?

 

Will My Post-Christmas Letdown Cause Me to Snap?

I continue to work through my post-Christmas letdown with a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I so much prefer the Christmas weeks I have more time off work, but as I often observe, you can’t have everything.

My favorite!

We have been looking at Snapped for most of the day.  It is a great relief to me to get back into murder and mayhem after all those uplifting Christmas movies Steven has been watching.  Oh, OK, I like Christmas movies and specials, too.  Of course my favorite is How the Grinch Stole Christmas,  narrated by Boris Karloff.  That neatly straddles my love of Christmas and my love of classic horror.

One of my all time favorite pictures.

Perhaps we will watch this one again later this evening.  In the meantime,  I feel I must bring this post to at least 200 words.  Perhaps another illustration would help.

A handsome picture, to be sure.

Here is another mash-up of my two favorite holidays.  I hope to make both last all year.

Bonita will help me in my ambition.

One more picture illustrating my obsessions.  You see my skeleton with Christmas gear in the foreground.   In the background is a Santa Claus who is actually only half there!  Do you find that creepy?  If so, you’re welcome.  Happy Post-Christmas Letdown,  and how many days till Halloween?

 

There Is No Balcony Scene In Hamlet

No, I did not write a blog post while on breaks at work today.  Judge me if you are so inclined.  I am sitting on my couch,  looking at 20/20 on OWN in a rather desultory fashion,  and waiting for my toenails to dry.

He looks awfully cheerful for hosting all that murder and mayhem.

I thought I would throw in a picture of John Quinones, just to dress thing up a little.

I paused just then to put another coat of nail polish on my toes.  I am LOUSY at painting my own toenails.   Some things are just better left to the professionals.  Oh, I know YOU probably paint your own toenails beautifully,  or else you have “better things to think about” than pedicures.  We’ll, bully for you!  I say it with all appropriate sarcasm.

Well, that sounded bitter and snarky, didn’t it?  “Better things to think about ” is one of my triggers,

This is a good book. I may read it again soon.

I wanted to throw in another picture so picked one that concerned murder.  Did I mention that this is a Non-Sequitur Thursday post?  I thought the title would clue in regular readers.

I hope this post isn’t too mundane.