I have about 12 minutes to make a blog post before the next episode of Dateline: Secrets Uncovered on Oxygen. I want to sit on my couch and knit! But I do not want to make this post tomorrow morning. I want to make it now. So here I am. I originally wanted to have a blog to get myself to write every day. Alas, as Truman Capote once said, “That’s not writing, that’s typing.” I have applied that quote to this blog before.
I just got back from the last rehearsal for Murder by the Book, the murder mystery we are doing tomorrow at Morning Star Methodist Church in Ilion, NY (see Wednesday’s post for more information). Last night I had rehearsal for Morning’s at Seven, the full-length play I am in at Ilion Little Theatre. I have had rehearsal for one or the other all week, feeling grateful that I did not have any days of two rehearsals (but only because Monday’s second rehearsal got cancelled). I am rehearsaled out! I know, I know, that should be “rehearsed out.” Sometimes the grammatically correct expression just doesn’t feel right (feel write?).
Have I mentioned yet that today is Lame Post Friday? Or did you perhaps catch on by the title? And I see I am over 200 words, just in the introductory paragraphs. Do I dare hit Publish on this meager nonsense? YES! Happy Friday, folks! Let’s all hope for a better post on Saturday.