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Tired Today, Tired Tomorrow?

Posted on November 30, 2022 by mohawkvalleygirl

I always think I am going to come up with a better blog post tomorrow, but Tired Tuesday often follows Monstrous Monday, doesn’t it? I am tempted to justify myself with the argument, “Well, it’s not tomorrow, is it? It’s today!” You know, like the signs you sometimes see in bars, “Free Beer Tomorrow!”

I could go off on a philosophical riff here, about how we are always waiting for tomorrow, for something better in the soon-but-never-quite-gets-here future. I rather doubt I could come up with anything profound, and anyways, I like to save the half-baked philosophy for Lame Post Friday.

In the meantime, I would like to come up with a reasonably entertaining blog post today. I went for a walk this morning, as I usually do. I wish I could have taken pictures for an illustrated Pedestrian Post, but my phone does not take good pictures in the dark.

It is kind of fascinating, walking in the dark. Things look mysterious. I like to go by houses that have lights on. Otherwise, I feel I am the only soul awake, and I get lonely. This happened especially when I was at my previous job and took my morning walks around four (or was it around the block?) (teehee). Now I don’t start work till eight so take my walks around six.

Hmmm… I’ve a feeling my walks are more interesting to me than this blog post will be to my readers. Oh dear.

The best thing to do with a foolish post is to cut it short. I am, in fact, over 250 words. Let’s see if I can do any better on Wednesday (see: I did not say “tomorrow”).

Talk Too Much on Tired Tuesday?

Posted on October 5, 2022 by mohawkvalleygirl

Yeah, well, at least I got through Tuesday.

I never for one minute thought today was Friday. I think I might try to stop looking forward to Friday so much. I never get as much done on the weekends as I want to. And when you get right down to it, it is a little silly to spend five days longing for two. I hope that is not all I spend my week doing. I try to get at least a little joy out of each day.

How philosophical I am tonight. I do not have a feature for that. There is Monday Middle-aged Musings, which I have not had in a while (Monstrous Monday is just so much more fun). And Lame Post Friday used to be the place for half-baked philosophy (and random observations). Usually it is Tired Tuesday, which is not the home of much.

Yes, I am tired today. I worked for ten hours, which I have not done in a while. I shan’t say more about that (and for heavens’ sakes, autocorrect, “shan’t” is so a word!), because this is not a work blog. I merely mention it, because I am too tired to think of much else to say. I am mostly glad I could find the preceding picture in my Media Library.

Now, having rattled on for over 200 words without saying much of anything, I terminate this post (Terminator Tuesday?). Perhaps I have said too much.

Too Much on my Lame Plate

Posted on March 23, 2019 by mohawkvalleygirl

How embarrassing. I get caught up by making my Thursday post on Thursday, then fail to make my Friday post on Friday. I confess to getting a good laugh at myself. I set up my rules. I break my rules. I make contingency rules. It is not easy being me, but it can be entertaining. Seriously, how lame is it to not even make a lame post on Lame Post Friday? Yet I have similarly failed before. Well, I could have posted last night, but at the time sleep seemed more important. We make our choices. The Spanish have a saying, take what you want and pay for it, says God.

Well, I got a bit of philosophy into that first paragraph. I won’t call it half-baked, though, because I have always liked that expression. Most of my philosophy falls into the half-baked category. Full disclosure: I have never read much “real” philosophy. I’m afraid it would make my head hurt.

In the meantime, my life could have gotten less complicated after today, but I fear it will not. Again, it will be my own fault. Today is the murder mystery for the Herkimer County Historical Society, A Trivial Murder. I still have a prop to make, and I’d better go over my lines again. And figure out what to wear. I wonder if I can find my purple hair dye. My character might have purple hair. But I digress. The point is, it will be one thing off my plate. But I have added one, possibly two more. What the hell, me?

The item I have definitely added will not even get going for another month or two. A friend is putting together a Mummer performance for the Great American Irish Festival at the Herkimer County Fairgrounds in July. I have never been to the Irish Festival. I believe beer is involved. I have also never been a Mummer. It is a traditional Irish kind of guerrilla theatre. I will definitely post more about it later.

The other thing that I can’t quite bring myself to say no to involves writing a few scenes about Roscoe Conkling, owner of one of the famous mansions on Rutger Street in Utica. Theatre AND writing. How can I not do it? But it is coming up soon, and the scenes need to be staged as well, so I am trying to find out how simply we can get away with doing it, and how much help I will have. We’ll see how it plays out (see what I did there?).

In the meantime, this must count as my Lame Friday Post, typed in Saturday morning over coffee (THANK GOD for coffee!). I will strive to make today’s post TODAY, before I am off for what I hope will be another theatrical triumph (I feel certain it will be, relying on the awesome talent of my cast mates and the readiness to be entertained of our audience). Happy Weekend.

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But Is It a Profitless Post?

Posted on March 22, 2016 by mohawkvalleygirl

I have two let-myself-off-the-hook features for Monday: Middle-aged Musings Monday and Monday Mental Meanderings. Well, today I feel that I have no mental facilities for musingn or yet meandering. This often happens to me (you may have noticed). And yet, I never let it stop me from making a post daily. Sometimes I wonder if that is really the best thing to do, but in general I find such questions profitless.

Ooh, that might be something to ponder on a Monday: profitless questions. Why do we continue to ask them? Because we want answers? Because we want that frisson of superiority that comes from asking somebody a question they cannot answer? That second motive is not very praise-worthy. However, some people, it must be admitted, get their jollies by trying to make others look stupid. Incidentally, anybody who is thinking to try that shit on me, be advised, it’s no great feat to make me look stupid; I do it all the time myself.

Here is a better query: What makes a question profitless? The fact that it cannot be answered? Philosophers everywhere would disagree. They LOVE asking unanswerable questions. They do not find them profitless (although I’m not sure there is a whole lot of profit in philosophy; I don’t really know about these things).

I think what makes a question profitless is that the answer, if there is one, doesn’t do you a whole lot of good. For example, in many cases the question “How did this happen?” is not nearly as useful as “What do I do now?” The question, “Should I continue to make a daily blog post even if I have nothing in particular to say?” is quite profitless, because I intend to keep posting every day no matter how one answers. So there.

And this is today’s post. Happy Monday, everyone.

To Write Another Day

Posted on April 8, 2014 by mohawkvalleygirl

Goodness gracious, look at the time. I haven’t made my blog post yet, I haven’t even written it. Oh dear, whatever will I do? Sit down at the computer, I suppose, and see what I can come up with.

OK, I typed that much in and just sat here. Swell. You know, sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn’t. My philosophy is, you have to be philosophical about it (I stole that expression from Donald Westlake) (one of my favorite writers).

I don’t suppose I can still use the excuse of being tired out from my fabulous weekend. Then again, why can’t I? I’m not a young woman. Oh heck, even when I was young I was not particularly resilient. I don’t think. Of course, I don’t remember things very well any more.

I think (stand by for a middle-aged musing) that the older we get, the more ready we are to cut ourselves a break. At least I am. And why not? Why should we not treat ourselves as kindly and gently as we would treat a friend? Or do you not treat your friends kindly and gently? If not, shame on you! Be nice to your friends!

As always, I had hoped not to write yet another post about Why I Can’t Write a Post. But I remind myself, writing about not writing is still writing. I’m sure I’ll live to write another day.

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