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I Wouldn’t Waste an Axe Murderess, Would I?

Regular readers may have noticed that daily blogging continues to elude me.  Ooh, there’s a slimy passive-voice way to put it, as if I am pursuing the goal, but the goal is too clever for me, when the fact is that it is my own efforts that fall short.  You can call me out on that if you like, but you see I have already admitted the fault.  In any case, having missed posting Sunday and Monday but refraining from calling attention to the fact (till just now), I sit on my couch on Thursday morning preparing to make a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post.

Full disclosure: I did not look like this when I played Roxy.

You can’t read her name tag, but it says “Roxy.”  It is Roxalana Druse, who famously killed her husband and was hanged behind the 1843 Herkimer Jail in 1887.  I had the honor of playing Roxy in the play of that name presented by the Herkimer County Historical Society and Ilion Little Theatre in 2015 (long-time readers may have read some of my blog posts about it).  This Roxy is in Renewed and Rescued at Mohawk Valley Community Market.  I stopped in briefly yesterday but must return for a longer visit (preview of coming attractions).

Just hanging out!

Here is a friendly-looking fellow I encountered one of the mornings I was out looking for pictures to go with one of my Village Board stories for Sentinel Media.  I adore Halloween decorations!  I should take some more pictures and do a blog post of them (another preview of coming attractions?)

This woman did not kill her husband.

I guess I am veering into Non-Sequitur Thursday territory after an ax murderess and a skeleton.  This is Michelle, one of the bartenders at the Herkimer Elks Lodge wearing my tiara.  I wore it for a play I was in last summer (Four Old Broads on the High Seas, perhaps you read some of my blog posts about it).  I happened to wear it to the Lodge one day, I forget why, and Michelle wanted to pose with it.

Ooh, look at me, over 350 words.  I’m almost through my second cup of coffee too.  Time to go for my run.  The East Herkimer Fire Department 5K is Saturday.  I fear I have not been posting nearly enough about that!  Well, as I said in the first paragraph, I have not been posting enough period, at least by my standards for me.  But I thank you for tuning in when I do.

 

The Skull in the Snow

Alas, I failed to post yesterday.  Today is Lame Post Friday, which I think I can manage.  I sometimes have to ask myself, “What the hell, me?”  However, I really do not intend this blog as a means of therapy, where I air all my mental and physical ailments and hope by talking, talking, talking about them to find solutions.  I fear sometimes it becomes such a means, posting as I usually do off the cuff.  Never mind all that.  What I have to offer today as means of entertainment are a few silly pictures.

I did not clean my deck off.  Oh dear, is that my finger on the bottom?

We got some more snow last night.  Not a vast amount, but I thought it was just as well to push off the top layer.  In any case, I had to brush off my car if I wanted to go to the grocery store, which I did.  As it turned out, it was not a deep layer and it was quite fluffy.  My chore was not onerous.  As I was putting my shovel away behind the house, I noticed a skull in the snow on the deck.  It amused me so much, I went and got my phone to take a picture.

It’s funny that skulls often look kind of cheerful.

I walked up onto the deck to take a closer shot.  I suppose I should have shoveled the snow off the deck, but I can only do so much.  Perhaps in the weeks to come I can make a greater effort.

Now he looks like he’s resting peacefully.

I took one more shot, because I liked the angle.  I’m afraid this isn’t much of a post, but it will have to do for Lame Post Friday.

 

I Need Halloween Monsters!

Hello and welcome to another late Monstrous Monday post.  It is the season for monsters, after all.  I have not been in a particular Halloweeny mood recently, which is too bad, because it is my favorite season.  Yesterday I was struck with yet another bout of Don’t Wanna Do Nuthin’.  I kept bestirring myself to At Least Do One Thing, with varying degrees of success.  Here is the result of one fairly successful foray:

My mantle.

I was happy to find the lights to hang.  They were in a bag on the knob of the door to my attic, where they have been since I took them down from the porch, an embarrassingly long time after Halloween (then again, they only went up Halloween Day; feel free to judge me).  I don’t know if you can see Santa Claus in the background.  He stays there all year round.  I always think he looks like he is saying, “Good grief!”  In this case it is probably because he is wondering why it took me till nearly halfway through the month to get a single Halloween decoration up (although in general, I think it is because that long piece of paper he is holding is the Naughty List).

The well dressed skeleton.

I looked for a picture of the mantle decorated by my late, dearly missed husband Steve but could not find one.  He had a flair for decorating.  Here is the Halloween outfit he put together for Bonita, our skeleton.  She has been embracing nudity lately, but perhaps I will help her into some seasonal duds before too long.  Bonaparte, her small, admiring friend, you may have noticed on the mantle, sitting in a mug from Adirondack Railroad.  I think he is irresistibly cute.

The Ghost of Christmas Past? or Present?

I close with another decoration of my own:  our other Santa Claus dressed as a ghost.  I purchased that Santa the first year we lived in this house, 2005, walking home from the store with him tucked under my arm and feeling rather pleased with myself.  My mother gave us the other Santa one Christmas, having purchased him at an antique store in Pennsylvania when she was visiting my sister Vicki.

I guess this post has not been particularly monstrous, unless you dislike reading about personal reminiscences and the other drivel that comes out of my typing fingers.  Sometimes one can only type what comes out.  However, if you’ll stay tuned, I hope to have other Mohawk Valley Adventures later this week.

 

I Manage to Find Some Monsters

I think I can just about manage a Monstrous Monday Post.  Never mind what my problem is; my problems are in general way less than many others and I feel I must stop being so self-dramatizing about them.  Then again, I do always say, go with your strengths.  Never mind that, let me make with the monsters.

Just hanging out with the guys.

Here is a shot from Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, taken back in 2016.  I love Pumpkin Junction!

Regular readers know what this picture means.

I have just been searching my Media Library for more pictures of skeletons (or skellingtons, as I like to call them) (and have been doing so LONG before Nightmare Before Christmas, so don’t think that’s where I stole it from!).  I could not find any, oddly enough.  It is, I believe, time to start finding new monster pictures for this feature.  However, tonight I am feeling rather brain dead and was delighted to see The Brain From the Planet Arous,  which often eludes me when I want to use it.  Note to self:  index Media Library.

My favorite guy!

When in doubt, go with Nosferatu.  I heard they were doing another remake.  I have only seen the 1922 silent version, oh and Shadow of the Vampire, which I enjoyed and would like to catch again.

As usual on Monstrous Monday, I seem to be saying nothing of substance. However, I am over 200 words, so I will hit Publish and hope for the best.  Maybe one more monster picture…

Took me a minute to find a good one.

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”).

 

The Bare Bones of a Blog Post

I had it in mind to write a better blog post,  but I’m afraid all I can manage right now is a Monstrous Monday Post.  At least it will be made on Monday.  I shall content myself with that.

Bonita demonstrates how I feel.

I was searching in my Media Library for a picture of a suitable monster but could not find one!  I was feeling dramatically discouraged, in fact ready to swoon with the back of one wrist to my forehead, when I came across this shot of my skeleton Bonita in that exact pose.

Not all skeletons are kind.

I guess I will make this a skeleton-themed post (which gives me a good idea for a title).  Here is a scene from House on Haunted Hill.  It is a very screamy scene.  Sometimes I feel like screaming, but I usually refrain from doing so.

“A little help here?”

Of course it took me a while to find another picture of a skeleton.  I haven’t put this dude out in the yard yet.  My friend Kim put him in the flower box at least temporarily.  Oh wait, I think I took a picture!

Kind of cute, isn’t he?

I think he looks like he is taking a bath in a too small tub.  Then again, since he is a skeleton without a torso, perhaps he does not find it uncomfortable.

In any case I am over 200 words.  I call that respectable, as regular readers know.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Bonita to the Rescue!

Monday was a Blogger’s Sick Day.  Now it is early Tuesday morning and I am trying for some semblance of a post. Coffee will help.

I’m getting there.

Well, that took forever, and it isn’t even the picture I was looking for.  But it will have to do.

Now I feel like screaming.

Unable to think of anything else to say, I went to my Media Library and found this picture from The Screaming Skull.  It is actually a pretty entertaining flick, although I first encountered it on Mystery Science Theater 3000, which, in case you did not know it, features cheesy movies.

And it hasn’t even started yet!

I thought I would continue the skeleton theme, and do you think I could find any skeletons?  I found a half dozen other pictures I have wasted time searching for.  One day I will sit down and make an index of that Media Library.

A depiction of me, buried in my own thoughts.

There’s a skeleton!  Or at least parts of one.  Your imagination can supply the rest.

Oh dear.  All I am doing is watching the word count and hoping to make it to 200 words.  Is this how other bloggers do it?  I don’t think so.

Bonita to the rescue!

One more skeleton picture will put me over the top!  This is my beloved Bonita, wearing a dog mask we found at a rummage sale.

And that is over 200 words.  On to face Tuesday!

 

Two Skeletons and a Glass of Wine

Monday through Friday workers know: sometimes the best you can hope for on a Monday is to Just Get Through It. Workers of other schedules know that feeling applies on other days as well. Oh, I know, I have very little to complain about. Why should I let that stop me? It seems to not slow others down. Never mind, let’s just get on with the blog post.

A handsome couple indeed.

This is our skeleton Bonita with her friend Bonaparte. She is wearing her last summer’s outfit. We have yet to dress her in this summer’s togs (Preview of Coming Attractions), but I am sure she will look equally alluring. At least Bonaparte will look equally as admiring.

He would probably like to meet Bonita.

I took a picture of this handsome fellow last Fourth of July, when my friend Kim and I visited our good friends Phyllis and Jim. Phyllis passed away the following August, and I still feel the shock of grief when I remember she is gone.

Full Disclosure: I already drank the wine.

Having interjected that sad note into my post, I feel free to point out that sometimes, for some of us, a glass of wine is a beautiful thing. I certainly enjoyed many glasses with Phyllis.

So I guess this is my Monstrous Monday Post: a couple of skeletons and a sad note. But I also smile when I remember my friend Phyllis. That makes this a not bad Monday. Once again, I thank you for tuning in.

Oh, To Be A Well-Dressed Skeleton!

Isn’t she pretty? Bonaparte thinks so.

You’ve heard of Wordless Wednesday? Well this is Mute Monday. I am too beat to blog (I just have to be alliterative about it), so here is a picture of our skeleton Bonita in her Halloween outfit, which Steven designed for her. I wonder if he could do anything with my wardrobe. Bonaparte is certainly admiring of Bonita’s ensemble.

Revisiting Area Skeletons

How embarrassing. I just realized I never gave a title to yesterday’s post. I could add one now, if I could think of one (not a sure thing). Only some bloggers already Liked it. Maybe they would not like it as well with a title. These are the things I worry about.

Be that as it may, I need to make today’s blog post. I thought I would try for another Throwback Thursday. This is Thursday, isn’t it? I am in a dreadful time warp these days. But what better state than a time warp to visit the past? If I find one, I’ll let you know.

Just hanging out with friends.

This picture is from Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit, taken in 2016. I’ve visited Pumpkin Junction once this year and may go again, perhaps tomorrow.

He’s just chillin’.

This fellow was in an antique store that has since, sadly closed. I wonder if anybody bought the skeleton while they could. I wish I had!

I love the skulls.

Here is another October shot of a local business, the White Rose Bakery in Little Falls. I love when places decorate. The White Rose has an even more elaborate display at Christmas (preview of coming attractions).

Here is my skeleton.

I close with one of my favorite pictures of Bonita, one of our own skeletons. A friend recently pointed out that I was reveling in my favorite time of year. I suppose it is true. I am also feeding my minor obsession with skeletons. I hope it made for a fun Throwback Thursday Post.