Here I am back again at Wrist to Forehead Sunday. One would think I could make a good post at this point, but I must ask, which one is that? I mean, which one would think that, not which good post can I make, I feel obligated to elucidate. My Mohawk Valley Adventures are in the increasingly distant past, and I feel not capable of writing about them.
My brain? Not likely.
As I like to do when I am feeling particularly brain dead, I share The Brain from Planet Arous. It is quite the cheesy movie. I have a cheesy movie playing now, but I am not paying the last bit of attention to it. It is The Beast of Yucca Flats, starring Tor Johnson, if you wanted to know. I may have an illustration of the movie in my Media Library, but I am not at all sure of that and dread more searching.
Ooh, here’s a creepy one!
I looked through a couple of months to see if I could find a picture of a movie I have seen recently or am inclined to see now and came across this shot from Mr. Brooks. My late, dearly missed husband, Steve, and I went to the theatre in Georgia (where we lived at the time) to see Mr. Brooks when it was first released. We appreciated it but thought it was not one we would care to pop in on a regular basis. Fast forward to the early 2010s (I think) when a cousin of mine was selling some of his DVDs. Steven bought a few, including Mr. Brooks. I found it was, in fact, one I could enjoy multiple viewings of. I especially felt this after my husband’s passing. Make what table-top psychology of that you like.
In the meantime, I have gotten over 300 words. As regular readers know, I find that respectable, especially for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday post. I shall sign off now and look for the DVD of Mr.Brooks, since The Beast of Yucca Flats ended as I typed. I hope you are all having a pleasant end to your weekend.
Mohawk Valley Girl 