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I Make it Through Monday

It is late in the day on Monday (for me), and I think all I can manage is a Monstrous Monday post.  Has it been a Monstrous Monday?  In some senses, yes.  I had great ambitions for cleaning my house which did not come to fruition.  I mowed the lawn, actually starting the power mower myself, which regular readers may recall is not easy for me.  I did a little more yard work late in the day, but SO MUCH is still to be done!  I hang my head in shame.

This is a good boy!

If only I had Gene Wilder to comfort me thus!  This, of course, is a shot from Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein, one of a very few perfect movies, in my not so humble opinion.

Maybe it’s Maybelline.

Why is my computer underlining “Maybelline”?  I looked it up!  Anyways, this is a shot from a less than perfect movie, but a perfectly cheesy movie which I love to watch, The Brain That Wouldn’t Die.

In fact I did.

OK, this is not a monster but some find it good advice for a Monday.  I am not advocating alcoholism.  To me, the sitting down, pouring yourself a beverage, and relaxing is the point. Sometimes my beverage is seltzer and lemon.  Sometimes it is coffee or tea.  Full disclosure:  right now it is Chardonnay.  Happy Monday, everyone.

 

I Try to Run Away from Depression

I went for a run this morning and thought to do a Running Commentary Post.  Full disclosure:  I was trying to run away from the depression that threatens to overwhelm me. In the immortal words of Young Frankenstein:  It! Could! Work!  (If you do not get the reference, I encourage you to seek out Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein) (I would really like to insert a picture of Gene Wilder, which I know is somewhere in my Media Library, but I do not feel up to searching for it)

I set out before breakfast but after coffee.  My legs were almost immediately shrieking at me, “We didn’t sign up for this!”  I reminded them that they did too sign up for it (at least, I signed them up which is practically the same thing), that they had run for 30 minutes two days ago and walked for longer than that yesterday.  To no avail.  They impersonated overcooked macaroni for the entire run.  However, if nothing else, I know how to persevere.  To an extent.

I couldn’t blame him for taking a good look.

It was soon clear this was not going to be a 30 minute run.  However, I encouraged myself to at least make it a mile.  Maybe even 20 minutes.  All I wanted was to sit down.  I ran through Meyers Park, wondering if I shouldn’t just go home from there.  I have a picture of Meyers Park in my Media Library, I thought.  It will look good in the blog post.  Then I thought I could run past the post office and up to my beloved Herkimer Historical Four Corners.

Oh, my body did not want to! But through persuasion and stubbornness, I kept going.  I thought of cutting through parking lots in back of my four corners, to make a shorter run, but then I thought, No!  Run by the 1834 Jail and let Chester Gilette take a good look!  After some internal debate, Chester won.  I didn’t even cut a small corner and run over the memorial bricks which help finance jail restoration (note to self:  I must sponsor a brick in honor of my late husband, Steve).

So the run was just over 20 minutes, about a mile and a third.  Chester was the only picture I could readily find in my Media Library, so my blog post only has one illustration.  However, I see I am approaching 400 words.  It is much easier to type than to run, but then, I only have two legs but I have ten fingers.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

 

Pop Fly to Lame Field!

I have been sitting here trying to think of something to type for a blog post.  A baseball game is on the television.  I don’t follow sports, but I do enjoy to see a game.  Live is more fun, but sometimes television will do.

“OOOPER DOOPER!”

I turned to my Media Library for inspiration and found this picture from Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein, one of my all-time favorite movies.  Earlier today I had “Puttin’ on the Ritz” playing in my head, especially the version shown in this movie.  I considered posting as my Facebook status, “OOOPER DOOPER!”  but forgot till just now.  Anyways, I have not spent much time on Facebook today.

An excellent theatre memory.

Another memory that popped into my head today was Splitting Issues, which was presented by Ilion Little Theatre in 2015 (I think). It is a series of short scenes having to do with relationships between the sexes.  I was not going to audition but went with Steve, my late dearly missed husband, who did want to audition.  I read a scene with him, just for fun, and, well, these things happen in community theatre.  We had a great time with our little scene.

 

 

I just realized my headline is about baseball, but I barely mentioned the game in the first paragraph.  I do not think I have any baseball pictures in my Media Library.  Oh dear.

Also blog posts.

Oh well, it is Lame Post Friday.  Will I have a better blog post on Saturday?  No promises, but I hope you’ll tune in.

 

Feeling Friday, Feeling Lame

I strive to conquer the type-it-in-backspace-it-out disease at least for long enough to make this week’s Lame Post Friday post.  I am typing it in, at least with all ten fingers, on an unfamiliar computer, never mind why, explanations are tiresome.  All I want to do is make with a few random observations, spout a little half-baked philosophy (the traditional components of Lame Post Friday, I add for anybody just tuning in), hit Publish, and drive on.

“This is a good boy!”

Or I could resort to my Media Library and throw in a few random pictures.  This one is from Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein, one of my very favorite movies.  I quote it often.

“Ah-OOOOOOH!”

I was feeling Friday all day long today, which made it an enjoyable day.  What will the weekend bring?  Perhaps not much howling on my part, but one can always hope.

I gotta say, that hood is not a great look.

Perhaps the weekend will bring some cheesy movie watching for me.  The above is Horror Hotel, which is also known by another name which I cannot remember.  Something about a city, some sort of city.  Either way is not the best title, because it concerns an inn in a village, not a hotel in a city.  Can you recognize a young Christopher Lee in the hood?  I did not even know who he was the first time I saw the movie, but after watching a few Hammer Horror films, I recognized him here.

I love that purple!

I go a different way for my final picture.  I am afraid this has been a rather disjointed post (Non-Sequitur Friday?), but I am approaching 300 words.  I must think of a title, hit publish, and get back to enjoying my Friday.  As always, I thank you for tuning in.

From Creepy to Cute

Hello and welcome to yet another late Monstrous Monday post. I offer no tiresome explanations but intend to get on with the post, which, alas, will offer no new monsters, until I figure out a few more things on this Chromebook (oh dear, was that a tiresome explanation?  If so, sorry).

Not a monster, but a creepy image, no?

This looks like I am veering into Wayback Wednesday or Throwback Thursday, but really I just liked the outline of the dead body.

“This is a good boy!”

Here was the first real monster I came to.  You just can’t go wrong with Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein.  I must watch that flick again soon.

Those eyes!

I guess I’m just being random today, but this is a pretty good flick, with Bela Lugosi at his creepiest.

No, this guy is the creepiest!

And here is a shot from one of my favorites, Carnival of Souls.  I often tout this as an example of what you can do with a low budget and very few effects.  What atmosphere!  So unsettling.  It is definitely not a feel-good movies, but then I never went in for the feel-good ones.

“I don’t know why she wanted me to be in this post.”

I go from creepy to cute to round out the post.  I guess this one has been rather thin of substance (as if I am ever a particularly substantial blogger), but I shared some nice pics and over 200 words.  It is the best I can do at 4:39 on a Tuesday morning while pretending it is still Monday.  Have a lovely day, whatever day it is.

 

The Title! I Forgot the Title!

I did not so much miss making my Tired Tuesday post as willfully decide not to make one.  Wasn’t that terrible of me?  I keep telling everybody what a stinker I am, but nobody believes me.  Anyways, it is early Wednesday morning and I find myself unexpectedly with a little extra time.  No doubt I have forgotten to do something important and will be running around, wailing about how stupid I am, trying and failing to get it done.

Me, trying to think of the important thing I forgot.

I am not really trying to think of what I forgot in that picture, but I thought an illustration would go well just then. I think I look contemplative, but I was probably only contemplating why I can’t take a selfie I like.  That was my second or third try.

Right now I am waiting for a work friend to pick me up.  I have no transportation at the moment but my own two feet, and I work ten miles away (according to one of my cars, when it used to be on the road) (long story, not very interesting).  He goes in and leaves earlier than I usually do, but my supervisor said it was OK, much to my relief.  I felt less relieved when I had to get up and hour earlier, but it seems that is working out.

Just listen to me babble on.  I guess I could bill this as a Wuss-out Wednesday, even though it is really a Late Tired Tuesday.  Then again, the day is young, I could wuss out yet!  In any case, enough of this nonsense.  I must track down that mythical thing I left undone to have time to make this post.  Let me just look for one more picture to close with.

This is not how I dress for work.

I feel you can’t go wrong with Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein.  Gene Wilder and Peter Boyle.  Comedy gold.

 

Monsters Help Me Over The Hump

Since it is Wednesday, how about a Mid-Week Monsters Post?  For one reason, it is still Wednesday.  Perhaps I can make at least one post this week on time.

Sometimes I just want to scream!

This is a shot from The Screaming Skull,  one of my favorite cheesy horror movies. I think I have written about it in this space but, alas, am too tired to seek out the post and link back to it.  Perhaps a little Wuss-out Wednesday is sneaking into the post as well as my day.

I’d be scared too!

 

After scrolling through my Media Library for a bit, I came across this shot from Nosferatu which I have  shared before.  He is scary, yes.

I was wondering that myself.

Here is an appropriate shot and caption from Young Frankenstein, a thoroughly enjoyable movie.  If you have not seen it, I highly recommend it.

I toast my monsters.

I add this lovely wine glass, which I sadly knocked down and broke to last Halloween.  I  must return to Pumpkin Junction in Sauquoit to purchase another.

The master.

Looking for one more monster to round out the post, I thought I could not do better than Bela Lugosi as Dracula.  Many consider him the quintessential vampire.  I think he is wonderful.

This brings me over 200 words, yes!  Happy Wednesday,  everyone!

 

Monsters Before Bedtime

I am still tired.  All I can hear in my head is that parrot from Aladdin saying, “Why am I not surprised?  I’ll probably have a heart attack, fall over and die of NOT surprise!”  God bless Gilbert Gottfried.  Anyways, I was thinking I might attempt a Wayback Wednesday Post but then I thought, Mid-Week Monsters!  After all, I did not have a Monstrous Monday this week.

“Just a little off the top.”

This picture is appropriate, because I got my hair cut last week.   I could do a blog post about that, because I took a “before” picture (preview of coming attractions).

“Did you know there are no panes in this window?”

Nosferatu gives my blog post a look-in once again.  Regular readers know he is my favorite guy.

He’s just chillin’.

This is Claude Rains as The Invisible Man.  I always liked that monster, because he embraced his monstrosity.  No angst like Frankenstein’s monster, although I love most of the versions of Frankenstein I have seen.

“This is a good boy!”

Speaking of which, Mel Brooks’ Young Frankenstein is perhaps my favorite.  Of course Boris Karloff will always be THE monster in many mind’s, and I adore Karloff (just enjoyed watching him in The Terror ).  I think there is room for both in the monsterverse (I thought I just made up that word, but autocorrect let it stand, so I guess I flattered myself).

In any case, I am over 200 words.  Score!  I need to get some sleep.

 

I Get By With A Little Help From My Fiends

I thought of that title earlier, when I knew I would be making a Monstrous Monday Post.  I fear this one will be heavy on monsters, light on commentary.  I am not only tired, there is a Columbo episode playing that I have never seen!  Well, it is on DVD, so I could pause or stop it, but I want the background noise.  I don’t have television, remember? Oh, why should I expect people to remember every little thing about me? What an ego!

Where was I?  Ah yes, Monstrous Monday.

“Puttin’ onna Reeeeetz!”

Here is a nice shot from Young Frankenstein.  If you have seen it, you will get the caption.  If you have not seen it, I recommend you do.

I feel a little like screaming myself.

Here is The Screaming Skull, one of my favorites. I guess today’s post does not have a theme.  I’m just vamping.

There’s the problem!

I guess it’s just my usual Monday malaise.  We’ll blame it on that, at any rate.

Ah, there’s my favorite guy!

I did not want to close without including a picture of Nosferatu, of the eponymous 1922 silent movie, still one of the scariest movies ever.

I am just about 200 words.  I guess I’m not too light on commentary after all.  Such as it is.  Happy Monday, folks!

 

Mid-Week Monsters from my Media Library

I am having a hard time writing anything these days.  I open a notebook (the spiral-bound paper kind), uncap a pen, and…  sometimes I write a word or two, sometimes not.  I guess the important thing is to keep trying.  So I will try to make a blog post.  I know what!  It’s Wednesday:  I will do a Mid-Week Monsters Post! I look in my Media Library…

He’s not the only one who was scared!

I open with Nosferatu (1922), because I have been watching it on DVD while running in place on the mini-tramp this past week or so.  I have only been doing short runs, so it took a few times to see the whole movie.

Not showing the monster, but appropriate for the day.

I love Young Frankenstein, in fact, I love most of Mel Brooks’ movies.

 

“This is a good boy!”

Here is the monster! At first, I went to Facebook and downloaded a new photo, but when I tried to put it in the post, it was really small, so I went back to my Media Library.  I do not properly understand photos and computers.

“I said I only wanted a trim!”

After Dracula (although they couldn’t call him that) and Frankenstein,  I put in the Wolfman.  I don’t know what movie this is from; it was in my Media Library.  Sometimes I just download pictures I like.

This silliness has gotten me over 200 words.  Apparently I can come up with more words pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus.  Tomorrow I will try again with pen and paper.