The day has been wet ─ mostly very light rain, until some heavy stuff in the early evening. As usual, I have remained home.
I got my fill of my drunken younger brother last evening after joining him in the living room around 7:30 p.m. to put our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box into operation (he has no ability with the device).
I wanted to try and locate sources for two old movies based upon Zane Grey's novel Nevada. I had read in a 40-year-old journal entry of mine that I had read earlier in the day that I was reading the book on that day back in 1980 and very much enjoying it.
And upon researching the novel, I learned that two movies were produced that were based upon it. I now see that there were actually three movies.
Anyway, the first one that I knew of was filmed and released back during the silent film years ─ 1927's Nevada.
After some searching, I located a copy through the YouTube 'app' that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box. However, the quality of the film was very poor, and my drunken brother bitched profusely, so I cancelled out of it.
The second movie I knew of was a 1944 vehicle featuring a very young-looking Robert Mitchum, and also called Nevada. It was black & white, but at least it had sound, and my brother was well enough familiar with Robert Mitchum that he held his tongue and probably got somewhat caught up in the quaint production.
I might try to watch the silent version on my own one day.
The third Nevada was apparently released in 1935. I might possibly try to watch it one day late in the morning with my brother when he is sober.
Anyway, following the movie, I decided to tune in the first episode of the complex T.V. series Falling Water. By then my brother was too blitzed to be able to comprehend what was going on, and he exacerbated matters by going off to the kitchen to prepare himself a snack and missing a number of minutes of the episode. And subsequently, he also vacated to keep replenishing his mug with more beer, and to even chat with my eldest stepson.
He finally topped off this benighted neglect by going upstairs to his bedroom, and then coming back downstairs to the dining table to perform some sort of bookkeeping. Then back up to his bedroom he went to return whatever documentation he had brought down.
By this time he was utterly clueless concerning the episode or its characters, and so he sat stewing through the final minutes of the episode.
When it was done, he actually snarled at me that I was never to tune in the series in his presence again. Then he got up to get another beer.
I was outraged, and shut down the Android TV Box and tuned in basic cable on the T.V., and left him to find whatever entertainment he could. Fortunately for him, he is able to access my youngest stepson's Netflix account, and thus basic cable programming is not all that he has to settle upon.
I had come upstairs here to my computer for a short time, and then I went to bed. I don't recall the time, but it may have been before 10:30 p.m.
I got some sleep, but was awake enough again to be checking the time around 1:30 a.m. and soon deciding to rise to eventually get around to adding content into the new post I have begun at one of my six hosted websites.
I was not to return to bed until well after 7:00 a.m. this morning.
Some further sleep visited, but I checked the time once around 9:30 a.m., deciding that it was still too soon for me to be getting up. I lapsed into some more sleep; and at my next time check I thought that it was approaching 10:30 a.m., but upon focussing my gaze, I recognized that it was actually well after 11:00 a.m.
So I rose.
The only communication I have had with my brother today was an initial good-morning; and then when he headed off in his van for awhile this afternoon, he alerted me to that fact, so I returned my acknowledgement.
He was back by 4:30 p.m. and straightaway had the T.V. on again, and cracked open his first of his day's beers.
I have no plans whatsoever to gamble on his state this evening by trying to watch anything with him. If I did watch more T.V., I would want to tune in the second episode of Deep Waters. Consequently, I will await a time when he is not miserably drunk.
And I will be getting to bed somewhat early this evening once more ─ I far prefer that over sitting up deep into the midnight hour or even to beyond 1:00 a.m. watching T.V. via the Android TV Box for my brother's sake.
I actually want to try and get away very early tomorrow morning to do a wee bit of grocery shopping, and the intended store is over 2¾ miles distant. It opens at 7:00 a.m., so I would try to leave here as early as I could to try and arrive there as soon after its opening as possible in order to avoid the crowds as well as the busier day.
I have to walk ─ I do not drive.
But returning to the Nevada movie that I did watch with my brother, initially I thought that the lead actress might be a very young Barbara Stanwyck, but it was someone named Anne Jeffreys.
Sometimes Anne's voice sounded similar to Barbara's to me, and Anne occasionally even resembled a young Barbara facially. However, I see now that Barbara was better than 15 years Anne's senior. Thus, Anne would have been around 21 when the movie was filmed; Barbara would have been around 36 or 37 at that time, by my reckoning.
Well, it is nigh 8:30 p.m., so I had best rustle up a light supper before calling it an evening. My brother is still watching T.V. and drinking beer, and will do so until late ─ without me.
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