My bedtime was considerably earlier last evening than I expected or desired ─ not quite yet 8:20 p.m. I had been watching some T.V., and then saw my younger brother arriving home from wherever he had been drinking.
I had no intention of becoming enmeshed with him by getting enlisted to operate our Android TV Box to watch episodes of some of the T.V. series we follow, so I shut down the Android TV Box and the T.V. and escaped upstairs.
My wife was home at the time, but she was occupying this small room where I keep my computer ─ a room adjacent to our bedroom. Had she not been home and set up in this room, I might have spent a little time here. But with that option not available, I instead retired ─ but fully clothed, and covered over with just a blanket.
Now I was faced with relaxing as much as possible, and awaiting the arrival of the midnight hour when my brother would be retiring and I would be free and able to rise and get some work done here at my computer.
I only slept in fits or ─ as I like to describe ─ blocks of sleep, often just lying awake in bed. But I got through to the early midnight hour, by which time my brother had indeed newly retired to his bedroom for the night.
My wife was still in this room, so I went downstairs and killed some time by reclining on the chesterfield in the darkened living room. Anon, she finished watching a Thai movie or whatever she had been involved in, and she emerged to vacate the room for me, and started readying for bed.
And as usual, I remained up and did not return to bed until maybe something like 5:30 a.m.
Even so, sleep for me is seldom easily achieved, and this was no different. I was awake enough around 8:30 a.m. that I was just about to get myself up for the morning, when my wife beat me to it ─ she rose and went downstairs to begin preparing a curry dish for the household to enjoy.
She had to work today at the Thai restaurant that employs her part-time, and ere it was yet quite 10 a.m., she had me see her off by having me tote out a large package to her car. The day was clearly going to be brilliantly sunny.
With my wife away, I then joined my brother who had risen before we had, and who had meantime been watching T.V. Upon his invitation to put our Android TV Box into action, I would be leading things off with a December 2nd BitChute.com video from AWarriorCalls.com updating the latest in advances concerning Christopher James's progress in getting a few key 'Common Law' cases before the Canadian courts in an effort to establish a precedence and break free from the current complex legalese and procedures that are the way of the court system today that puts the common man at an overwhelming disadvantage.
The video I was to tune in was Earth United and A Warrior Calls Critical Update (Dec 2, 2020).
Christopher is so unbelievably enthusiastic and optimistic about crushing the oppressive restrictions that have been imposed upon average Canadians in the name of this imagined SARS-CoV-2 pandemic, that one cannot help but feel some hope as well. Even my brother seemed affected, for he afterwards wondered to me if it was December 10 that we were told was to be some sort of official "big launch".
I do believe that December 10 may have been the date that was cited in the video, so we apparently have something huge or monumental to be looking forward to in the unusually very near future (usually we never have an actual date presented to us in major happenings like this, but are basically only enjoined not to lose faith).
On a related note, this morning before I went downstairs, I received an E-mail from the provincial NDP ─ apparently it was the second request from them inviting me to engage a short questionnaire relating to how they are doing.
I decided to participate, although I did not much like having to identify myself and my contact details prior to beginning the questionnaire.
In choosing how I felt they were doing overall, I selected the lowest possible categorization: Poor.
Any questions on their programmes / agendas that I wanted to see them focus upon, or which I would like to see initiated or felt were the most important, I always avoided absolutely any that had aught to do with COVID-19 or health matters.
Then at the end of the survey, there was an open field where I was invited to say anything I wanted to the NDP MLAs and premier John Horgan.
I can't now recall word for word what I said, but it was something like this:
I want you to wrap your brains around the fact that SARS-CoV-2 is just another flu with a fatality risk no greater than any other flu. There is no COVID-19 pandemic. We only have a testing pandemic. And to test positive is NOT an indication of infection.
That was basically what I said. If there are now to be any consequences for speaking that much of my mind, I guess time will soon enough tell, for they now know how to find me.
I want to update on a dark string of Christmas lights that I wrote about yesterday ─ they were part of the display surrounding the entire outdoor frame of our living room window.
After dark yesterday I had gone outside to light up our Christmas lights, and in so doing discovered that one string of the lights in that framework had gone dark since the night before, but there was nothing I could do to try to remedy matters until daytime today.
Well, this afternoon I went outside and began pushing the wee bulbs tight into their sockets in that dark string after I first powered up the whole framework of lights.
I was nearly halfway through when lo! ─ the entire dark string lit up. I had no idea if the bulbs would be replaceable or not, so this was the first desperate step before disconnecting the string and bringing it into the house to discover if bulb replacement was an option.
I still do not know, of course. But even if a bulb is replaceable and I happen to have any spare bulbs on hand, then if the entire string goes dark if a light dies, how in blazes does one know how to find out which is the culprit bulb?
That would be a ridiculous amount of work! A person would have to start with the very first bulb in the string, remove it, and then insert a fresh bulb to see if all of the lights then lit up; if not, then put the original bulb back in place, move on to the second bulb, remove it...and on and on and on.
I was so damned relieved that I did not have to undertake that next step!
But I think that I have said enough for today. I would like to squeeze in some further work on a post I am slowly constructing at one of my only two hosted websites. I confess that I would instead like to watch a Christmas movie, but I am still having my day's second delicious hot caffeinated beverage (just after 5:50 p.m.), and I still have some exercising that I feel I must enact before any T.V.
Simply said, I don't have the time for a movie. I do not wish to be still involved with it when my brother shows up from wherever he is presently drinking. Thus, I will await tomorrow for a movie.
Besides, I like having a couple of drinks with Christmas movies, and doing so would definitely make any intended exercising unlikely. I am 71 years old now ─ I cannot shirk scheduled exercise with impunity anymore.
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