An Interesting Very Early Morning Visit to Walmart Canada

Toward the end of yesterday's post I had conceded that if I went shopping early this morning, it would have to be to the nearest supermarket that I tend to visit (approximately 1¼ - 1½ miles from here), and not to Walmart Canada around a mile from here to see if I could find any suitable jeans.

Since I only shop on the weekends, to have gone shopping for jeans (I thought) would mean that I would have to do without (preferably organic) carrots until next weekend. And I like to try and eat a carrot a day.  

However, after publishing the post, I had it dawn upon me that of course Walmart Canada has a large grocery section ─ I could get my grocery basics there.

As I recall, I think that it was 9:48 p.m. when I put myself to bed last evening with an eye toward rising in the weest a.m. to get some work accomplished here at my computer. And as it was to happen, after some initial sleep, I found myself awake enough to be curious about the time at something like 12:08 a.m., so I soon enough rose and dressed.

My younger brother had not come home before my bedtime, and I discovered that he was still away. He must have opted to spend the night at the home of his girlfriend Bev (and yes, he did indeed do so).

I do not drive, so I would be walking to Walmart ─ which opens at 7 a.m. with its first hour devoted to seniors, the disabled, and those who are immunocompromised. I am 71 years old, so I endeavour to always take advantage of that initial hour whenever I got shopping.  

I would not be going anywhere if I sat up all night here at my computer, so around 4:15 a.m. I returned to bed after setting my cellphone's alarm for 5:45 a.m.

I had taken a melatonin tablet, but there was no certain improvement in my sleep ─ I have a dickens of a time falling asleep and also remaining there. Thus when my alarm sounded, I was hardly eager to rise; but the more time I wasted in bed, the less time I would have for the instant black (and unsweetened) cup of hot coffee that I would need. 

I am most adept at losing time on occasions like this. I became immersed in searching out videos relating to "the Great Reset" and the COVID-19 scamdemic / plandemic. Before I realized it, the time was 6:48 a.m. and I had yet to get fully prepared for my hike.

Once I was ready, I checked the time here at my computer ere heading downstairs to the front door ─ it was already 7 a.m. and I was only about to get my venture underway.

Nevertheless, I got the errand fulfilled despite having to walk to the store in a reasonably serious rain.

I managed to find two pairs of relatively inexpensive jeans (one blue and one black), but there were no heavy-duty denims in the size I wanted, so I had to do without. I also found the organic carrots I wanted, as well as two bags of a different type each of organic apples.

When I went to pay for my acquisitions, a young South Asian gal waved me over to her station. As it turned out, she was manning the self-service section ─ I hate those infernal things. Nevertheless, she stood there and practically did everything for me.

When we were nearly done, she then tentatively brought up the topic of me applying for a special Walmart Mastercard. This is another thing I hate ─ in recent years I have twice suffered through making such applications at two other entirely different stores simply because I was too weak to decline. I just never bothered activating the cards whenever they finally arrived.

My VISA card is the only credit card I need ─ may I never be so abysmally stupid as to ever get anywhere near its $30,000 credit limit!

This poor girl seemed very awkward about having to make the Mastercard presentation to me, so I didn't just shut her down like I was considering. And then she mustered up some confidence and mentioned some financial bonuses in using the card at the store.  

That got me pondering: What if I exclusively used it only when I shopped at Walmart Canada, and then straightaway paid it off online once I was back home? I could benefit from whatever bonuses came of using it, yet never have to face interest charges.

So I pointedly asked her if that was acceptable, and she enthusiastically agreed.

Give that condition, I acquiesced. 

But this application process was entirely different from any I have undergone before ─ I never saw an application form, nor did I have to sign anything. She did everything at her nearby checkout station, and only asked me a very few questions as she entered what information was on my B.C. identification card. 

As she was doing that, she suddenly exclaimed in clear surprise ─ was 1949 actually my birth year?!

When I confirmed that it was, and that I was indeed 71 ─ that was why I was at the store as early as I was ─ she seemed barely able to control her astonishment. It was actually slightly embarrassing, for she was so openly exclamatory about this.

Interestingly, she had been rather plain in appearance or looks, but her suddenly animated features and brilliantly sparkling eyes actually enhanced her attractiveness, and I realized how easy it would be to live in some Third World country as an older man and find myself involved with a much younger woman.  

Her youthful womanly exuberance was all rather intoxicating.

Anyway, she said to expect the card in three or four days. She also said that it was not often that someone was immediately qualified. Usually, applicants are told that a decision will be made in due course, and they will be notified in the mail as to whether or not they were going to be issued a card. Had I wanted, I could have charged up my purchases right there on the spot, even though I did not as yet have a Mastercard.

And so perhaps this is how I will henceforth pay for any shopping that I do at Walmart. There is not supposed to be any kind of annual fee associated with having an active card. I will use it to pay for any purchases, and then as soon as I am home I will go online and pay the balance off and still qualify for "Walmart Reward Dollars". 

Apparently I was issued $25 as my balance to get me started. From what I understand of these dollars, they can be used up in increments of $5 to pay for purchases. Since they otherwise have no actual cash value, fractional amounts of a $5 increment are not possible. Thus, if I was buying something for $23.42, I could only use $20 of these special dollars even if I still had another $5 in my account. I would have to cover the extra $3.42 that was above the $20 that I was able to apply towards my purchase. 

However, I don't know at what rate these special dollars are earned, although I did find this statement in doing some online researching:

You will earn 1% in Walmart Reward Dollars and an additional .25% in Walmart Reward Dollars for every dollar spent on Purchases (excluding purchases of prescription drugs) charged to a Card at Walmart retail locations in Canada or online at Walmart.ca.

This suggests to me that if I spent $100 in a purchase, then I ought to earn $1.25 to add to my balance of "Walmart Reward Dollars". If so, I can live with that.

Oh gosh, it is already well after 7 p.m. This post must get published to free me up for a small supper and maybe a little T.V., for I have to be all set to betake myself to bed once I espy my younger brother about to be arriving home from wherever he went this afternoon to ultimately start his daily drinking.

Early this afternoon he sat with me and watch most of a nearly two hour video that sweetheart Odessa Orlewicz and her husband Norbert streamed on this past Friday to their YouTube account Liberty Talk With Odessa. The same video titled Jan 29th - Want To Report A Federal Crime? Think again. Canada's Walls Are Closing In is also available at their BitChute account libertytalkcanada.

Enough ─ I must go! [And dang ─ I already hear my brother inside the front door.]

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My Day Undone by a Christmas Movie

I may have to quit watching Christmas movies in the evening ─ or on any day when I have something planned for early the next morning. Today has been an utter waste as a result of watching one last evening and having a can of strong (8% alcohol) beer and at least three ounces of amber or golden rum.

I have fallen too far out of practice with drinking. 

The movie I watched was 2012's Holiday High School Reunion, also apparently titled Christmas Crush.

Perhaps it was first named Holiday High School Reunion when there was that ridiculous push to do away with the word "Christmas" for being too Christian and thus offensive to other religions and atheists. Then when the fervour of that misdirected 'political correctness' died down, the movie was more properly renamed.

I missed out on learning why a high school would be having a reunion at Chrstmastime, however. That didn't make much sense. Most people who did not actually live in the town would hardly be caring to travel back there for their high school reunion if it was taking place at Christmas, would they?

I very much enjoyed the movie, even though I began wondering if I was only going to find myself well entertained and not be caught up in any of the emotion that I seek from Christmas movies.

That eventually did change, but not until late into the movie when the main character (played beautifully by actress Rachel Boston) who had been part of a four-member girl glee club, performed her solo for the attendees, singing 'O Holy Night'. That almost immediately affected me ─ and deeply, for I quite like that carol.

And of course, many more tears and pretty much open blubbering were to follow soon enough.

Rachel Boston looked to be in very good shape, and I felt that she had a superior set of legs over her three other glee club members ─ even hot Julia Voth. Julia Voth's character was intent on seducing her former teacher as portrayed by actor Harry Hamlin, and I think that the gist of things is that she succeeded.

I would like to think that they were to live happily ever after together, even though there was nothing about Harry Hamlin's character that I found was believably attractive to the hot former student who was around 34 years younger than he was.

I wouldn't mind watching this movie again next Christmas if my brother brings his girlfriend Bev here to celebrate the period for a couple of days straight like he usually does. She didn't join us two Christmases ago because she had to work on Boxing Day.

By the way, Marilu Henner was the only actress / actor in the movie I was expecting to see, for I don't tend to study up on movies I am going to watch ─ I like being surprised. However, I could not help but notice her name associated with the movie. 

Back in her Taxi T.V. years, I thought that she was remarkably hot. Note that she's about 2½ years younger than I am.

As for Rachel Boston, I can't say I have any prior familiarity with her.

While I was in the midst of watching the movie, my brother came home from wherever he had been drinking. Regardless, I was watching it upstairs here at my computer because I had not been able to find a working source for it through our Amazon TV Box. I mostly stood here in this room with the light off in order to become better immersed into the feature.

As it was, I think that I finally got to bed shortly before 10 p.m. And when later I was awake enough to check the time, it was (I believe) just after 1:30 a.m., so I rose with the intention of getting some work done here at my computer.

Alas, I got involved in trying to figure out how to download a JW Player video to put into a USB flash drive so that I could watch the video on T.V. via our Android TV Box at some point with my brother; but I failed abysmally, and wasted a huge amount of time. I also wore out my poor eyes.

In addition, I think that I must have been into a hangover.

I had meant to get out early in the a.m. before daybreak so that I could do some early (i.e., as soon after 7 a.m. as possible) shopping at the Walmart around a mile from here, so I was going to return to bed around 3:30 a.m. or soon after with my cellphone's alarm set for 5:45 a.m., since I would have to walk to the store (I do not drive).

But by the time I was into my bedroom, I was feeling so overwhelmingly rough that I cancelled the alarm and just went to bed to sleep as long as I possibly could. I had already realized that my day was probably lost.

It was, of course.

I may not have risen thereafter until maybe 8 a.m., but I had been awake often enough earlier. My brother was not to rise until nigh 10 a.m., by which time I decided that I could handle a wee bit of exercise out in the backyard toolshed. I was back into the house around the time that he had come downstairs following a shower.

My youngest stepson was up before I was, for he had to go to work a while later.

I suppose that had I been feeling haler, I likely would have watched some T.V. late in the morning with my brother, but I declined too much. Around 11 a.m. I returned to bed, and remained there until just about 1:30 p.m., I reckon. My brother had only then gone to his bedroom for some rest before soon leaving for the afternoon to eventually resume his daily drinking somewhere.

The day has been overcast, and there have been some very light periods of rain. 

I seem to have the time to watch another Christmas movie, but I don't dare. I cannot lose tomorrow on top of today.

I had considered doing the non-grocery shopping tomorrow morning that I had planned on this morning, but I fear that I am going to have to maintain my alternate plan to do some grocery shopping tomorrow as was previously scheduled, or else I will have to wait until next weekend. I simply cannot bear being abroad during the busy workweek, so early Saturday and Sunday morning are all I have for these shopping expeditions.

I am presently late into my latter afternoon, and I have just finished having my day's first meal. I would like to adhere to what remains of the day's scheduled exercising, so I am going to first have a lie-down to facilitate the assimilation of that meal.

Since I do not expect that there will be anything further that will develop in my day, I might as well publish this post. 

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💀☠💀☠💀☠ Microsoft PC Software Class Action Settlement for Canadians

After my late evening napping session yesterday, into the midnight hour I was again up and soon at work here at my computer. In the main I was supplying content into the post I have under development at one of my two hosted websites, but I could have added more than I did if only I could manage not to allow myself to get distracted.

I believe that it was shortly after 2:30 a.m. when my wife arrived home. Her eldest son was still up, so she had the 26-year-old to discourse with awhile. But even after she came upstairs, she and I never said aught to one another.

I tend to take my cue from her. If she cares not to venture discourse with me, then I usually withdraw from her. Such is our sorry marriage.

I don't exactly recall now, but I think that I may have finally returned to bed toward 5 a.m. Yet my morning began shortly after 8:30 a.m. when I came here to my computer in the small room next to my bedroom. My younger brother was already downstairs with the T.V., but he was involved with his usual Friday morning laundry.

I remained upstairs until nearly 10 a.m. before going downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee; and then with that unsweetened drink in hand, I joined my brother with the intention of watching a movie via our Android TV Box.

Alas, the movie I selected turned out to be one that he had already seen, and I didn't have a backup in mind. Consequently, we were to watch some other fare, most of which was of negligible value. This was to take us to almost 1:10 p.m. at which point my brother went upstairs to his bedroom ─ I thought he meant to rest ere readying himself to head away for the afternoon to end up drinking somewhere.

I was wrong, though. Instead of resting, he apparently began readying straightaway and soon bade me a goodbye.

That was about all that I had gotten from my wife earlier when she left for work just after 11 a.m. Normally that is her start time at the Thai restaurant where she works part-time (Fridays are usually her regular full day), so I can only suspect that she was going to be late.

She had come downstairs around 10:30 a.m. or a little later, issuing a general good morning to my brother and I as we sat watching T.V.; but I was alone in the living room when she left, so I expect that she felt obliged to say a quiet goodbye as she headed for the front door. 

Yes, it affected me; but the sensitivity wore off fast enough as T.V. offered its distractions.

In the mid-afternoon I suffered a different setback of my own making that I shall not deign to speak of, but it delayed me from a much needed nap until just after 5 p.m. This was far too late, and I knew that it was going to result in a loss of the scheduled exercise session that I had planned to tackle. After all, I was not to rise from my nap until after 6 p.m. feeling far from refreshed. 

I have just finished the hot caffeinated beverage that I felt to be necessary, but it is not yet an hour since I rose from that nap, and I still feel stuffed from my day's first meal in the mid-afternoon. As a result, my supper is only going to be comprised of some extra old cheddar cheese, and maybe a whole large organic orange ─ along with a quantity of nutritional supplements, of course.

I feel too uncomfortably full to exercise, so I will not. What I do feel like is having a couple or so cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer while I watch a Christmas movie here at my computer. I had tried to watch the same movie a couple of days ago on T.V. using our Android TV Box, but the only sources for it that I located were not yielding the movie. 

So I searched for an online source for it just prior to starting this post, and I seem to have found one.

And with that said, I want to get this post finished so that I can watch the feature and have at those beers to help remove my distaste for my earlier misconduct.

As for supper, I will first get the cheese and the orange to have here at my computer, for I want to eat ahead of 8 p.m. and it is already 7 p.m. as I type these words. I intermittently fast, so I won't be taking in any further calories (apart from the beer) until early tomorrow afternoon.  

I have very early morning plans for tomorrow ─ I want to visit the Walmart about a mile from here as soon after its 7 a.m. opening as I possibly can. I do not drive, so I will be walking. For several weeks I have been considering ordering some heavy duty Wrangler jeans online, for I know of nowhere anywhere near me where I can purchase any.

Unfortunately, the reviews I see in Amazon.ca for any of the jeans invariably include negative ones disparaging the quality of the jeans as being substandard, or else the sizes are completely wrong.

Since it seems that I am unlikely to find the true quality Wrangler brand online ─ it would be chancy ─ I might as well just go and shop for jeans at Walmart and hope that I can find a few of any brand that are not expensive and that are the '34 waist - 34 leg' size that I will be seeking.

The last thing I want to mention is my disappointment with a Canadian website purporting to issue money relating to a class action lawsuit against Microsoft. Two key statements concerning the Microsoft products that would qualify a Canadian for any money are as follows:

Proof of purchase or additional verification is not required if your total claim under this Part is for $250.00 CAD or less (required if more than $250.00 CAD). 

Complete the form below for each of the eligible Microsoft products listed below that you purchased between December 23, 1998 and March 11, 2010 (inclusive). Include any software pre-loaded on a PC that you purchased during this time period.

Well, in my case, I bought my first computer in January 2000, and I believe that it was loaded with Windows 98. My next computer ─ whose date of purchase now escapes me ─ was loaded with Windows XP. Both products qualify.

But then things got complicated as I progressed along with the online claim form.

I still have both computers stored away, but one of them no longer has its memory ─ I removed that memory stick or whatever one would call it ─ 64M SDRAM.  

Mind, I still do have that piece of memory, but I would hate to have to try and reinstall it into the computer just to fire it up in order to access its basics or specifics (specs). 

Other complications are that I now have no idea where it was that I bought the January 2000 computer, nor even the second machine. 

I made a weak bid to at least claim the first computer, but after struggling through the questions, I discovered that all its Windows 98 would be worth to me as a reimbursement would be a measly $13 ─ and that would be only if I responded adequately to all of the required questions.

So the Windows XP would likely only be worth another $13, but I just didn't have the heart to bother to find out ─ I had wasted enough time trying to figure out what to say concerning the first computer.

The reimbursements are simply too complicated for this 71-year-old. Heck, I don't even remember what other Microsoft products either computer might have come supplied with.

Might you be in a better position to lay a claim for your share of the class action lawsuit? 

Your Old Software Owes You Money

Did you buy PC versions of Microsoft MS-DOS, Windows, Office, Word, Works, and/or Excel between 1998 and 2010 for use in Canada?  If so, you might be eligible for compensation.

Make a claim to get up to $250 cash for individual licenses or get up to $650 in vouchers for Volume Licenses without proof of purchase.

If you think so, then go here: ThatSuiteMoney.ca.

I gave up.

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Former Disgraced Governor General Julie Payette Can Stick Taxpayers With Her Office Expenses for Life

My wife had gotten home last evening at some point during my latter evening napping period, but I don't know who arrived home first ─ her or my younger brother who had bused off to drink at a pub with one or two of his drinking buddies.

I had lain down around 9:15 p.m. while fully clothed and covered over with just a blanket (the bedroom can get fairly cool, for we keep the window open 10 - 12 inches year-round). After all, I intended to be rising in a while anyway, for I spend the earliest a.m. hours here at my computer working on things that I am unable to find time for during the day.

And I did rise later, but I was subpar ─ far too much inadequate actual sleep of late. It felt like I was courting the onset of an eyestrain headache all the time I was up. Nevertheless, I was probably up until 4:30 a.m. or so.

Yet notwithstanding that, my morning commenced approximately four hours later, but at least I had experienced some needed restoration toward what passes for normalcy for me.

My brother was downstairs with the T.V. on, but I didn't join him until about 10 a.m. Yesterday I had recorded three videos to a USB flash drive and I wanted to lead off our viewing with those via our Android TV Box.

This was actually the first time that I accessed the flash drive just by using the MX Player that is downloaded into the Box ─ it is my preferred player (if I am actually remembering and referencing the correct one). I only this week discovered that I could actually access a flash drive just by using that player.

What proved to be a bonus was that I didn't really have any real intention to play the videos in any specific order, so when I started the first of them, the player seamlessly played right through them all. Had I not known better, I would have thought that I was watching one single very long video ─ I am sure that's likely what my brother thought, for I never explained what I had on tap for us. He had no idea that I had recorded three different videos.

Anyway, the longest of them was 1½ hours ─ an interview of Patrick Wood by British "writer, journalist and broadcaster" James Delingpole. It was titled Technocracy and the Great Reset. That's the BitChute source, but it's also available on YouTube here at present.

To be honest, I was somewhat surprised that my brother never complained about that video throughout the long interview. That's encouraging to me.

I still have not tried to use the BitSlide 'app' that I downloaded into our Box yesterday. It's a BitChute 'app' that affords access to BitChute videos just as does the YouTube 'app' to YouTube videos. What I think I will do is save the flash drive for shorter videos, recording at least three for any one sitting; and watch the others that are an hour or more by using the BitSlide or YouTube 'apps', depending upon which of them is hosting the videos I am after.

Incidentally, for anyone who might not realize it, there is an unofficial YouTube 'app' that mirrors the YouTube 'app', but which does not have any of those infernal commercials that the official 'app' drowns everyone with. But at this moment I cannot recall what the name of the 'app' is ─ I would have to go downstairs, turn on the T.V. and the Android TV Box, and locate the 'app'. At the moment, I am possessed by too much inertia.

Okay, what I next want to write about concerns Canadian taxpayers, and the recently resigned Liberal 'workplace' bully Julie Payette. By all reports, she created a 'toxic workplace environment', and I have had to work in one such office that almost drove me to suicide because of the wretched woman who was my supervisor ─ she had even threatened to see to it that I lost my job in the federal government, along with any pension I ever hoped to receive.

My brother first mentioned this horrid waste of taxpayer money to me a day or two ago, but this morning I was forwarded the following by a chap I know who lives in a neighbouring province ─ it is a petition that I feel any taxpayer who reads about it ought to jump at the chance to add his or her name:

The governor general expense accounts are even worse than we thought.
 
Julie Payette can stick taxpayers with her office expenses for life after stepping down as governor general. Those bills get big. Adrienne Clarkson has racked up more than a million dollars in expenses after leaving office in 2005.
 
But here’s the mind blowing news: this isn’t just a lifetime expense account. It lasts longer than that. The estate of a former governor general can keep billing taxpayers for office expense for six months after they die.
 
You read that right.
 
You’re actually stuck paying a governor general’s office expenses for six more months after they die!
 
The Canadian Taxpayers Federation’s investigative journalist, James Wood, dug up the government’s report on these perks. There it was in black and white. The report highlights a provision that provides support measures “to the estate of a former Governor General for six months after (their) death.”

It's not like retired governors general are being thrown out on the street when they leave office: they already get an annual pension worth $149,000.

There is no way they should be allowed to bill taxpayers for up to $206,000 a year in office expenses after they’ve retired.
 
It’s a crazy policy and it needs to be eliminated immediately.
 
In the past few days, tens of thousands of Canadians have signed our PETITION calling on Prime Minister Justin Trudeau to put an end to this shameful policy.
 
Will you join us?
 
Just click this link:
 
https://www.taxpayer.com/petitions/cut-off-expenses-when-a-governor-general-leaves-office
 
Trudeau promised to “review” this very policy two years ago. He’s had this report for more than a year and never made it public.
 
The time for reviewing is over - it’s time for action.

Amen to that!

My wife has not had to work today, so my blogging time is limited. I am going to stop here because I still have some exercising that I want to tackle. She did go out this early afternoon after I had sought a needed nap, but she returned while I have been at work upon this post.

She is now busy in the kitchen preparing supper, so in good conscience I'm going to call a halt on blogging for today and go and have some communication with her.

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BitChute Video Problems in Our Android TV Box

It seems that my younger brother is committed to having some drinking buddy of his get around to installing a torch on roof to our backyard toolshed despite an article I revealed to him this morning that warned against such roofing.

I have no idea what the ultimate charge will be once the agreement is settled, but at least it's a small toolshed with a sloped roof of the gable variety; and it is not our actual home that is going to receive the treatment.

I had him look at the article around 8:45 a.m., incidentally. Then around 9 a.m. he alerted me that it was snowing rather vigourously outside. Unlike our previous bid to snow early this past Sunday morning, there was no rain mixed into it, so we thought that we might be in for some Winter at last. We've only had one fall of snow that lasted for a few days ─ that was within a few days of the arrival of Christmas, and maybe two inches' worth at best.

My youngest stepson had to head off to work in the falling snow this morning, and I later learned that he was hoping it was going to snow all day.

But it did not. It turned to rain just as some of the surfaces out there were beginning to blanket with white; and by midday nothing of it remained anywhere.

I want to update on our Vizio T.V. and the turning off of its 'surround sound' in a bid to do away with the atrocious blaring of music and sound effects on T.V. shows that are so loud that the volume has to be at a setting that makes hearing conversation extremely difficult.

I bought that T.V. back in the Summer of 2008, by the way ─ it's still going strong.

Anyway, I got a chance to put the adjustment to the test when I was watching T.V. with my brother late this morning via our Android TV Box. I first tuned in the seventh season premiere of Arrow; and then the fourth season premiere of Supergirl.  Both series are well known as having this faulty sound issue ─ booming background effects, but indistinct conversation at the same sound level.

Well, I am pleased to say that removing the surround sound feature did minimize the sound effects and music. However, another problem with these series is that the speech always comes through as being muffled, and this has not changed. It is evidently an issue with how the shows have been recorded and dubbed. Poor workmanship, basically. Too much attention has been given to visuals and explosive sound effects and music; and very little attention to the delivery of quality dialogue sound.

Such a deep shame.

When I watch latter morning / midday shows with my brother, I like to try and lead the viewing off with one or more videos related to the Great Reset and the SARS-CoV-2 pandemic scam (better named "the scamdemic" or "the plandemic").

This morning was no different, but I have come to realize that the browser 'apps' that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box ─ and I have at least four browser 'apps' ─ just will not play BitChute videos anymore. 

This afternoon while browsing the Web to understand why this might be, I discovered that I have been wasting my time by trying to tune in the videos with any Web browsers ─ there are actually a couple of 'apps' for BitChute just like there are YouTube 'apps'.

I don't know why this never occurred to me before.

I've downloaded one into our Box called BitSlide. 

That website links to this download site: https://app.bitchute.com/bitslide/. And when I went there, I saw this:

I don't know if that screenshot will open up well enough for you or not ─ it looks very small there in my post.

At any rate, I could see that the two 'apk' packages there seemed to be identical, so I opted to download the one given the longer title of bitslide_1_19_0_1.apk.

And it seems to be what I needed, but I won't know until I give it a run.  

After I downloaded it was when I discovered that there is actually a genuine BitChute 'app' as shown at this APKpure.com link: BitChute. However, unlike the BitSlide 'app' that can also be found at APKpure.com here, the BitChute 'app' has not been updated since January of last year, whereas the BitSlide 'app' has just recently been updated and has had many other recent updates over the course of 2020.

Oh my gosh, it is almost 7 p.m. ─ I want to watch a Christmas movie and have a beer or two, so I have to get this post finished. My brother bused away to a pub to hook up with one or more of his drinking buddies, so I do not expect him back until after 9 p.m.  

This is my one day of the week in which I have much reasonable assurance of seeing such a movie.

At least I have weaned myself of listening to Christmas music when I sit up overnight here at my computer working on different tasks. I now tune in Megaton Cafe Radio which plays music spanning from the 1920s all the way throughout the 1950s.

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Muffled or Indistinct T.V. Conversations Are Epidemic

Just as was yesterday's post, this one will also be short.

I was to bed early last evening ─ ere quite 9 p.m. But I was fully clothed, and only covered over with a blanket. My wife was home, and I only intended to get in what napping I could until my younger brother (who was not yet home from wherever he was drinking) had himself gone to his bedroom for the night.

That was to occur during the midnight hour. I was awake when my brother came upstairs and shut himself up into his bedroom. And when I emerged from my own bedroom, I could see that my wife was ensconced here in the small room where I keep my computer ─ a small room immediately next to our bedroom.

So I went downstairs to the dining table where our laptop is set up. I have it configured so that its keyboard types in Thai for the benefit of my wife, so I had to do some research on how to revert it to English for me to use. However, my wife exited the computer room before I worked out the conversion, so I went back upstairs and was soon at work here.

One of the tasks I had before me was to work at adding content into the post I am slowly developing at one of my two hosted websites. Unfortunately, I recognized that I was subpar in well-being, and not likely to accomplish everything I wanted to get done if I endured on the post and supplied the amount of content that I had meant to add to the post, so I had to curtail my efforts.

Of late I have been operating with less sleep than I should be achieving, and this fact is telling. Yesterday morning, it was one or two minutes after 10 a.m. when I checked the time and had to hurriedly rise, for I always join my brother around that time during weekdays to put our Android TV Box into action to watch some shows with him for three or so hours. (He doesn't understand how to operate the Android TV Box.)

And so after sitting up for several hours overnight, I had returned to bed around 4 a.m. this early morning feeling quite overwrought, and initially I even contemplated the 'horror' of being so overtired that falling asleep mightn't even be possible ─ to my utter undoing.

But sleep did eventually come my way. Nevertheless, I was awake again a few minutes past 8 a.m., but too uneasy to be able to seek further sleep for concern of repeating yesterday's sleep-in. And thus it was that ere quite 8:30 a.m., I rose and came here to my computer.

My brother was not yet up, but he soon enough was.

And by 10 a.m. I went downstairs to join him where he was watching T.V. in the living room. My wife rose before too terribly long and was soon in the kitchen at work on preparing some cooking for everyone to enjoy later.

My main agenda was to tune in the latest video by Odessa Orlewicz of Liberty Talk Canada, but they are behind in uploading their videos to that BitChute account. Instead, I tuned in the video titled Feed The Poor And Get Fines And A Little Fun With FordNation Lockdowns at their YouTube account Liberty Talk With Odessa.

It is likely only a matter of time before they lose that account at YouTube, so I hate linking to it for that reason. This is their second account there ─ they lost their first account after being shut down in censorship by YouTube, so I feel that it will be inevitable that the same thing is going to befall their present account.

The video my brother and I watched was certainly interesting enough, but most of it featured an interview with 13-year-old Phoenix Scott and her mother who were involved in the group cited in this lying CBC.ca article: 5 charged with violating emergency laws at Woodstock anti-lockdown protest.

The truth is that there was no "protest". The Project Phoenix group were out simply to donate clothing and other items ─ as well as provide food and hot coffee ─ to homeless people in the area. The police and the lying CBC reporters have spun the group's charitable efforts into something sinister in order to legitimize the cops' actions.

In fact, there were few homeless people courageous enough to attend the handouts because they had already been forewarned by police that they had better not show up or they would be facing fines they obviously could never afford, and the implication was also there that they might end up in jail. 

This is the sort of state that has become of Doug Ford's premiership in Ontario.

To repeat: the Project Phoenix people were protesting absolutely nothing. They were there simply to distribute items ─ essentials ─ needed by the homeless. But Project Phoenix were doing so sans face masks. However, there is as yet no law against being outdoors in Ontario without one, so nothing illegal was going on.

Or so was the gist of Odessa Orlewicz's interview with Phoenix and her mom.

What badly detracted from the interview was that the audio for Phoenix and her mother was so muted that it was impossible to always hear what they were saying. Yet Odessa's voice was loud and clear ─ to have raised the T.V. volume to properly hear the interviewees would have caused Odessa's voice to be booming, so we had to leave the volume where it was. 

It was quite a shame.

And speaking of volume, why is it that so many T.V. series have such muffled dialogue, no matter how loud the volume might be? And the music and sound effects are deafening.

We've fallen well behind in keeping up with The CW superhero series, so after watching Odessa's interview, I tuned in an episode of Preacher and then the first episode of season five of The Flash. The episode was titled "Nora" and featured the adult daughter of Barry Allen and Iris.

That bad vocal sound quality was rampant and ruined what could have been a far more potent programme emotionally if only more care was placed in the sound production. 

I was able to figure out how to turn off the 'surround sound' of our VIZIO T.V. after we had finished watching our shows ─ I had read that as one possible recommendation to correct the sound issue. So I reckon that tomorrow we will discover if it will have done any good.

Anyway, while watching The Flash episode, the actress portraying Nora looked really cute and oddly familiar. I now realize that she ─ Jessica Parker Kennedy ─ is also a regular thus far in the first two episodes of Black Sails, a series my brother and I just recently began watching.

I will be mentioning this to my brother when next we watch either of the two series.

But enough of T.V. ─ I must get this post finished and published, for I have to clear away my evening for an early escape to bed.

My wife had to work this afternoon ─ a 4 p.m. start. 

The only other thing worth speaking of ─ apart from a fairly sunny day ─ is that the chap my brother was expecting to come by yesterday to check out the roof of our backyard's small toolshed, came by fairly early this afternoon instead.

I discovered a few weeks back that the shed had sprung a leak in the roof.

This chap ─ one of my brother's many drinking cronies ─ does some work in the field of roofing. He showed up with a younger fellow, and I saw the three out in the backyard investigating the shed. In all, our visitors were here maybe 10 minutes, and never even bothered to actually climb up onto the roof.

My brother was supposed to get an estimate from the guy later today after he had "crunched some numbers".

What we do know is that the fella intends to push for something I believe must be "torch-on" roofing, from what I understood from my brother. Well, I have just found this article at TechProRoofing.ca titled Reasons Why Torch On Roofing Should Be Banned.

I will bring my brother's attention to the article tomorrow when he's sober.

All I had thought we needed to do was get one of those very large blue (green?) tarpaulins and shroud the roof with that ─ or maybe do the same thing with a huge sheet of that heavy-duty clear plastic. 

Okay ─ enough for today!

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Some Thoughts on Lilyhammer

I only have time for the briefest of posts. My wife arrived home last night around 12:40 a.m., and although she did go out on errands a couple of times today, she did not have to work, and so she has been largely home.

In other words, I have had limited blogging time.

I don't think there is any trace now of the bit of snow that fell yesterday.

My younger brother was expecting one of the guys he sometimes drinks with to come by midday or so to check out the roof of our backyard toolshed ─ it recently sprang a leak. Apparently this guy suggested he could repair it for a couple of hundred dollars or so.

But although I sat with my brother from just after 10 a.m. until 2 p.m. watching T.V., the guy never showed up. But at least we finally watched the final two episodes of Lilyhammer. 

We liked the series, but the main Mob character as played by Steven Van Zandt seemed to take a considerably heavier turn. I think everyone always knew that the guy was essentially a hardened criminal, but he seemed to have a reasonably good heart. He did not indiscriminately hurt people. 

Yet in those two final episodes we saw him lead his gang to brutally beat an innocent man because his main henchman, bumbling Torgeir, misidentified the victim's car as being the one to have killed the father (a hit-and-run accident) of Frank-the-gangster's former Norwegian sweetheart Sigrid (with whom he had twins, I believe). 

It seems that Torgeir is colourblind and could not tell that the car he believed to have been the killing machine was actually red and not green like the model he was supposed to be looking for.

So they badly put the boots to a rather small, innocent man, leaving him lying motionless on the ground before it was realized that his car was red and not green.

I expect that from there the gang just took off and never made any attempts at reparation with the poor soul they badly kicked and beat into unconsciousness or even worse.

Then toward the end of the final episode, Frank-the-gangster has his 'boys' kill sex addict Jan, who was really quite disgusting. I can't say that it was any kind of loss, but it was still an execution / murder that Frank ordered and then left his men to commit. 

That was not the Frank of earlier episodes. He would never have laid that kind of deadly responsibility upon his crew.

One of the final scenes of that last episode was of Torgeir ─ who was prone to delusions as a result of a cerebral blood clot, and who had gone away with his pregnant girlfriend to try their hands at being alpaca farmers ─ having a 'vision' of some grey-haired guy reading something aloud. 

I think the actor playing the grey-haired person in the delusion was Alan Ford, but I remember nothing of the character he played earlier in the series (someone known as 'Uncle Terry').

Torgeir's previous 'visions' had always been of a sleazy and extremely violent English gangster played by the same actor (Paul Kaye) who was the kooky wizard in the T.V. series Zapped. (My brother and I also remember the actor as having had a role in Game of Thrones where he was also far less comedic than he was in Zapped.)  

But we have no idea why this last figment of Torgeir's blood-clotted brain would suddenly be cropping up or materializing into Torgeir's imagination.

A lot was left hanging in the finale that had no explanation as to outcome. Things like this tend to detract from a series overall, but obviously it was not the fault of those involved in producing it. They all did not just decide to drop everything and quit the series.

I've got to stop for today ─ I am out of time.

A Wee Bit of Snow

As was usual, last evening I headed directly for bed as soon as I realized that my younger brother was home from wherever he had been drinking. It may have been in the neighbourhood of 8:40 p.m. at the time.

The best that I can hope for is some napping as I pass the latter evening, waiting until he has retired for the night so that I can rise and perform some work here at my computer. After a couple such slips into slumber, I remember being awake again and checking the time around 10:30 p.m.

I may thereafter have managed another brief nap, but I reached a state where sleep no longer felt possible, and it was only 11:15 p.m. or so. Fortunately, of late my brother has been heading off to his bedroom for the night well ahead of midnight, and such was the case last evening.

The overall plan was not to be up past 3 a.m., for I needed some further bed rest if I had any hope of leaving home afoot (I do not drive) as soon after 6 a.m. as possible so that I could make the 5.625-mile round trip hike to the nearest Real Canadian Superstore outlet (Google Map) to try and arrive there fast after its 7 a.m. opening.   

With that settled upon, I did indeed find myself back in bed around that time, and my cellphone alarm was set for 5:15 a.m. ─ I would need sufficient occasion after rising in which I could have a cup of hot black instant coffee to assist in my normalization.

I had noticed that the street outside was wet, so I knew that it was or had been lightly raining. We've not had any rain for three or four days.

As I recall, it was 6:08 a.m. once I had set off in the wet and chilly dark, a very cold and ever so light spray of rain in effect. I was actually feeling better than I have felt in some while, for I had managed to get my stun gun flashlight to turn on.

Months ago, I discovered that the toggle safety switch no longer seemed able to activate the device, try as I did to power it on. And I have since tried on numerous occasions. But even though I deemed the flashlight useless, for some reason I never quite galvanized myself to discard it.

It was while I was having that coffee early this a.m. that I was checking out various self-defence gadgets such as similar flashlights at several Canadian websites, that I took the flashlight in hand and ─ after pushing inward on the safety switch as I moved it into the position to power on the flashlight ─ the light came on!  

And so I now had it to carry with me ─ along with the tactical pen that I always have in a pants pocket when I go anywhere. 

Anyway, quite early into my walk ─ I hadn't travelled a mile as yet ─ my hands had become too cold to have them bared in the very fine rain, and so I put on a pair of gloves I had with me. It seemed at that juncture that the rain actually seemed to have the appearance of very wet snow. 

By the time I was perhaps two-thirds into my trip, it became apparent that there was most definitely snow in the rain, for the pavement was starting to be blanketed with white, and my footing somewhat slick and unsure. 

However, I was into the store within 10 minutes following its opening, and I quickly got my shopping done. Alas, I had neglected to check my financial institution's balance for my debit card account, so I was unsure how much I could comfortably spend. At best I doubted that I had $100 in the account, and there might not even have been $75 in it.

As a result, I omitted some items I otherwise would have bought, but I did acquire what I deemed were essentials.

At least my burden homeward was reasonably comfortable to tote (I had brought two bags for that purpose).

I was back home before quite 8:40 a.m., feeling quite good about myself. After all, I had just a mere 12 hours earlier undergone the four-mile round trip hike to a government liquor store for two dozen cans of beer and two 750-ml bottles of wine. 

Notwithstanding, I now have a dilemma on my hands: What do I do about my stun gun flashlight? Do I risk turning off the power (the safety power switch is quite separate from the flashlight's on / off button), or do I just leave it on all of the time and let it be a constant drain on the rechargeable battery?  

Or is the safety switch irrelevant where any drain on the rechargeable battery is concerned?

I have no idea. I will leave things as they are for the present, and endeavour with considerable vigour to remember not to be careless with the flashlight where I have it resting upon the desk that this computer's monitor is situated. 

Around 9:30 a.m. this morning I sought a nap. My brother was up by then. 

I was somewhat disappointed to rouse from my nap and discover that barely an hour had passed since I made that return to bed. Considering how luxurious it felt to just be lying there, I don't exactly understand why I was not still slumbering. My body was virtually tingling from my recent exertions.

I rose after a few minutes, and came directly downstairs to boil up some water for my day's second black instant coffee. And then I joined my brother, who was watching T.V. My hope was that he would invite me to put our Android TV Box into operation, for I had a video in mind. 

Instead, at 11 a.m. he tuned in a Nova episode. It did not interest me, so after a few minutes I began to return upstairs to my computer. I think that motivated my brother to explain that he was going to have to leave and pick up his girlfriend Bev so they could go to a pub and watch her favourite NFL team the Green Bay Packers to contest for the right to play in the Super Bowl.

In other words, he was not at liberty to sit and watch anything on T.V. for any length of time. And by 11:40 a.m., he was away on the drive to her home a couple of miles from here.

I resisted a desire to try for another nap, and instead broke my fast with one of my delicious hot caffeinated beverages. This at least helped me fight the oppressive stiffness and overall physical ennui that I find myself in, and I managed to force my way through a little strenuous exercising.

And that finally cleared the way for me to have my day's first of just two meals.

As I type these words at 3:10 p.m., the precipitation of the morning has continued as a blend of snow and rain. The ground is trying hard to blanket itself with white, but there is just enough rain to keep the blanket looking very skimpy.

I think my eldest stepson, the 26-year-old, went off in the early afternoon with friends to snowboard at Cypress Mountain. He said naught to me in leaving, but my brother had earlier mentioned that it was the lad's intention.

And so I have been left with just my youngest stepson (23 years old) to share the house. 

Since that essentially brings me up to the present, I do believe that I will now take a break and see if I can manage a nap.

oooooooooooooo

My afternoon is about at an end. The snow seems to be losing out, for there may even be less of it on the ground now than when I made my earlier report. Nevertheless, perhaps with the coming of night, conditions will become colder and the rain then become snow.

It's exceedingly odd that we've only had one small falling of the stuff this season ─ two inches at very most several days ahead of Christmas. I can't yet believe that we'll get away without having some more serious snowfall before Spring's arrival.

The days are becoming markedly longer ─ of course, it's been just over a month since we had our shortest day of the year. So naturally they have been getting longer ever since.

Well, I've had my nap, as may be imagined; and nothing else has taken place that is worth mentioning. Perhaps I will just call it quits for today and get this effort published and out of the way.

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An Unusually Late Hike to the Government Liquor Store

As I type these words at 1:17 p.m., today has gone nothing like I had planned. But I will get into that explanation as this narrative expands.

I managed to watch a good Christmas movie early last evening ─ one that can easily enough be located on YouTube, so I will not link to any specific one of those sources (I used the YouTube 'app' that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box to allow me to watch the movie on T.V.).

The movie was the 2012 feature Christmas Angel. It was better than I had thought it would turn out to be.

This was the sort of Christmas movie that had nothing to do with Santa or elves ─ Santa wasn't even mentioned, in fact. It was focused instead on the Christian elements we attribute to Christmas. 

One thing that quickly struck me was how well acted this movie was. Sometimes I wondered if maybe some of the expressions and interactions / reactions were ad libbed, for they seemed so realistic and natural. It didn't seem possible that every one of them were written into the script. 

I knew that Della Reese was in the movie, but I was not aware of any of the other actors ─ I like to surprise myself. Incidentally, poor Della did not look even remotely healthy. Perhaps this helped make her role so believable as a recluse undergoing 'secret' throat cancer treatments in an old house her doctor (very nicely portrayed by Kevin Sorbo) owned and had set her up in.

I've liked Kevin ever since his Hercules: The Legendary Journeys T.V. role as the title character ─ he was nicely built, and has such a friendly, handsome countenance. It's a little difficult to see that the actor is 62 years old now. But then, I have trouble accepting that I'm 71.

I guess the central character in the movie was likely the very likeable young girl played by actress Izabela Vidovic, whom I was unfamiliar with. But I see now that she is of course a young woman, and has small recurring roles in recent Supergirl and iZombie seasons, as well as roles in other T.V. series. I'm going to have to try and retain a familiarity with her name.

Her T.V. mom in this movie was actress Teri Polo, whose name has a vaguely familiar ring to it, but I have absolutely no certainty as to why. She was most definitely fetching in her role ─ I would have gone for her if I had Kevin Sorbo's character's spot in some alternate reality.

Over the course of the movie I had a can of strong (8% alcohol) beer and at least a couple of ounces of amber or golden rum. But it seems to me that I was sensibly to bed just ahead of 9 p.m. with an eye to be getting up during the midnight hour to get some work done here at my computer after my younger brother ─ who was not yet home ─ had put himself to bed.

Well, after some napping, I was awake enough to be wondering on the time, and a check revealed that it was possibly around 11:15 p.m. My brother was still up (I could hear the T.V.), so I sought a return to some further sleep. Then around 11:20 p.m., I recognized the likely sounds of my brother making ready to come upstairs to his bedroom for the night.

And when he did do so, I was freed up to rise and come here to my computer. My primary task was to supply content to the post I am developing at one of my two hosted websites, and I managed to achieve the maximum quota that I was hoping for. However, it was by then around 4 a.m., and I was feeling unusually taxed.

It was my intention to try and get away early in the morning to hike to the nearest government liquor store (Google Map) two miles from here to arrive there as soon after its 9:30 a.m. opening as I could manage. 

I returned to bed for some further sleep. When next I was to check the time after realizing that it was broad daylight outside, it was something like 8:25 a.m. If I wanted to make that hike (I do not drive), I would need to leave here by 9 a.m. or so.

I rose, but I was dreadfully ill-slept. Neither were my eyes properly rested. My youngest stepson was up (he probably had to soon leave for work), but no one else was. And the day was brilliantly sunny out side.

I fast realized that a cup of instant coffee was not going to be sufficiently reviving. In fact, in my mind I had already scotched the hike as any achievable early project. And I returned to bed.

Things might have been different if the day had been gloomy, with possibly some light rain. There was no way that I could handle being out in such a glaring day that would see an unusual amount of other people abroad.

Back in bed, sleep came and went in successions. A point came where I was about to shift positions once again for another bout of sleep when I decided to peek at the time ─ it was 11:15 a.m.

That almost seemed impossible, for I knew that I could still continue to log in time there in bed if I chose to ─ this capacity was not normal for me at all.

So I rose, but I was unduly groggy and still weary. Nevertheless, I came downstairs for that black instant coffee I never had earlier. And then I joined my brother in the living room where he was watching a KCTS programme called Longevity Paradox with Steven Gundry, MD. 

Have you ever wondered why some people live such long, active lives, while so many of us struggle as we get older? Many people have this question, Dr. Steven Gundry has the shocking answer! 

In The Longevity Paradox, Dr. Gundry shares informative, life-changing information with us and shows us a step-by-step easy approach to help us all feel better and more youthful today, no matter your age. Dr. Gundry will teach us what is causing faster aging, how and why some people live long active lives well into their 90s. Dr. Gundry will also debunk five of the biggest myths about aging. 

The Longevity Paradox with Steven Gundry, MD is based on the latest science as well as from experiences of everyday people -- people who have suffered from autoimmune diseases, obesity, diabetes, digestive problems, inflammation, heart attacks, joint pain, brain fog, or premature aging. Feeling sluggish, worn out, and ill are all things of the past. Dr. Gundry is here to help save us from all of the ailments of aging that lurk around every corner. 

Dr. Steven Gundry was once a professor and chairman of cardiothoracic surgery at Loma Linda University School of Medicine. In the year 2000, Dr. Gundry realized he could save many more lives with prevention rather than surgery so he started his own practice dedicated to using diet to reverse and prevent chronic illness. Since then, Dr. Gundry has shown thousands of his patients how dietary and lifestyle changes can dramatically reverse health problems that traditional medicine could not help. 

I was hoping my brother would invite me to put our Android TV Box into action, but he seemed invested in the show. I doubt I lasted 10 minutes, however ─ it was just too elementary and simplistic.

Besides, he was wrong about too much in the little that I watched.

For instance, he critiqued the Mediterranean diet as actually being harmful. And he cited bread and red meat, as well as too many vegetables, fruits, and seeds and nuts ─ all of these plant foods are heavy with lectins. He seemed especially focused upon the dangers of developing the condition known as 'leaky gut'.

From what little I know of Mediterranean and European bread in general, it is far healthier than North American bread because Europeans have greater access to bread grains that have been raised without contamination by glyphosate than is the case here. 

The argument is strong that it is glyphosate that makes bread products so difficult for a vast population to have it in their diets.

As for 'red meat', the doctor did not seem to bother differentiating between all kinds of animal meat ─ that is, fresh red meat as opposed to things like processed meats (salami, balogna sausage or baloney, etc.) and the sorts of red meats you'd be served in burgers in fast food restaurants.

Nor did he bother getting into meat from animals raised in concentrated animal feeding operations (CAFOs) compared to animals that are exclusively organically-raised and grass-fed. Of course CAFO red meat is bloody unhealthy! It should not exist!

But it does, and these farming operations are so prevalent that most of us cannot afford the alternative healthy meat.

However, I don't want to get dragged into this topic. I just want to illustrate why the doctor's presentation was too simplistic for my liking, so I soon left my brother to it and came upstairs to my computer to pass the time until I quickly decided that it would be better to just have a bath.

This tends to be a lengthy process for me.

By the time I had emerged from the bathroom, my brother was in his bedroom and apparently readying himself for his daily afternoon disappearance that will have seen him ending up in a usual drinking establishment.

Anyway, despite my unco amount of time in bed, my eyes were in wretchedly poor shape. They felt strained ─ almost as if they were fighting going cross-eyed.  

And that about catches me up to the present. I had my first meal of the day mid-afternoon, and I now want to take to my bed yet again. I have sacrificed my day's scheduled exercising, but I have not quite given up on making that hike to the distant liquor store. If I do yet go following some bed rest, then the return two-mile hike home will be challenging in the context of exercise, for I will have a dozen cans of beer and a 750-ml bottle of wine in each of two packs, one suspended from each of my hands.

Yes, the plan is to buy two dozen cans of beer, and two bottles of wine.

Consequently, this possible venture will be an acceptable substitute for the day's scheduled exercise session that I am skipping.

And with that end in mind, I am now taking a break from this post at 3:50 p.m.

oooooooooooooo

I did it! And all went as planned.

Around 5:30 p.m. I had checked the local (i.e., Surrey) temperature according to Google (2º C., or almost freezing); but I noticed that there is supposedly a snow warning for this region of B.C. (the south coastal area). We've only had snow in my vicinity once this season ─ several days before Christmas. I think we received maybe two inches; and thanks to a bit of a cold snap, there was still a wee bit of it remaining for Christmas morning.

But it was gone by Boxing Day.

Anyway, I did not get on my way until maybe 6:05 p.m., feeling a little uneasy about venturing out into the dark.

But I got the beer and both bottles of wine, and never had to involve myself with anyone on any of my hike. Heck, I even enjoyed interactions with two of the female liquor store employees ─ I tend to like the people who work there. They generally seems a friendly lot. I'm sure some of that this evening was due to how quiet the store was ─ I doubt that there were ever more than a half dozen customers in the place while I was there. My cashier suggested that this was likely due to the month and how late into it we are, as well as the fact that there is a UFC fight scheduled for the evening.  

Only once on my way home did I stop; and that was at most a half mile from home in a park where I stroaned (micturated). The break allowed my hands some relief ─ I even put on a pair of gloves I had brought.

I was home no later than 7:40 p.m. Both of my stepsons were here, but fortunately not my brother as yet. So I rounded up a small supper that I have now eaten. It is presently 8:25 p.m., so I am going to quit this post here and anon get it published so that I can make my escape to bed as soon as I am aware that my brother has gotten home. 

You know, I actually feel remarkably well following that excursion! But now I have a very early morning grocery shopping hike planned for the morrow, and a 5.625-mile round trip hike in which to do it. Will I actually manage the trip so soon after the one that I've performed this evening?

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A Pretty Good Friday Overall

Of late my younger brother seems to have begun retiring to his bedroom for the night approximately an hour earlier than he used to do. I had retired early last evening just after I heard him arrive home while I was seated here at my computer (which I keep upstairs in a small room next to my bedroom).

My wife had gone out earlier, so I was expecting her to be back quite late. Thus, I was able to relax enough to get in some napping, for I was clothed and only covered over with a blanket. The plan was to rise during the midnight hour so I could get some overnight work done here at my computer.

However, I was awake and checked the time just after 11 p.m., and thought to seek a bit more sleep if it was possible. But as I was trying, I heard the distinctive sounds downstairs implying that my brother was getting set to call it a night and come upstairs.

And sure enough ─ he was into his bedroom by 11:20 p.m. This meant that I was free to rise ahead of schedule.

It was probably an hour or so later that my wife arrived home.

Several things receive my attention when I am up for several hours overnight, one of which is the provision of content into whatever new post I am constructing at one of my two hosted websites. Unfortunately, though, last night I began to fade before I had met the content target I was seeking.

It was still probably around 5 a.m. before I finally got myself back to bed. And even now as I type these words at 9:43 a.m., my eyes are burning from inadequate sleep and rest. I rose soon after finding myself awake around 8:20 a.m. My wife is already up ─ she has to work today at her friend's Thai restaurant, and has an 11 a.m. start, so she will be leaving on her fairly long drive around 10:30 a.m.

But on weekdays, I join my brother around 10 a.m. to watch T.V. with him for three or so hours after putting our Android TV Box into operation ─ a feat that is my role alone, for he has no facility with the device.

I seem to be sleeping in three shifts each day. I'm in bed for a few hours in the early evening; then I get a few more hours after returning to bed around 5 a.m. Then in the afternoon, yet another session of an hour or so becomes needful.

That afternoon nap is most definitely going to be necessary today ─ one which appears to be quite sunny outside.

oooooooooooooo

And sunny the day was.

My wife headed off for work as scheduled, and had me help her with some baggage she was taking. As is usual for her, I expect that she does not plan to return here until at least deep in Sunday, if not even after the weekend ─ such is our sorry marriage.

After I had joined my brother at 10 a.m. for T.V., the first show I tuned in was a sub-half hour documentary on YouTube titled Thai berry pickers in Sweden | DW Documentary. This is my brother's laundry day ─ something he tends immediately upon rising ─ so he probably missed seeing half of the feature as he fussed with his newly dried wash. It all has to be folded and put away ─ he can never wait until later.

The documentary was interesting enough, but rather discouraging. It would have been educational for my wife to have watched, I think.

I followed that feature with another YouTube video ─ this one was produced by Rebel News and was around 15 minutes in duration: “Trash the PCR test”: Microbiologist Dr. Sucharit Bhakdi tells Drea Humphrey. 

It didn't offer anything I was not already informed about, but this information needs ongoing reinforcement. We cannot let down our guard.

To that end, my third video option was the latest by Liberty Talk Canada's Odessa Orlewicz. The specific video was 47 minutes long and titled Jan 21-Our Political Parties Infiltrated/Admit They Don't Need To Follow Any Kirona Rules.

Although I linked to their BitChute account, they are now more than a week behind in uploading their content to that medium; so to see the video, I had to resort to their YouTube account which is in constant jeopardy of being cancelled or banned. 

And then I topped off our viewing with an episode of Black Sails. We've only now watched the second episode of the very first season. The opening scenes of the premiere episode were most dramatic, but the show then became formulaic and isn't anything exceptional. Perhaps that will change; perhaps not. 

I expect not.

But on to other things.

For a couple of days now, I have been enjoying an E-mail exchange with my brother's 27-year-old daughter who lives in Washington State with her boyfriend on what is basically a bit of a farm in that they have quite an assortment of animals and fowl.

We've been exchanging via Gmail, but in her last message she admitted to owning a few handguns, shotguns, and a rifle. I responded back suggesting that Gmail is probably not the means through which such revelations ought to be getting made, and that ProtonMail is something that ought to be checked into.

I did sign up for their free ProtonVPN service to use with our Android TV Box, but it was useless. Instead of taking control and channelling our Internet's media stream, it would not resolve ─ all I got was a constantly small swirling in the centre of the screen that was much like what is seen when a video is stalled with buffering.

I let it run like that for a number of minutes, but meantime I could watch nothing via the Box ─ the Internet feed was wholly blocked. So I finally shut down the service and uninstalled the 'app' from the Box, but it still took some while before our Internet connection was restored. 

I did see on the ProtonVPN website various troubleshooting recommendations for anyone experiencing problems, but that was not what I wanted to waste my time dealing with. I wanted something that was going to work ─ not something that was going to take me an unknown amount of time trying to get to do what it is already supposed to do, and meantime deny me access to any and all video streams.

And as a result, I have been lethargic about signing up for a ProtonMail account. I was left with a 'sour taste' where Proton Technologies AG is concerned. I am sure I will get over it, but I am not in any rush at present to research what is necessary to get an E-mail account.

About the only other thing worth mentioning for today is that my latest Amazon.ca order showed up today while I was abed for just over an hour partaking of my afternoon nap. I suspect that the delivery was unannounced, for I deliberately peeked outside to see if by chance its arrival had been unheralded. We seem to have a delivery driver who silently drops off such packages without a knock or doorbell ring. I already knew that, and that is why I checked.

One or both of my stepsons were home, so had there been any such courtesy announcement, I would hope that one of them would have been considerate or curious enough to have taken a look.

My final topic: Last Saturday morning I was to have made the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store, but my wife had taken ill during the latter days of the week and actually ended up remaining home the weekend ─ I don't think she's been home over a weekend in a few years. Such is our sorry marriage.

So with my hands untied this weekend, I hope to get away early tomorrow morning on that rather ambitious errand. I just don't like that it does not open until 9:30 a.m. For most of December, it had opened at 8 a.m.

I detest being abroad afoot (I do not drive) during the busy day, so I only ever seek to do my shopping for anything as early in the a.m. as it is possible for me to manage. My Amazon.ca order comprised a bottle of 330 vitamin K2 capsules (Maka brand) and a seven-pack of Hanes undershorts or briefs. I might have been able to purchase these products locally about a mile from here, but to have gone to see if the two items were available at the two relevant stores would have sacrificed a valuable shopping morning for no other purpose.

I only shop on the two weekend mornings ─ it's insane out there Mondays through Fridays, so those days are out where my shopping is concerned.

Consequently, that just left me Amazon with any surety for those products. Had I been a driver, matters would have been different ─ as would they if I was a younger man. Now that I am 71 years old, I am not as mobile as my younger self was. 

In closing, I am considering turning in a Christmas movie to watch ─ with a couple of drinks ─ before my brother returns this evening from wherever he went off to drink today. Therefore, I had best wrap up this post and get it published.

Of course, I will be getting to bed around the mid-evening so that I can sit up for a few hours overnight working on a few things ─ that is when I have the most freedom to get anything done here at my computer.

Over and out.

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