Well, unbeknownst to me, we had a time change overnight ─ apparently at 2 a.m. time supposedly jumped ahead an hour and it magically became 3 a.m.
The thing is that I was up during the midnight hour, and never returned to bed until maybe 4:15 a.m., setting my cellphone's alarm to 6 a.m. because I wanted to have time to ready myself and have a cup of black instant coffee before heading away on the 1½-mile or so hike to the nearest Save-On-Foods outlet (Google Map) that opens at 7 a.m.
Yet in all the time that I was up and seated here at my computer, all I noticed was that I somehow wasted time and was not left with any to work on the post I have in progress at one of my two hosted websites. All I had time to do was make a post in my private blog.
There was a point just ahead of 7 a.m. when I was about to leave on my hike, I noticed that the stove's clock was indicating that it was almost 6 a.m. That gave me pause enough that I came back upstairs, wondering if somehow I misunderstood the actual time and I still had an hour to kill.
But I checked the time here at my computer, and then my cellphone ─ it was definitely almost 7 a.m. Okay, then ─ maybe the stove's clock had always been an hour off and I just never noticed it before.
So I went off and did my shopping, returning home. I was considering turning on the stereo which has its volume setting so low that one must be in the same room to even know that it is on, but I don't normally care to be putting it on until at least 8 a.m., and I noticed the clock on the wall in the living room indicated that it was only something like 7:20 a.m.
I then came upstairs here to my computer, and very soon noticed that the time was working its way to 8:30 a.m. Only then did it dawn upon me what the heck must have been going on all this while with the variations in clock readings.
How is it that I never heard nor read about the imminence of the time change? Most peculiar.
I found it to be unusually mild outside. And although a check of Google yesterday for the weather report for Surrey indicated the likelihood of some rain overnight and a rainy Sunday, all was perfectly dry outside, albeit under mainly overcast skies.
As for my shopping, I just want to complain that there was absolutely no Dairyland heavy (i.e., whipping) cream in the litre size. It was the primary reason I went there to shop, so that was distinctly annoying.
I was not willing to make do with yet another litre of that feeble 18% butterfat cream for my coffee that I have had to use this past week, so my only other option was to buy a glass bottle of Avalon whipping cream. However, that stuff is $7.49 ─ with a $1.25 deposit for the danged bottle!
But I had to make the sacrifice ─ I like enjoying my coffee, and that is difficult when I can barely taste the cream because there is so little of it in the creamer.
By the way, despite how I ended yesterday's post, I never had the nerve to make that four-mile round trip hike that evening to the nearest provincial government liquor store for some beer and wine. I find that I am becoming more timid about nighttime ventures ─ I am 71 years old, after all.
Anyway, it is approaching 9:30 a.m. at present, so I am going to take a break and return to bed. My younger brother is not yet up, so maybe if I can catch a nap, we'll be able to watch one or two of Odessa Orlewicz's most recent videos on T.V. via our Android TV Box.
Wow! What a day!
My evening is upon me, and I want to have a couple of beers and enjoy some T.V. before my brother returns home.
He and I did watch one of Odessa Orlewicz's videos at Librti.com ─ an interview titled Liberty Talk Episode March 9th -I Interview George Wiseman And His Amazing Browns Gas Device.
It was an hour and 25 minutes in duration; and since we didn't start watching until noon, it was the only show we were to watch. My brother even didn't have time for a rest before readying and heading away to some social engagement ─ someone's birthday party, I believe.
He fast became deeply keen on the interview, as did I. He is even interested in the two of us perhaps pooling our resources and investing in one of the devices discussed in the interview ─ an AquaCure® Model AC50. We'd probably also need to acquire an efficient water distiller.
Yes, the device is darned expensive. And the Web is full of either proponents, or else negative attacks. However, George Wiseman seems to be a religious man, and he was completely believable. Odessa and her husband Norbert intend to buy one of these appliances, for they're sold on its efficacy.
Anyone who watched the interview was given a code word that will allow a buyer to knock off 20% of the listed price, but I'm not going to cough it up here ─ watch the damned video for yourself!
I have different skin conditions I would love to see cleared right up; and if it could actually improve my failing vision, then that alone would make the device a fabulous investment. My libido is fine insofar as sexual interest is concerned, but I sure could use a full rejuvenation of prowess ─ mine is gone.
The range of diverse benefits attributed to Brown's gas are miraculous if true.
So what of the naysayers throughout the Web? I bet they're the same "authorities" who claim hydroxychloroquine and ivermectin are useless for treating COVID-19. They're likely hacks who are part of the devious agenda being played out that's in back of this plandemic / scamdemic / casedemic that doesn't even exist.
We no more have a pandemic from SARS-CoV-2 than we have always had each and every year from influenza ─ heck, even tuberculosis!
If there is a true epidemic, why is there no dip in the numbers of homeless out there? A true pandemic would have practically wiped them out wholesale.
But I don't want to get diverted into this area. In fact, I am leaving this entire topic for today.
Another big highlight to my day was that I abandoned all of my scheduled exercising for today in an effort to save myself for something else ─ that four-mile round trip hike to the government liquor store (Google Map) that I couldn't quite brave last evening.
The day did have rain, incidentally. By midday it was coming down rather seriously.
I decided that I would not hold off until too late for this trek, but it required me to do some beard trimming to make myself more presentable as per my own self-assessment.
And although both of my stepsons were home, I managed to ready for the journey, and after slipping outside unnoticed by them, by 4:42 p.m. I was on my way.
It was only raining very lightly, and that soon enough ceased for the entirety of my outing.
As usual, I only had a positive experience at the liquor store ─ the ladies who seem to staff the place on the weekends tend to be helpful and cheery. I bought 1½ dozen cans of the strong (8% alcohol) beer I like to drink ─ Pacific Western Brewing Co.'s Cariboo Malt; and also a 750-ml bottle of Wayne Gretzky Okanagan - Cabernet Syrah.
The wine is to add to the collection that I have hidden away in a small cabinet that my wife has not looked into for quite a few months ─ I must have at least eight bottles of different kinds of red wines in there now. She prefers red wines, and usually a merlot. However, I think that choice is simply because she has not experimented much ─ so I am bringing that feature to her.
One day she will likely not have wine on hand here, and she will check out the small cabinet in desperate hope. I can barely wait to witness her reaction on that day!
Anyway, I have nothing more to say ─ it is already 7:30 p.m., and I want to get at a T.V. show and some beer!
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