Overcast

My evening is already underway, so I will be rushing this post.

I must say first that I am most disappointed with myself for not sunning yesterday. Naturally, today was overcast ─ the first such day in a few weeks. I did see a little Sun a few times in the afternoon, but it was short-lived. And this morning towards 10 a.m., we even had a wee bit of rain ─ it seems to me that there has been no rain since perhaps May.

My wife was home overnight, but I still rose during the midnight hour before she had yet retired, and began my several hours working here at my computer. My eldest stepson was still up, and remained up until after dawn.

I now forget just when I got back to bed, but it was definitely after 6 a.m.

My wife's cellphone's alarm sounded at 9 a.m., so I slept no more. I thought that she might have to work at her friend's Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, but I was to later learn that she instead rose to prepare some food and then herself, and left on the drive to Burnaby to pay a visit with the Thai Buddhist monks at Wat Budhapanyanantarama.

That is their Facebook account that I linked to, for I do not believe that they have a website.

I have just now noticed that they posted a few photos of whatever event it was that my wife attended, and I have downloaded three of them that include her:

My wife is the woman in the central photo 'making merit' to one of the monks by offering items such as food and other things that they can use on a daily basis.

In her absence fairly early in the afternoon, I sought a nap while my younger brother was doing the same following some T.V.-watching that we did together; he was gone for the afternoon when I emerged from my bedroom.

I am fortunate to have napped when I did, for I did not expect my wife to be showing up around the mid-afternoon. I did not gain as much of a nap as I sorely needed, but it was sufficient to later help me tackle the day's scheduled workout in the backyard toolshed.

Usually it is oppressively hot in there, but this afternoon it was actually cool ─ at least, it seemed so by comparison to the temperatures outside of the shed.

I found myself to be feeling stronger than usual. Heck, I think that I even managed to achieve one more rep in the total tally of the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups portion of the exercises than I have managed to attain so far this year.  

My wife was to leave us (both of her sons were home) quite late in the afternoon, and I do not expect her back until probably Monday ─ she spends most of her weekends somewhere in Vancouver.

A small meal that I had eaten just before her departure was oppressing me, so upon her absence I once more sought a lie-down. However, the realization soon struck me that it was nearly the evening, and I still had not had my scheduled bath (I bathe once every four days).

I knew that it would serve to revitalize me, even though at the time I wanted to have a nap. But if I napped, then there would be scant likelihood that I would manage to get to sleep after I get to bed in the latter evening. I have a very early grocery shopping expedition planned, so I need to try to sleep as well as I can overnight. I do not drive, and the hike is a round trip of 5.625 miles as the car drives (to be distinct from the phrase 'as the crow flies').

Before I put this post to bed for the day, I want to quote most of an E-mail that I received yesterday from Member of Parliament, Derek Sloane:

I’m on an Alberta road trip meeting this week meeting with and speaking to so many freedom-loving Canadians. They are coming out in huge numbers to discuss the future of Alberta and of Canada.

You may have heard that I dropped some interesting news during my stop in the Calgary area on Sunday:

https://thenationaltelegraph.com/national/derek-sloan-announces-he-is-creating-a-new-party-at-calgary-rally   

It’s all true! 

YouTube: Calgary, Alberta Event with Derek Sloan

I am starting a new political party.

I can’t tell you too much about the specifics right now, I can’t even tell you the name of the party, because while we have applied to Elections Canada, none of it is official until Elections Canada approves it.

What I can tell you is that as I told the crowd in Calgary, we are going to light a fire.

We’ve been hearing from Canadians of all backgrounds, all walks of life, and even all political parties, who feel betrayed by Canada’s current political culture.

That’s why we’re going to build the biggest patriotic movement that Canada has ever seen! For liberty-loving Canadians who want better, and who deserve better, than they’ve been getting for themselves, for their children, and for their country.

Our movement will ensure that there’s a candidate worth voting for in as many ridings as possible across Canada.

This will be a party that’s authentically of the people, and because of that we’ll need your support in every way.

You can start by sharing this email with as many of your friends and family as possible, and spreading the news

Ask them to sign up at my website www.dereksloan.ca/join.

We are living in a time of historical importance for Canada, and together we are going to make Canadian history by standing up for freedom and a future that all Canadians can be proud of.

I would be so honoured if you can join me in this new endeavour.

God Bless You and God Bless Canada!

Yes, it's a great deal of hype, but thus far he is my first choice in any federal election. 

As a second choice, I can only go for Maxime Bernier at this point, but I do not at all appreciate that he backs the ridiculous COVID 'vaccines'. Consequently, he is a distant second choice.

Okay, I have a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) chilling, so I am going to go downstairs and enjoy that along with a little T.V. before having a light supper.

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A Rant to Odessa Orlewicz Against Livestreaming to the Two Mainstream Social Platforms

This will likely be a brief post, even though I did not blog here at all yesterday. My wife did not have to work that day, so she was here throughout; but apart from that, I just did not feel up to it. I have been failing to accrue adequate sleep these past days, and it is telling on me.

As well, sunning these afternoons can be depleting. I sunned yesterday afternoon, and today I put in at least 70 minutes. I had prefaced that latter session with some toolshed exercising, and now I have a slight headache as a result.

The exercising did not cause the headache ─ let me clarify that. Rather, in the course of it, the contrast between the brilliant sunshine flooding in through the open doorway, and the otherwise very shaded shed interior, resulted in an attack of a migraine aura.

I have never had such an attack before while engaged in strenuous physical activity ─ it was most unexpected. Nevertheless, I did not allow it to stop me.

Of course, it lasted quite some while into my session of sunning.

But enough of that. I want to mention the interesting video interview Odessa Orlewicz uploaded yesterday to her YouTube account: July 26 Try #2- I Interview Chris Sch!!aef**er.

Her guest's name is actually Chris Schaefer, but Odessa will not stop livestreaming to platforms like Facebook and YouTube where she is fearful of censorship ─ even though she has accounts at several other platforms that do not censor her videos.

And so we as viewers have to put up with her childish monikers for things like the COVID 'vaccine' as the "jabba-jabba" and so forth. However, I don't know why she had to camouflage her guest's name in her video title as she did.

I do adore Odessa ─ please make no mistake. But her ridiculous need to livestream her videos to a limited audience is an ego thing and nothing more. 

This video does not even exist at her YouTube account, so once Facebook does eventually censor it, my link to it in this post will be useless.

She has a YouTube audience, but all she supplied them with was a 25-second notification yesterday with this description:

Come to my page Odessa Orlewicz on facebook to see a live with Chris Schhhha!!fer I cannot do here.

Here were a few of the comments that brief notification generated:

@ Odessa ~ I went to your page on FB but it wasn't there.  The most current one was your reporting from the march on Sat 24th.

And:

I posted a meme on The White House Facebook page and they removed me a couple months ago ... no warning ... never had a suspension. Post to BitChute or Odysee.

And:

Oh thAts too bad I don’t do Facebook. Should post it on something  else.

And:

Gah I'm not on FB anymore either.

And:

::: Please post to your own platform, FB is finished.

And:

Odysee. Com do lives there. I'm off of Facebook

And:

Nothing on librti, nothing on Bitchute , sorry, refuse to have anything to do with f--kbook.

Odessa does have her own website ─ Librti.com; but the video has not been loaded there as yet. She also has accounts at Odysee, BitChute, Rumble, and I think a few others. Yet Facebook is presently the sole source for viewing yesterday's video of her excellent guest Chris Schaeffer, a specialist in personal protective equipment (PPE) who has his own website (safecom-inc.com).

Chris is so fundamentally against face masks that he does not like referring to them as such and instead refers to them as "devices of voluntary self-asphyxiation". 

I have bitched here before about this pandering weakness of Odessa's to be livestreaming when it is not really necessary, so I added my own comment to that 25-second snippet of video at YouTube:

Most of us only watch these videos at least a day after they were created. This fixation to keep livestreaming them is catering to the very few ─ probably a great many of whom tune in just so they can post some sort of irrelevant live comment and see it appear.

In my household, we only watch the videos on T.V. through our Android TV Box ─ usually the day after the video was recorded. It's too much of a drag sitting at a computer trying to watch an entire hour-long video all by myself, and no one else here is even going to try to do so on their own. The videos just won't get watched.

There is a YouTube 'app' that can be downloaded into an Android TV Box, as well as at least a couple unofficial 'apps' that allow the user to watch as many videos as one wants without being bombarded by constant YouTube commercials.

Unfortunately, trying to watch a Facebook video through the Android TV Box via one of the downloaded browser 'apps' is troublesome, and doesn't allow us to watch the video full-screen, so it's annoying.

My final complaint is that I usually blog about having watched one of Odessa's videos the same day that I watch it, and I link to the video. However, when that link is only to a Facebook (or even a YouTube) video, the link will probably only be temporarily valid due to the risk of eventual censorship.

For purposes of exposure, it's far more sensible to host the videos onto a platform that does not censor them; and which also frees up Odessa to use proper adult terms in all cases, instead of indirectly referring to key terms she doesn't want her video flagged for by the tyrannical censoring platform.

Anyway, that's my gripe finally aired.

Why she has this vain need to have a limited live audience stroking her ego with usually banal comments and shout-outs just to see themselves posted online is honestly rather pathetic.

She needs to get over this ego flaw and get her videos posted onto non-censoring platforms as soon as she produces one. Who cares if it is not livestreamed? It is impossible for me to believe that each and every one of the people who do register as having tuned in to a live stream actually sit at their computers at the appointed time and watch a video unfold with no idea how long it is going to run until it has finally gone its course. 

I think she is only getting people who are primarily just 'checking in' for a portion of the live stream, and then who go on about their business because they have other things to be doing with their valuable time.

That specific video was just over 1¼ hours long. Do you believe that absolutely every person who registered as being logged into it sat all the way through it last evening? Is absolutely every one of those people so starved for a life or anything else to do on their evening that they will just obediently sit through a stream that long ─ and maybe do so several evenings a week?

I say B.S.

So quit livestreaming as if that is the most essential thing for you do be doing, Odessa. Get your video recorded with completely adult terminology, and then straightaway post it onto the various platforms where you already have accounts.

Quit fooling around. Focus on the serious business at hand and leave livestreaming alone if you cannot do it to Odysee or even Librti.com, until such a day as it becomes possible for you to make such livestreams to those or similar alternative platforms.

What the hell is it with people and their need to see themselves on Facebook all the time?! 

Wean yourself of it.

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On MMS or CDS, DMSO, and Fermented Vegetables

Following the publication of yesterday's post, I did enjoy a very cold beer and even some red wine while watching some T.V., before having a yummy supper. But I did not get to bed early that evening.

Debauched culmination was not achieved until within 10 minutes of the striking of midnight, so it was at least midnight by the time I was into my bed. My younger brother apparently spent the night at the home of his girlfriend Bev.

I was to bed to remain as best I could ─ no overnight toilings here at my computer. And so I never checked the time until just after 5 a.m., and that was when I rose for the morning, for I had a grocery shopping expedition planned for the nearest Save-On-Foods outlet (Google Map) nigh 1½ miles from here. 

The plan was to arrive there around 7:30 a.m., but as too often happens, I was tardy finalizing my readiness to depart ─ it was already 7:29 a.m. by the time I was heading down our driveway afoot (I do not drive).

It was to be a sunny and hot day.

I forgot entirely one of the things that I had meant to buy, but otherwise I had a good store experience now that customers are not expected to wear useless face masks.

Actually, I usually have a nice experience at that store early Sunday mornings anytime I shop there, and my cashier was a delightful young lass who made my day by sweetly asking if she could unroll the bundle of two tote bags I had brought and start filling them for me.

At the time, I was getting set to enter my debit card details into the payment terminal, and there were no other customers lined up behind me ─ she made the offer strictly out of the charitable goodness of her dear little heart.   

She'd be a keeper for any lucky young guy she might ever take to.

My brother still was not home by the time I got back, but he soon enough did show up. Usually he will have a shower, but I think he took a short period of additional bed rest first. I had to sit here working at the due post in my private blog ─ otherwise, I would have taken to my own bed for a nap.

Unfortunately for me, my brother re-emerged from his bedroom before I had that chance, so I felt bound towards 10 a.m. to go downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee, and then to turn on the T.V. (my brother had been reading the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I subscribe to) and get set to tune in something via our Android TV Box.

After a couple of aborted samplings of lengthy videos at YouTube, I decided to access Yummy.Doctor ─ Amandha Vollmer's website ─ and tune in a May 1, 2019 video of hers that I had noticed yesterday when I was checking out her website to see if she was at all versed in MMS (Miracle Mineral Solution): The Marvelous MMS! CDS Chlorine Dioxide Solution.  

The video was 1¾ hours long, and probably half or more of it was Amandha responding to comments as she probably livestreamed the informal effort.

My brother and I are both deeply interested in trying out MMS, but Amandha has us now also interested in DMSO (dimethylsulfoxide).

The video took us into the early noon hour, so instead of tuning in anything else, I drew my brother over to my laptop set up on the dining table, and I finally showed him how to access a book I have downloaded onto it titled MMS Health Recovery Guidebook by James V. Humble.

It's available online for free if one searches for it, but I am willing to E-mail a copy to anyone who requests it if any difficulty is met with locating an online copy. 

I never have time to start reading the darned thing, so I am hoping that my brother will now begin to do that. However, he does not understand how to use a computer, so he may fail to access the book on his own the next time he seeks to return to it.

He was curious about the DMSO chapter in the book when he noticed it, so he did read over that. And then he sought some bed rest ere leaving for the afternoon to eventually resume his daily drinking somewhere.

I was far too underslept and hungry to care to try and do any sunning on an empty stomach, so I had a breakfast and then I sought some bed rest ─ I needed for the meal to settle before contending with the heat and brilliant sunshine out in the backyard.

As a result, it was (I think) 3:26 p.m. before I began just over an hour of sunning while attired in a pair of swimming trunks.

Once that was done, I wanted to set up for natural fermentation three organic beetroots and their leafy stalks, and an organic clump of celery stalks. I had the whole soaking in a water-filled kitchen sink.

I never before realized that a clump of celery stalks is actually itself just called a stalk of celery; while each individual stalk in that clump is called a rib of celery. 

I'm 71 years old, and I never before read or heard this! Weird.

Anyway, I got that done ─ it's an easy process. One just has to take the time to get it done. I like to have lots of liquid, so I use a small pail or bucket. Then into it I chop up the beets and celery (sometimes I use a small cabbage, or even broccoli instead of celery ─ other vegetables can be used, as well, for I have even used those purple or red onions).

Once the vegetables are added, just cover it all with water, and liberally salt the top vegetable layer with pink Himalayan salt. Absolutely nothing else is required such as some sort of fermentation starter ─ it all happens on its own.

Cover it over, and let it sit. After two days, I will start to give the top a good stirring on a daily basis. And with the current hot weather, I bet it's going to already be sour by the fourth day.

My favourite way to eat this stuff in this hot Summer weather is to have a good-sized bowl, and then put into it a helping of the fermented vegetables and some juice; and then add into that some organic plain yogourt, any fresh and / or frozen berries one might have, maybe a chopped up banana, and even cream. Because I like to ensure I get enough protein, I like to add small chunks of extra old cheddar cheese.

Having that as a cold dish is just delicious as a satisfying supper in this hot weather.

Anyway, I got the vegetables all set to ferment, and then I began work on this post.

It is now already after 6 p.m., and I have some exercise I need to get out of the way before I can enjoy a can of 'ice cold' Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) along with some T.V. before my brother shows up from wherever it is that he presently is at.

In other words, that's it for today's post!

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💀☠💀☠💀☠ Discovering Amandha Vollmer

Despite the physical rigours of yesterday's early evening expedition afoot to stock up on beer, when I retired (around 9:50 p.m.?) later that evening, I didn't submerge into the sort of oblivion I was hoping for. Oh, sure, I slept; but I had at least one wakeful episode before I finally checked the time nearly four hours after getting to bed and then rising for the night to get work done here at my computer.

My wife had reported that she had to work today in Vancouver, so she clearly went on in to the city after finishing her workday yesterday. Without her here sharing the bed, I am more able to sleep.

My eldest stepson was still up when I rose; and he in fact never put the lights out downstairs and went to bed until the night had faded away. I ought to know because I was outside watering the front yard garden plants around 6:50 a.m. and never got to bed until after 7 a.m.

Yet after some sleep, by just after 9 a.m. I was awake and checking the time. I lay in bed for a while, then I rose for the morning ─ most definitely feeling as inadequately slept as might be imagined.

I knew that my younger brother was probably downstairs at the dining table reading the Saturday morning edition of the Vancouver Sun that I subscribe to. I remained upstairs here at my computer until shortly after 10 a.m., and then went downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee.

Once it was ready to drink, I came into the living room to turn on the T.V.; but my brother must have been waiting for this, for he immediately joined me. Employing our Android TV Box, I located Odessa Orlewicz's latest video from yesterday: I interview Amandha Vollmer Regarding Germ Vs Terrain Theory.

The video was just over 1½ hours long ─ Amandha had so much to say!

The discussion of Germ versus Terrain theories was only a relatively small part of the interview. However, I had never before heard of the Terrain Theory ─ and I have been reading health literature of one form or another since the latter 1960s.

I must have before come across the term, but it just never registered within my memory, although I cannot understand why.

Superficially, I think that I have always understood that disease involving microorganisms resulted only when the body's resistance and defences were below par. So if that is the core of Terrain Theory, then I am surprised that 'Modern Medicine' thinks otherwise. I did not know that it did.

It has long struck me as ludicrous that claim that someone "perfectly healthy" became ill and died from some relatively common disease. For Pete's sake, it is blatantly obvious that such a person could not possibly have been "perfectly healthy" ─ please look up the damned definition of the word "perfect"! 

No, that person was functioning with the appearance of a healthy state, but he or she was not technically healthy. That is why getting just barely more than the "Recommended Daily Allowance" (RDA) of nutrients such as vitamins can be absolutely insufficient.

Just because a person is getting a little more Vitamin D than the RDA ─ which is the amount to prevent the common deficiency known as rickets ─ does not signify that all of the other needs of the body are also being met for that vitamin.  

Likewise vitamin C. Sure, you can intake enough on a daily basis to keep from developing scurvy, but you would otherwise have a very frail immunological network. You are a victim awaiting the next pathogen that recognizes your biological limits and deficiencies even if you and everyone around you who are closest to you do not.

You may seem "perfectly healthy"; but you are far, far from it. And there are any number of microbes that will soon enough prove this out.

So basically, only unhealthy people fall sick. I honestly thought that this was common knowledge.

Anyway, a very good, short article on Terrain Theory is available at PrestigeWellnessInstitute.com: It's the Terrain.

There is also a pretty good 15-minute video by (cute!) New Zealander Dr. Sam Bailey titled Germ Theory vs Terrain Theory.

But returning to Amandha Vollmer, I got the impression that she is among those relatively few health professionals who do not believe in the existence of viruses.

I struggle to accept that concept, but I am not completely blocked off to it. So let's just say that I am presently leaving myself open to the possibility that it is true.

Odessa asked Amandha about DMSO ─ dimethyl sulfoxide (DMSO). I have read of it over the years, but nothing has ever stuck with me. It just was not a supplement that I felt I could afford to add to my regimen.

Thanks to Amandha, I may have to rethink this. But what I believe is even more important after visiting her website, out of curiosity to see if she anywhere dealt with MMS (Miracle Mineral Solution), I delightedly discovered that she is indeed a huge proponent.

I only wondered about this as an afterthought to the video, for the substance was not mentioned in the Odessa interview. My brother and I both are profoundly interested in trying MMS, but have yet to understand just how and where to obtain it as a 'ready to go' formula, if there is any such thing.

I am going to have to check through Amandha's website (Yummy.Doctor) thoroughly. I did find a 100-minute video that I will have to soon watch with my brother: The Marvelous MMS! CDS Chlorine Dioxide Solution.

The only other show my brother and I watched was an episode of Riverdale ─ specifically the fist season finale ("Chapter Thirteen: The Sweet Hereafter"). Once it was done, it was something like 12:50 p.m., so my brother sought his bedroom for some rest ere leaving for the afternoon to resume his daily drinking somewhere.

I managed a little exercise just to be done with it, but I was far too poorly slept to be able to confront an hour or more of sunning before having my breakfast. Consequently, I did eat, by which time my brother had left for the afternoon. I then lay down for an hour or so; and in a deep state of grogginess, went out into the backyard and began well over an hour of sunning while attired in a pair of swimming trunks.

My eldest stepson had taken off on his Harley while my brother was resting; the younger lad was at work. But while I was sunning ─ with the house front door locked ─ I was surprised to have the younger lad come traipsing from around the side of the house. He'd come home from work without his house key. As he observed, "It's a good thing you were sunning!"

If I had gone somewhere, he would have had something of a problem.

Okay, it's just after 7 p.m., and I have an 'ice cold' Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) awaiting me in the fridge icebox / freezer. I'm going to enjoy that along with some T.V., and then have a sensible supper and be set to get myself to bed early into the latter evening. I am anticipating being able to sleep, for I feel weary enough.

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Moola (2007 Movie)

Last evening I made it to bed at 9 p.m., but after some initial light sleep, I was very disappointed to be checking the time and finding it to be very little after 11 p.m.

I don't believe that I managed to even begin to slip into any sleep thereafter, and ultimately as midnight approached I just lay in bed listening for my younger brother to take to his bedroom for the night. Fortunately, he did so right at midnight, freeing me to rise to get some work done here at my computer.

My youngest stepson was still up, and would be until after 3 a.m. His elder brother is working a graveyard shift, so he was not home.

My wife had gone away in the afternoon while I was sunning, so I could only assume that she had to work the latter part of the day (typically she has a 4 p.m. start when she isn't putting in a full day at her friend's Thai restaurant where she works part-time).

It was 12:30 a.m. when I heard her unlocking the front door. She was to remain up until maybe 1:45 a.m. even though she had a full day to put in at the restaurant today (beginning at 11 a.m.).

The youngest son had to work today, too, but he never left home until early into the noon hour. He could have probably gotten more sleep than he did if he did not save having a shower until around 2:50 a.m. overnight, but it's his workplace comfort at stake ─ not mine. He's the one in charge of it.

I think that I likely returned to bed overnight by 5 a.m. at very latest, satisfied with what I had gotten done in the time that I was up.

Once I eventually began slipping in and out of sleep, I was not to be curious about the time until I checked it around 8:30 a.m., and it was soon thereafter that I decided to rise for the morning. However, I then came here to my computer, and waited until 9:50 a.m. before heading on downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee and then to join my brother at the T.V., awaiting his invitation to put our Android TV Box into action.

My wife had risen around 9:40 a.m., so she was well able to ready herself before bidding my brother and I a goodbye and driving away to the restaurant. She had let me know that she is also supposed to work tomorrow, but somewhere in Vancouver. As a result, I don't know if she will be coming home this evening or not ─ she may just go directly into Vancouver where she tends to spend her weekends.

I had in mind a movie for my brother and I, but I found very few sources for it. I settled for the only one on offer in the Cinema HD 'app' that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box. Fortunately, the movie played flawlessly.

It was 2007's Moola. I was leery that my brother would soon disparage the feature, but the movie turned out to be better than I expected (an expectation born of some poor reviews).

During the opening title sequence, I never once saw mentioned the word "Moola"; and from what I did see, the actual title of the movie in that title sequence appeared to be Big Deal.

When I had been searching for information on ─ and links to ─ the movie, many of the poster icons for it that I found were in a foreign language ─ probably Hungarian.

Anyway, perhaps the dual titling had something to do with why I found so few movie sources. And if you go here, you will see that the movie had one other English title as well, and also different titles entirely in the countries of Hungary and Romania.

The main character was played by William Mapother, a familiar face that I have seen often enough, but not a name known to me. His movie daughter was played by actress Shailene Woodley, who apparently had the lead role in the Divergent movies when she was later a maturing young woman ─ all three movies of which I may have seen; but I had forgotten her name since seeing the last of them, and I certainly could not recognize her as a child in Moola.

There were some other familiar faces, including three names known to me, but the only one I want to mention is Charlotte Ross ─ the lead character's estranged / separated wife. I have long liked the actress, finding her extremely attractive; I was a huge fan of NYPD Blue, as well, which is probably where I best know her from. 

Incidentally, the movie was directed by Don ("Donnie") Most ─ Happy Days' Ralph Malph. He also seems heavily involved in writing the script ─ in fact, he's listed as the co-writer with one other person.

The movie was a little titillating at times, which kept it interesting for my brother and I. And although we would have liked to have seen the band of partners that the plot centred around succeed in getting the $40 million they had believed they were going to get for their company, my brother seemed satisfied that in view of what their winning product was, they were all likely going to get rich anyway.

However, if the movie was loosely based on real events, it certainly must not have had anything to do with glow sticks ("lightsticks") and their involvement somehow in signalling the insemination potential of an ovulating dairy cow when the cow is being irresistibly mounted by another.

It made no sense to me how affixing a glow stick to the rearmost back of a dairy cow could have any help in determining this ovulation potential whatsoever. I've certainly never heard of anything related to this ─ someone got rich with glow sticks because of this?

I did locate an article delving into the story behind the movie, but I am presently too lazy to study it to find out what it's all about ─ see this June 1, 2008 article at anniescribe.com: 'Moola' - From Glow-Light to Bright Lights.

The reason for my laziness is that I have sacrificed the day's scheduled exercising and any afternoon sunning in order to try and ensure that I will be able to get away on the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store to purchase three dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol). 

My brother and I only watched T.V. until noon, and then he sought some bed rest ere leaving for the afternoon to resume his daily drinking somewhere. I was having a needed nap when he apparently left. It was around 1:45 p.m. when I roused and checked the time.

Since then I have had a bath and then worked on this post, but I am presently finding that my eyes are in need of further rest; and, frankly, so am I. After all, the day is hot out there. And even though I will have two packs or carrying bags with which to bring home 1½ dozen cans of beer in each had, that trip home is going to be almost brutal.

You try carrying 15 pounds in each hand for two miles! 

And I am 71 years old. 

But I do not drive, so there is no honourable alternative. 

Anyway, I have just finished a fairly light breakfast; and now at almost 5 p.m., I am going to lie down for a spell in the hope that inspiration will arise within me, for I'm not really feeling any at the moment for that unpleasant public hike.

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Okay, I did it ─ it was 6:14 p.m. when I was out the front door and on my way; and it was 7:45 p.m. by the time I was back again outside the front door.

Apart from the considerable work entailed by that outing, there was nothing of note to report. I never even shared proximity with any nice looking lassies during the enterprise. As I was approaching the halfway point on the outward leg of my trek, I saw a leggy lass well ahead of me in very short shorts who appeared to have athletic legs with quite the dramatic bulge to her calves, but I was never close enough to gain confirmation.

Oh, well. Summer isn't exactly over, is it?

I had myself a warm beer after I was back home, while watching some T.V. My supper was a big bowl of some fermented vegetables (beet roots and stalks, plus red cabbage), organic plain yogourt, frozen wild blueberries, and a blend of coffee cream (10% butterfat) and heavy cream (33% butterfat), with some extra old cheddar cheese chunks mixed in ─ absolutely delicious and most sustaining.

Anyway, it is approaching 9 p.m. right now, and my younger brother has finally shown up. He has just turned the T.V. on after cracking open a can of beer. I will be getting to bed very shortly to do my best to nap away the latter evening to fortify me for the hours in which I will be working here at my computer overnight.  

I am hoping that my excursion is going to abet some sound and easy sleep.

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Editorial Ignorance on Full Display

Although my younger brother was not yet home when I sought some sleep yesterday in the latter evening, it was likely somewhere around 9:15 p.m., and I was feeling weary enough. However, as too often happens, sleep proved elusive for a long while. Perhaps I had some unrecognized anxiety about my wife coming home from work and disrupting my peace.

That was not to occur, and ultimately I did find some slumber. I remember once checking the time around 11 p.m., though, and finding that quite discouraging.

The next time I checked the time, I was almost shocked to find that it was something like 1:17 a.m., so I quickly rose to use the bathroom and get to work here at my computer. But I had another shock ─ my younger brother was still downstairs watching T.V. and undoubtedly drinking. Usually, when he is up this late, it is due to him having graduated from beer to hard liquor, and / or passing out earlier and thereby gaining something of a 'second wind'.

I used the bathroom, but returned to my bedroom, uncertain how to proceed. I needed to get to work at my computer, or I was facing not being able to do all that I wished to accomplish overnight in the next few hours.

As I debated with myself and was about to come here to my computer despite him still being up, I saw him rise from his favourite chair, so I retreated back into my bedroom. It was as I hoped ─ he was finally set to begin readying to call it a night and to come upstairs to his bedroom. 

And after he did, I was free to emerge from my bedroom and come here to my computer which I keep in a small room next to my bedroom.

I saw, though, that my youngest stepson was still up ─ it could only be him, for his older brother has a graveyard shift this week and would not be home.

I got to work, and eventually the lad shut off the downstairs lights and obviously went to bed. Then around 4 a.m., I heard what could only be my wife finally home as she fumbled at unlocking the front door.

We didn't speak too much; and she was probably to bed a half hour or so later.

I finished the work I wanted to get done here at my computer, but I still had to water the plants in the front yard (which I do every second day in this sunny and dry weather).

By the time I returned to bed, it was perhaps 6:15 a.m.

I anticipated that the sheet I cover up with for my naps would prove inadequate with the cool night fully in force, so I retired fully clothed beneath that sheet.

I suppose that I must have slipped out of full consciousness, but soon I found myself too unpleasantly cool to easily sleep. This was perplexing, since I was clothed.

There was a heavy blanket piled next to my side of the bed, so I resorted to it, pulling it up over me. And eventually, I was comfortable enough to find further and peaceful sleep. In fact, I never checked the time again until something like 10:10 a.m. ─ I had overslept, for I normally join my younger brother around 10 a.m. to put our Android TV Box into action to watch some shows together.

I found that although he had the CBC news channel on, he was at the dining table reading the local free Surrey Now-Leader's latest edition. I boiled water for a black instant coffee, and then I used our Android TV Box to locate Odessa Orlewicz's latest video: July 21-I Interview Ted Kuntz & Tanya Gaw About The Updates & True Facts About Their Lawsuits.  

The video was an hour long, and made me wish that I had some degree of wealth ─ I would love to be able to heavily donate to those lawsuits each of Odessa's guests is championing.

Tanya Gaw is with Action4Canada.com; Ted Kuntz is with VaccineChoiceCanada.com.

On a related note, I was later to look through the Surrey Leader-Now, and I came across an absolutely disgustingly ignorant editorial: Anti-vaxxer rhetoric flies in the face of modern medicine. 

The nitwit authour is abysmally clueless. Most of us are not anti-vaccine. Rather, we are 'anti-COVID experimental gene therapy'. The toxic injection is NOT a 'vaccine'. If the woman would just do some research, she would learn that the 'vaccines' are killing and disabling more people than COVID could possibly harm.

Her thinking is so feebly limited and superficial that she is not even worthy speaking to. She is comfortable with her ignorance, and shields herself with it. It is doubtful that she could ever be reasoned with.

She will have to figure it out for herself, for people like her will fight to avoid having ever to admit that they are wrong.

And does she not even know how ludicrous her airplane analogy is? Hell, airline pilots are dying from mandated COVID 'vaccinations'. Sooner or later, one of these pilots is going to suffer a collapse while flying an airliner, so let's all hope that the co-pilot is alert and healthy and fully capable of flying the aircraft.

Enough! Articles like that sample of simplistic nonsense enrage me, so I must get off the topic.

One other show of note that my brother and I were to watch was Line of Duty ─ specifically, season six's finale episode. As yet, it is not known if that episode is also the series finale. I sure hope not. My brother and I have watched every episode and have grown strongly attached to the three main characters.

The afternoon proved to be another sunny one. My wife never rose until after my brother had gotten his rest upon seeking his bedroom around 1 p.m. following Line of Duty and then had left for the afternoon to resume his daily drinking somewhere.

I wanted to get in some sunning; so after some exercise, at 2:49 p.m. I began over an hour of it out in the backyard while attired in just my swimming trunks. When I came back into the house, I found that my wife had gone. I have no idea if she had another partial day of work (her partial workdays begin at 4 p.m.) at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time; or if she is just off somewhere socializing.

Whatever the case, I was able to have my day's first reasonably-sized meal, and then I had a very short nap.

Upon rising, I soon got to work on this blog post.

At the present, it is is just after 7 p.m., so I am going to put an end to this post right here and go and have a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and watch some television via our Android TV Box.

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Dissension in the Ranks

I suspect that due to my wife indulging in some wine last evening after she was home from working the day at her friend's Thai restaurant, she was considerably less solicitous of me during my latter evening nap than she probably otherwise would have been. 

Quite apart from disturbing intrusions into the bedroom, at one point she even seemed to be putting away laundry! That finished it for me ─ sleep was impossible.

I was wearing a bandana blindfold, but my awareness was not entirely removed.

As I impatiently waited for her to exit the room so that I could check the time, I was discouraged to see that it was barely into the midnight hour. It was time for me to rise and begin putting in the overnight hours in which I get some work done here at my computer, even though I felt the sleep deficit.

She remained up another hour or more; and her youngest son never went to bed until the night was probably fading. The older lad is working a graveyard shift.

Due to having risen so early into the midnight hour, I was to finish what I felt of necessity needed doing; and I was probably back in bed by 4:45 a.m. ─ I now forget if my youngest stepson was still up or not.

I acquired a little more sleep, and by about 9 a.m. was awake again and checking the time. I had of course had prior wakefulness, but I had only once checked the time before this ─ about an hour earlier.

Anyway, I rose and came here to my computer to spend some time before heading downstairs just ahead of 10 a.m. to boil water for an black instant coffee, and to then join my brother and watch some T.V.

At his invitation, I put our Android TV Box into action and played a 55-minute Librti.com video uploaded just yesterday: The Librti Show Ep. 11 - Tanya Gaw from Action4Canada and the Vaccine Victims Campaign.   

The general public can watch that video, but they cannot see the comments. There are not too many of those, but the majority are ... critical. Even some Librti.com members are accusative of Tanya Gaw's efforts; and I think that not all of the commenters even watched the full video. As one critic observed, "[I] don't have time to listen the entire length of the many videos on here."  

Another wrote, "I understand there is a lot of information to cover, which is great for the few choir members stedfast enough to sit though it...."

Not only was Tanya Gaw essentially accused of profiting from the donations thus far received for the long-promised court action against the B.C. province, but even Odessa and Norbert Orlewicz were implied to be profiting from donations they receive towards keeping Liberti.com running and to fund Odessa's videos.

I saw similar attacks against Tanya Gaw beneath a post Odessa had made a day or so earlier heralding the above video, so clearly some members of the Librti.com community are highly dissatisfied and distrusting ─ even of Odessa.

My brother and I have never donated to any of these causes, but if I had the money (I only have a retirement pension as income), I would donate. The people who are complaining do not understand where the legal campaign sits, nor what its overall fund now totals, and many are more than suspicious about the project.

Some don't even like that Rocco Galati is the lawyer spearheading the intended lawsuit against the province ─ the lawyer has previously defended at least a couple of accused Canadian Muslim terrorists and helped get them acquitted.

I think more people would have a better understanding of what is holding up the projected legal action against the province if they would only watch these explanatory videos, but as said previously, not everyone can do so due to how long these videos can be. And unlike what my brother and I are doing ─ using our Android TV Box to watch the videos on T.V. ─ most people are only going to be able to watch them on their computers.

And that tends to be a solitary activity, unlike what can be done with a television in one's living room.

Hey, I have to stop. It is already after 8 p.m.

I only have time to say that I got in better than an hour of sunning this afternoon, but not too much exercise. I needed a nap, but I held off until after I had sunned and then had my day's first meal.

Unfortunately, by the time I sought my nap, I crashed heavily, and it was already past 7 p.m. by the time I checked the time and in some shock forced myself up from bed.

I can blame my wife for this, ruining my sleep as she did late last evening.  

I had hoped to be able to get away after today's afternoon nap on the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store to increase my beer supply, but that was impossible. I still feel a tad groggy.

My wife had to work this afternoon (she usually has a 4 p.m. start on such days), so she will be coming home again when I am attempting to nap this latter evening. However, I don't think she will have to work tomorrow, and consequently I will not be able to get away to do that beer hike that day (I do not drive).

I am not in any beer need at present ─ I just wanted the activity and the extra boost to my supply.

Okay, I have said enough for today.

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Lying Facebook ─ Zuckerberg and His Fact Checkers Belong in Purgatory

I want to place this here at the start of my post just to get it out of the way, for I have been forgetting.

Two days ago, I posted the following image to Facebook along with my own observation as follows:

What's it going to take for people to figure this out and yank their heads out of the sand??

Of course there is no question that these pricks are all steeped into the worst of the eugenics movement, fully believing that our planet needs a profound decrease in its population.

Well, Facebook can't have anything like that go unchallenged, and so I was notified with this:

I am not going to reproduce any link in that notification ─ I refuse to give it any such dignity. However, I can tell you that nowhere was a fact provided to refute anything about that post. Facebook only has to say that something about it is "partly false" ─ but no explanation of just what was false is provided.

The bastards are lying.

And people are still booking their turn at the 'vaccine' game of Russian roulette that is killing are disabling more people than the COVID flu ever did.

People are so abominably effing stupid to still be falling for this homicidal rot. 

I mean, bloody Hell ─ think, you clods! You're the origin of the COVID variants ─ not those of us who are un-'vaccinated' and who never seem to get sick. The hospitals are taking in very sick 'vaccinated' people ─ not the un-'vaccinated' despite what the lying mainstream media claims.

I heard today on a 55-minute Odessa Orlewicz video which my younger brother and I watched this morning ─ July 19-Pegasus Tech Spying On Activists, Macron Loses His Mind & Jabba'd Spreading Dis$ease ─ that young people on Twitter have taken to calling this false 'vaccination' "the clot shot". Obviously, that's a witty recognition of the blood clotting dangers even they are faced with from these damned toxic injections. 

The healthy young don't get seriously sick from COVID, but they are dying and suffering lifelong medical consequences when they are injected with this lethal 'protection'.

On a related note, after my brother and I had watched that Odessa Orlewicz video, I tuned in a 17-minute Stew Peters Show report: HORRIFIC! - FIVE Jet Blue Airlines Pilots DEAD, Media Intentionally Hiding Vaxx Fears.

People need to learn about these things ─ not keep their heads buried deep in the sand.

Incidentally, the Odessa Orlewicz video link is to her YouTube video ─ she had foolishly failed to load it anywhere else where it would not be in jeopardy of being banned by the host media. Odessa concentrates far too much on livestreaming her videos to Facebook and YouTube instead of just creating a show and then uploading it somewhere far more secure.

It is a vain weakness or flaw in her.

But allow me to report on last evening.

My wife had shown up early in the evening, but I did not let that deter me from getting to bed quite early ─ maybe no later than 9:30 p.m.

I was to manage to get to sleep until the point in time arrived where I was aware of her fussing about in the bedroom for some while, and it occurred to me that she seemed likely readying for bed ─ I had been considering shifting positions to find a further bout of sleep.

When she opportunely exited the bedroom to go into the bathroom, I checked the time, and was very much surprised to find that it was 1:47 a.m.

I hardly ever sleep that well upon retiring early in the evening.

So I rose ─ I had work to get done here at my computer. No one else in the house was up; and when my wife at last went to bed, I alone was up. Of course, my eldest stepson was not home ─ he is working a graveyard shift this week.

I was not to return to bed until after 6 a.m.

At the time, I wondered if I might sleep too long and fail to rise in time to get downstairs by 10 a.m. to join my brother for our usual latter morning T.V. togetherness wherein I operate our Android TV Box and provide programming that he would not likely otherwise see, for he doesn't know how to operate that device, nor can he use a computer.

Well, after some sleep, I woke to check the time and found that it was not much after 8 a.m. ─ too bloody early. So I sought further sleep. I think that I may have lapsed into some when my wife's stirrings disturbed me. She was up and fussing about, and then went to the bathroom.

A time check revealed that it was not yet 9 a.m., so I rose and dressed.

It developed that she was to work today at her friend's Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. When she has a full day there, her starting time is 11 a.m.

I came here to my computer, which I keep in a small room next to my bedroom; and toward 10 a.m. went downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee and to then join my brother.

We were to watch T.V. as already described, and then I followed the Stew Peters Show with an episode of Inside No. 9 ─ specifically, season four's episode three ("Once Removed"). For a 'dark comedy' series, this episode had nothing funny about it ─ as is very often the case, it was quite bloody and murderous.

The last show we were to watch was an episode of Black Sails ─ season two's episode seven ("XV.").

At that show's conclusion, it was almost 1 p.m., so my brother sought his bedroom for some rest before leaving for the afternoon to ultimately resume his daily drinking somewhere.

I got to work on the start of this post.

Eventually I stopped to both have some exercise and to get in some backyard sunning, putting in well over 65 minutes commencing at 2:41 p.m., and attired in just my swimming trunks.

Thereafter, I finally had my day's first meal ─ a rather filling affair that necessitated a return to bed for a deep and needed nap.

Upon checking the time after eventually waking from it, I was almost startled to find that it was around 6:30 p.m. ─ I had to hasten to return to work on this post, for I want time this evening to enjoy a cold can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) while watching some T.V. before having a light supper.

And then I will be getting to bed early once again so that I can sit up in the weest a.m. hours working on various things ─ mainly here at my computer.

With all of that explained, I shall here take my leave until next I blog.

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💀☠💀☠💀☠ Discouragement

It seems to me that I might have gotten to bed last evening by 9:15 p.m., but for some reason that seems likely later than was the case ─ whatever it was.

No matter; upon getting some sleep, I had just roused enough to be curious on the time when I believed that I had just heard my younger brother retire to his bedroom for the night. A check of the time revealed it be be midnight.   

It was time to rise and get some work done here at my computer.

With such an early start, I could have returned to bed by 4:30 a.m. But no; the sordid element within me was too strong, and I remained up until I heard my eldest stepson arrive home following completion of his graveyard shift that he just commenced and will remain on for two weeks (in all likelihood). 

Thus, my return to bed was anywhere from 6:15 - 6:30 a.m., and I was most discouraged ─ my Monday was now in jeopardy.

I was to sleep, and then be awake around 8 a.m. when I needed use of the toilet. One of my two stepsons had just vacated it.

I slept a wee bit more thereafter, and never checked the time again until just after 9:30 a.m., and of course galvanized and rose then because I wanted to begin watching some T.V. with my younger brother around 10 a.m.

I had some videos in mind that ranged from July 16 - 17, so I wanted to locate those on YouTube and get them playing as opposed to just downloading them onto a USB flash drive and not watching them for maybe two or even three weeks ─ they were timely, for they all related to what has been happening in South Africa with the awful riots and looting, and the murders of farmers (especially White farmers).

The videos were okay, but the main and longest one fell short of expectation. It was well over two hours long, but the host began responding to viewers' comments and questions to what was originally a live feed, and as a result more than half of the video was devoted to that.

Well, that was a drag as far as I was concerned ─ I have better material to watch, so I tuned out. Also, I don't believe that the host ever identified why there seemed to be such a concerted effort on this often organized looting which regularly focused upon food and food distribution facilities; as well as why farmers were being driven from their lands (or risk them and their entire families being gruesomely slaughtered).

If this is not some element of "The Great Reset", I will be extremely surprised.

By the way, on a related note, just recently my brother and I watched a video that featured Dr. Robert Malone and two other chaps. Naturally, they were discussing the perils ─ evils ─ of the COVID 'vaccines'.

Well, just yesterday I learned of the following communication from the doctor that had occurred the day prior:

Robert W Malone, MD
@RWMaloneMD
So, I hope that this is hyperbole and an over-reaction, but last night an experienced journalist told me that I need to get security because I was at risk of being assassinated. I do not know how to even begin to think about this. I am just a middle class person. Security??!!??
4:38 AM · Jul 18, 2021·Twitter Web App

https://twitter.com/RWMaloneMD
So, I guess I have to say this.  I am not suicidal.  I am at peace with myself and the world. 

Dr. Malone was making it known via Twitter that he is not suicidal ─ just in case he should suddenly be found dead and suicide appearing to be the 'most likely' cause.

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I am sorry ─ dissolution finally caught up with me. But at least I am now free of distraction for at least a couple of days.

I threw away my afternoon, and then was so disheartened at both missing my scheduled toolshed exercising and my afternoon sunning that I retired to my bed and had a deep nap.

Fortunately, following the nap, around 7:15 p.m. I found the substance to seek the backyard toolshed and have that exercise session ─ and I did well, I must admit.

My wife arrived home while I was out there, but both of her sons were here to interact with.

Anyway, it is approaching 9 p.m. at present. Despite the nap, I feel as if I will be able to get some sleep over the course of the latter evening to fortify me for the several hours that I will be up overnight working on a few things.

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Some Thoughts on UFC 257's Main Card

My wife was home yesterday until around 5:30 p.m. As often happens on such days, I just was not up to creating a post here.

And although the morning was overcast, by mid-afternoon I could have sunned, but I just did not feel like the bother. Had my wife not been here, I likely would have, however.

When she finally left (not to return until probably tomorrow, for she spends a lot of her free time somewhere in Vancouver), I never blogged because I felt too depleted. I needed a nap. Unfortunately, it was too late into the day for one ─ if taken, then I would not likely be able to sleep away the latter evening, as is my custom (to fortify me to sit up for those later overnight hours when I work here at my computer).

All I could think to do to keep myself engaged was to watch some T.V. via our Android TV Box, so I opted to tune in January 24's UFC 257. The programme I located using the Kodi addon "The Crew" only included the five "Main card" bouts, and I was able to shorten the broadcast even more by fast-forwarding through a lot of the undesired blather about upcoming bouts and so forth. 

Naturally, the main event was the match between Conor McGregor and Dustin Poirier. I couldn't really remember if I knew who won this match or not, but I had a slight hunch that maybe Conor did lose. 

And so it was ─ the referee stopped the bout in the second round after it was clear that Conor was unable to defend himself against the onslaught of fierce punches from Dustin Poirier. I know how arrogant Conor is, but I also know how capable a fighter he is, and my respect for him had me rather hoping he would prevail. Besides, I don't think I've ever seen Dustin Poirier fight before, so I had no particular sentimental allegiance toward him.

The so-called co-main event was a match between Michael Chandler and Dan Hooker. I did have some recollection of having seen Michael Chandler before and had 'good vibes' concerning that memory; and I was impressed by his compact muscularity, whereas Dan Hooker was unknown to me. I also tend to sympathize with shorter guys over the taller ones, as a rule.

Consequently, I was siding with Michael ─ and he did indeed win, in the first round.

I love the women fighters! Those bouts are huge draws for me. And I got to see two such bouts among the five that were included in the programme. 

One of those two women's fights featured Jessica Eye ─ whom I had heard of, but was unsure if I had ever seen in action before ─ versus someone named Joanne Calderwood who was unknown to me.   

To me, Jessica Eye looked to be physically superior, and I thought she had great legs. Joanne Calderwood didn't look like she had too much going for her. However, she was reported to have said that Jessica Eye seemed to be something of a bully from what Joanne had seen of her in the past, and I truly do not like bully personalities.

Also, Joanne Calderwood is Scottish, and I love the accents of Scottish and Irish ladies.

Still, I sure did like those legs of Jessica Eye! It's unfortunate that they were not as utilitarian as were Joanne Calderwood's ─ Joanne was constantly kicking, and I think that's what ultimately wore down Jessica. I did not expect it, but Joanne Calderwood won via a unanimous decision after the fight ran the fullness of its allotted time.

I think I was pleased for her.

The fight between Makhmud Muradov and Andrew Sanchez held no significance for me, since I knew nothing of either fighter, although Makhmud of Tajikistan came from a part of the world that produces some exceptionally tough combatants. I respect that. He also had decidedly handsome features.

Andrew Sanchez had a good reputation from what the announcers described, but he looked quite soft in comparison to Makhmud ─ who was a heavy hitter. I found myself impressed by Makhmud straight off, but I began to feel sympathy for Andrew Sanchez who performed considerably better than I thought he would. However, he still lost, even though he made it more than halfway through the final round.

The other women's match I watched pitted Marina Rodriguez against Amanda Ribas, neither of whom I was familiar with. However ─ and rather peculiarly ─ both women were from Brazil. They went all the way to Abu Dhabi to fight one another?

Anyway, not knowing a thing about either lady, I was more attracted to Amanda Ribas (she's actually very cute in this video interview), so I aligned with her for that reason alone, I suppose. Notwithstanding, she was to lose after the referee stopped the fight in the second round when she suffered a direct head shot that rendered her too dazed to properly defend herself. 

I didn't watch anything else after that fight broadcast was over; and ultimately, I was probably to bed before 9:30 p.m. The goal was to sleep for as long as I could because I wanted to make the 5.625-mile round trip hike to the nearest outlet of the Real Canadian Superstore (Google Map). In anticipation, I was already resigned to not putting in any work on the post that I have in draft at one of my two hosted websites.

After a few episodes of broken sleep, my first time check was most disappointing ─ it was not yet quite 12:30 a.m. It had seemed that it must surely be far later than that, for sleep was not easy at all.

I then tried getting to sleep on my stomach. For some reason, I seem able to have longer bouts of sleep when I fall asleep in that position.

And that turned out to be the case last night. After I fell asleep and then checked the time upon coming awake again, it was just after 2 a.m. That was going to have to suffice, I soon decided.

My eldest stepson was not yet to bed, and he in fact did not finally seek his bed until toward 5:30 a.m. when I was outside watering the plants in the front yard.

I suppose that it was around 6:12 a.m. by the time I began my hike (I do not drive).

As much as I love being able to get deeply coloured by the sunshine in the latter Spring and through much of the Summer, I truly do appreciate being able to make these shopping hikes when it is still dark long into the mid-a.m. hours. When the Sun is already glaring brilliantly so early in the morning as it was when I left home, the traffic is already building, and more people are out afoot than would ever be the case if it was still deeply dark.

I miss the anonymity.

Anyway, I got my shopping done, but I had quite a load gripped in each hand to bear home in the tote bags I had brought. Incidentally, this was the first visit I made to that store since B.C. lifted the wholly unnecessary and ineffectual face mask mandate as of July 1st. 

I must emphasize that the load I had to tote home became exceptionally challenging. I had tingling in both hands from circulation impairment during the final mile; and during the last ½ mile, my arms had become so weak that I found myself unable to raise one with its gripped load in order to try and wipe some annoying perspiration from the side of my nose. 

My younger brother had still not risen by the time I was home nigh 8:30 a.m. And after I had put everything away, I was so overcome by the rigours of that shopping experience that I felt I had little choice but to get back to bed.

I slowly submerged into sleep, and never checked the time again until something like 11:10 a.m. ─ I had overshot the chance to watch a more than two-hour video that I wanted my brother to see with me concerning the dreadful rioting situation that has been going on in South Africa of late. I have the impression that the video will concern itself with "The Great Reset" and with China's emergence as an insidious meddling and invasive global threat.

The only thing we did watch of note was Engineering an Empire: Russia. 

Note that the link is to a different BitChute video source than the one I originally used for the download I had made onto a USB flash drive to use with our Android TV Box for the convenience of watching the video on our T.V., but I now do not know just what link it was that I used ─ there are a number of different locations. 

It was definitely an interesting video.

I followed it with an Episode of Deadbeat ─ and specifically season three's episode three ("Bong Pong").

Its conclusion brought us to just about 1 p.m., and my brother was then set to retire to his bedroom for some rest ere heading off for the afternoon to eventually resume his daily drinking somewhere.

My body was still feeling the stress that my early shopping expedition had presented, but I decided to engage three sets of pull-ups out in the backyard toolshed; and then at 2:41 p.m. began a little over an hour of sunning while attired in my swimming trunks.

Incidentally, on Thursday after similarly sunning, I weighed around 178 pounds while stripped right down for the bath I was then to have.

After today's sunning, I finally had my first meal of the day. It was sufficiently overburdening that I had to resort to my bed once more and slip off into another nap while facilitating the meal's assimilation.

But at present it is already after 7:30 p.m., and I want to watch a little T.V. while enjoying a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) before I have a light supper. 

And with that declared, I here tender my adieu for today.

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Finally ─ a Cloudy Day (Although No Rain)

As often happens when I have my wife home for the day, I found no time to post here yesterday. I had hoped to be able to report that the previous day's titular ignominy was earned post-publication, and actually quite intense.

Yesterday began overcast; and in fact it was not until early into the afternoon that I saw that I would be able to get in my mid-afternoon sunning. But I had needed to lie down beforehand, and was too enfeebled to be able to deal with the scheduled toolshed exercising that I had wanted to tackle beforehand.

I got around this by sunning my front for just over a half hour whilst attired in my swim trunks, and then I exercised, doing rather well. Thereafter, I finished up the sunning by exposing my back for better than another half hour. 

The past few nights toward daybreak have been very cool ─ I have been finding it too cool to comfortably sleep with just the sheet that I have been using. And with my wife in bed as well, I have had to settle because I have not cared to rise to get any extra covering.

When I returned to bed around 4:50 a.m. this morning after sitting up overnight to work on a few things here at my computer, I wore my jeans and a sleeveless tee-shirt; but even those became inadequate, so I plucked up a heavy blanket that was on the floor by my side of the bed, and I covered myself with that in addition to the sheet and the clothes I had on.

The blanket was double- or even triple-folded because I didn't want to intrude it upon my wife by unfolding it to spread it out, yet even that extra measure did not prove enough to make me feel uncomfortably warm (as one might think that it would).

I just find it strange that the heat of day can yield such exceptionally cool temperatures now when the night is on its last legs.

Note that my wife had to work today ─ a full day with her usual 11 a.m. start at the Thai restaurant that employs her part-time, so she left around 10:40 a.m. on her drive. Thus, I have had some liberty here at home for things like blogging.

Yesterday morning my brother and I watched an exceptional video that did a superb job of exposing everything that has been false concerning the scamdemic / plandemic / casedemic that has affected the lives of our entire planet.

I have now just finished posting the video to my Facebook account.

It will be futile, of course. None of the sheep will watch anything that is an hour long and which debunks everything they think and passionately believe is true. The alternative ─ that people like me might actually be right about what is going on ─ is unthinkable to them.

And of course, people I know would not ever want to 'give me the satisfaction' of proving them to have been wrong all along.

Anyway, this is that worthy video (the link is to a BitChute source): DOCUMENTARY: [ARE WE] FOLLOWING THE SCIENCE? 

I cannot remember that my brother watched anything of note this morning when I put our Android TV Box into action, so that must have indeed been the way of it. And we were only to watch T.V. until noon ─ that turned out to be when my brother wanted to seek some bed rest ere heading off for an early afternoon rendezvous at a pub to play pool with one of his drinking buddies.

For the first time in months, I actually ate my first meal of the day in the early noon hour while my brother was resting. I didn't even exercise first. I was tired, and wanted a nap. To my thinking, if I ate first and early, I could then exercise later.

I didn't need to be concerned about having to sun ─ the first time today that I noticed any brief sunshine was after 5 p.m.

I have also been nursing the notion of heading off on the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store to add another two dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) to my supply. My midday meal still has me feeling too overburdened to be able to handle the short scheduled exercise session that I feel otherwise obligated to try and discharge ─ exercises like pull-ups are involved, and performing those on a full belly is unwise, particularly for a 71-year-old.

However, since my nap, I have been quite involved in a lot of research on genealogy, and now my eyes are worn out ─ I need to at least rest them for a while before trying to get outside into the day and confront the world. I also feel tired again.

I may just wait and hope that my meal settles more than it has, for my conscience wants me to at least stick to that exercise regimen if I am not going to undertake the hike.

I would also like to pursue something that came up in my genealogical research, so I am going to call it quits for today right here where blogging is concerned.

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