As a result of my four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store (Google Map) yesterday, i was left with no free time for a post here.
The afternoon had been sufficiently sunny that I could have enjoyed some backyard sunshine, but I did not wish to jeopardize that outing. Nevertheless, I dallied until close to 6 p.m. before finally getting on my way.
I had my younger brother's monthly expenses reconciliation cheque to deposit, so on my way i ensured that my route took me by the Coast Capital Savings headquarters building (Google Map) nigh a mile or so from here.
Other than the strenuous trip back home bearing around 18 pounds (8.16466 kilos) from each hand during the two-mile walk back home, there was nothing else eventual (i.e., consequential) about the trip. I had bought two dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and a four-litre box of Domaine d'Or Red wine. By putting six of the cans of malt with the box of wine, the load was evenly distributed.
That looming venture prevented me from having a second course that day of the Magic Mineral Solution (chlorine dioxide) protocol that I began the day prior where I had five separate hourly hits of a drop each of sodium chlorite (NaClO2) and a 50% citric acid solution that were mixed together, and then 20 to 30 seconds later a few ounces of water were added and the mix then drunk.
Yesterday I would have doubled the number of drops taken at one time if only I was going to be home the entire day; but having failed to participate in the course, after my latter evening nap yesterday, early into the midnight hour I undertook that protocol and actually kept at it for six sessions, the final one being shortly after 5 a.m.
I returned to bed around 5:30 a.m. this morning.
Thus far, I notice nothing, except that I do not normally drink that much water. Anyway, tomorrow I will up each dose to three drops each of the NaClO2 and citric acid, and seek to do so for six separate hourly ingestions.
My younger brother had his second session today, but he was still sticking with the single drop of the two substances. And as I am doing, he abstained from coffee or eating anything during the full course.
Actually, I think he has now gone two days without any coffee whatsoever.
On a vaguely related topic, this latter morning he and I watched a nearly 15-minute video excerpted from Joe Rogan's podcast in which he clarified the recent misinformation rampant in the mainstream media that claims he used veterinarian ivermectin to treat a case of COVID-19 he contracted: Joe Rogan's COVID Experience & CNN’S False Ivermectin Claims.
I also tuned in an episode of a little over an hour of a Corbett Report: Meet the World Economic Forum.
By the way, my brother advance-voted early this morning in the current federal election. He of course voted for our riding's People's Party of Canada (PPC) candidate, Joe Kennedy. Had I not sat up overnight as I did, I would have voted early this morning too.
But I still plan to vote today. And since I see that right now it is 6 p.m., I am going to break here, get ready, and hike the half-mile to my riding's voting place. (My older maternal half-sister Phyllis let me know earlier today that she voted for the PPC in her riding.)
Okay, that's done!
I wanted to go there with my wife today to ensure that she would vote, but she had to work this afternoon and never got up until maybe 2 p.m.
She won't be back until Monday, the last chance to vote in the advance polls. The main election day is the Monday after that.
She has absolutely no interest in voting, so I am full of uncertainty that she will 'find the time' ─ everything else is so much more important to her than this most important election of my damned lifetime.
And I'm 71 years old!
Maybe if she is a widow because I die resisting mandatory 'vaccination', she will realize just how important this election really was to me.
By the way, not only did I buy ($35) a five-year membership to the PPC early this past week, but today I felt inspired to donate $100 ─ I never thought in my lifetime that I would make a donation to a political party. I could never understand anyone's passion or devotion to want to do such a thing.
And now I have done it.
My thinking is that if the PPC fails to get a significant number of seats, then Canada is lost ─ and so am I, for I will fight to the death before I submit to a effing mandatory 'vaccine'.
Yet in two days, the province is introducing a 'limited' vaccine passport that of course is only going to expand in scope and be permanent.
I want to have a drink or two, so I am going to close this post by talking a little bit about having watched the series finale last evening of the comedy series Schooled.
I'm going to miss those characters.
But at least we got to see lovely Lainey and nice-guy teacher 'C.B.' finally engage in an extended kiss of passion that was at last going to cement them as a romantic couple.
I liked Lainey ─ that is, actress AJ Michalka ─ ever since she appeared as Erica Goldberg's best friend early in The Goldbergs. I thought the young thing was a babe!
This notion was very much consolidated when I caught her acting in a co-lead role with her sister in the movie Weepah Way for Now. As I recall, there were a lot of skimpy swimsuit scenes in that movie, and those two girls were in gorgeous shape!
My final thought here today returns to the election. Specifically, I must ensure that I encourage my two stepsons to vote ─ for the PPC, of course.
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