Another day of remaining home. I did not even manage to get outside to the backyard toolshed for some exercise there, but I did have some exercise here in the house.
I have some photos to post.
First, I want to report that the snow we had was well on its way to disappearing today, for it only remained wherever it had been piled or had accumulated by falling from some structure such as a roof.
And then we began getting more snow this afternoon. I took this photo at nigh 3:48 p.m. this afternoon:
I don't know why the large flakes of snow that were falling do not seem in evidence; but if such density continued the night through, we would find ourselves with three or four inches on the ground. However, for all I know, there will be rain to interfere with any such accumulation.
Here are a couple of photos of our outdoor Christmas lights that I took on Boxing Day (Sunday, December 26, 2021) at 7:16 a.m.:
This is the only photo that I took on Christmas Day ─ the combined gift that my two stepsons gave my younger brother and I, leaving it for us to figure out how to share the drink:
The next three photos were taken looking out into our backyard from the sundeck sliding door. It was Thursday, December 30 (2021), and around 9:22 a.m. / 9:23 a.m. At the time we had at least five inches of snow:
A minute or so before midnight as New Year's Eve was about to die out and the New Year of 2022 ring in, I took this very poor photo of my younger brother as he set about pouring the two of us each a stiff shot of booze to salute that sentimental chronological transition:
I shall finish with two photos that I took on New Year's Day of my brother and his girlfriend, who was here to spend the night as we drank and watched movies relating to New Year's Eve ─ it was 10:56 p.m. at the time:
I never took the effort to get any photos of my two stepsons, nor my wife anytime she was around.
Apparently my wife had to work a second consecutive full day at her friend's Thai restaurant today, incidentally. On such days my wife has an 11 a.m. start, so she left us soon after 10:30 a.m. for the fairly long drive.
My brother and I were involved watching the remainder of the long (over three hours) video that I wrote of in yesterday's post, for we had cancelled out around the 1-hour-and-45-minute mark: Joe Rogan Interviews Dr. Robert Malone | Joe Rogan Podcast.
The video had been uploaded to BitChute on New Year's Day, but was recorded on December 30, if I remember correctly. It was very interesting, but it stopped playing around the one-hour-and-56-minute point just shy of completing hour two. I finally had to jump ahead a very few minutes to find the working stream again. We may have lost 10 minutes of the interview, but maybe less than that.
Yesterday evening I wasted maybe four ounces of dark rum by drinking it while trying to enjoy a supposed Christmas movie. The farcical waste of time was 2013's Christmas Bounty.
I watch Christmas movies to have my emotions roused with deep sentimentality and even nostalgia, but this filmed nonsense provided none of that. Even rather sexy lead actress Francia Raisa ─ whom I doubt I had ever seen act nor heard of before ─ could not salvage the film.
The bad guy in the movie was played by very huge Aleks Paunovic, and we were expected to believe that Francia's tiny character was able to defeat him in a brawl a couple of times.
I watched a second movie last evening ─ this time, after my brother came home from being with his girlfriend. This quite worthy movie was 2019's Woman Walks Ahead.
It was not until after the movie finished that I discovered that the lead character was played by actress Jessica Chastain. Her character supposedly acquired the Indian name "Woman Walks Ahead" because she was afraid of horses and always insisted on walking. At one point while she is following along behind a horse-riding Sitting Bull ─ beautifully portrayed by actor Michael Greyeyes ─ he complains to her that she would give anyone watching them the impression that she was his captive.
So she had to walk ahead of him (and he on his horse) thereafter.
I never knew that Sitting Bull was basically assassinated. However, the actual event was considerably different than as was depicted in the movie.
I would love to have seen a more accurate portrayal of the events of Jessica Chastain's character, Caroline Weldon, from the time she came to paint Sitting Bull until well thereafter, for in the movie there is no existence of a young son that she historically had brought with her when she came to meet Sitting Bull and to live with the Indians. The boy would have been just entering his teens at the time, and would not live much longer following the death of Sitting Bull.
It was a very interesting movie nonetheless.
As usual, time has run away on me, and it is approaching 7:30 p.m., so I must halt blogging for today, proofread this post, and get it published.
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