With my early a.m. walk planned for this morning ─ overnight, really ─ I only sat up last evening to watch an episode each of two of the T.V. series that my younger brother and I follow in common.
Those two shows were Arrow and The Last O.G.
Where Arrow is concerned, I see now that we watched the second-to-last (or penultimate) episode of the entire series, for season eight is to be the finish and we have now seen nine of the 10 episodes of that final season.
I also see that we are to see nothing further of "Green Arrow & The Canaries", nor learn how the episode's cliffhangers were supposed to have ended.
What a wretched way to treat fans who have followed the entire season through eight years of episodes!
Notwithstanding saying that, I am unsure how much I would have enjoyed The Canaries as a series of its own, for I have had my fill of all of the various Arrow villains that they would keep encountering ad nauseum with never an ultimate resolution to put a finish to any of them.
This becomes so tedious.
I will miss, however, actress Katie Cassidy as villainess Black Siren gradually becoming the good gal Black Canary. I loved her evolving conversion.
My gosh! In researching all of this, I have just now discovered why Oliver Queen's adult daughter ─ that is, actress Katherine McNamara portraying her ─ has always been so familiar to me. She had the lead role in the T.V. series Shadowhunters, of which I watched every episode.
I had no inkling whatsoever!
Anyway, I was to bed by maybe 10:45 p.m. with my cellphone alarm set for 2:30 a.m. to get me up for my Surrey walk that must have been a minimum of 5½ miles overall.
My wife was largely shut up in her bedroom ─ the door was just slightly ajar ─ watching a video on her tablet or smartphone when I retired, so I did so without a word to her.
That alarm pulled me from sleep, but I groggily hustled myself up to hastily ready for the excursion. And at latest, it was 2:45 a.m.once my nocturnal journey had begun.
The route that I selected was largely the same as one I first experienced last week. The rectangular perimeter of my route had 96th and 104th Avenues on two sides, and 132nd and 148th Streets on the other two sides ─ the essential centre point of that rectangle would have been the 9800 block of 140th Street as shown on this Google Map.
I deviated from that precise rectangle such that I see now that I definitely exceeded 5½ miles, and it was 4:47 a.m. by the time I was back and standing outside of the locked front door. In other words, I was gone just over two hours.
Unlike when I made the hike last week for the first time, this time I did not find walking alongside the Green Timbers Urban Forest Park ─ especially along 100th and 96th Avenues ─ to be as eerie as it often was last week. For the most part, there are no buildings on the other sides of those two avenues from the main forest ─ just further forest; so as a night pedestrian, one does feel the isolation.
The opposite side of 148th Street is well settled with townhomes and such, and that is also the only side of the street that has the sidewalk. Thus, one feels more removed from the deep and dark night forest.
My eldest stepson was up by the time I had gotten back home, but I made my way into the house and upstairs here to my bedroom where I closed the door without either of us laying eyes upon the other. He was soon to leave for his 12-hour work shift.
I probably remained up for around 50 minutes before returning to bed for some further sleep, and it was something like 9:32 a.m. when I later checked the time and rose for the morning.
My wife was to work a full day today at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment, so she probably got up around 9:50 a.m. to begin readying for her day and the quite long drive to get to the restaurant (which opens at 11 a.m.).
My brother was already up and watching T.V. when I rose in the mid-morning, so I joined him and ─ at his invitation ─ put our Android TV Box to work to make possible (just as was the case last evening for the T.V. shows) the watching of a couple of scamdemic / plandemic / casedemic videos.
I led us off with Christopher James Pritchard's livestream from yesterday that he uploaded to BitChute: Failure Not An Option. It was just over an hour in duration (1:04:14).
It was definitely entertaining ─ the man has absolutely no tolerance for any extant judicial system, and has little respect for people who resort to such systems here in Canada and the States. Towards that end, I was a little surprised to hear him putting down people like ex-RCMP Daniel Buford, and even Chris Sky.
However, very few of us are as knowledgeable about 'Common Law' as is Christopher James, and he does not make it easy to get that education. Just saying to watch unspecified early videos at his website AWarriorCalls.com is almost useless. Who has days in which to wade through those archived videos? I sure do not. He needs to have the specific educational videos itemized, and preferably in some numerical sequence.
But he does not.
Even so, I do find his videos to be encouraging, even if he does keep his 'know-how' almost secret.
The second and final video I tuned in was Tanya Gaw's livestream upload to Rumble on June 14 or 15: Economic Warfare, LGBTQ Political Agenda and Cross-Border Travel.
The description beneath the video is incorrect, for Tanya had no guests that she spoke to. All she did was respond to a few ─ three or four ─ viewers of her original livestream who called in with some questions. Practically all of the nearly 1½-hour (1:25:48) video was Tanya holding forth on the corruption of our school systems with LGBTQ agendas, and how to fight back with her website Action4Canada as a guide.
My brother took leave of the video when there was maybe a half hour to go ─ it was nigh noon, and he had a beer buddy to hook up with, from the sound of things.
I sure as heck hope that he doesn't show up this evening ridiculously plastered ─ I would like to enjoy at least two of the series that we follow in common while having a couple cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I try to keep in stock for myself. If he's too damned hammered and passes out, I will sit through just one episode of something and be done with him for the night.
I ought to mention ere closing today's post that the wholly overcast morning led to some rain by mid-afternoon.
I can normally expect to start my sunning each year by the advent of April, and maybe continue on well into September. But thus far this year, I believe that there have been no more than two 100% sunny afternoons allowing of full actual sunbathing.
God, please get me out of here.
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