Well, my younger brother spent his 70th birthday yesterday as he best desired, off somewhere with his drinking crowd, so I felt scant guilt for enforcing the 9:30 p.m. deadline that I had in place for him ─ I would not be available thereafter to put our Android TV Box into action once he deigned to finally show up.
I had my cellphone alarm set for 4 a.m., and it was probably in the neighbourhood of 10 p.m. once I was into my bed.
Of late my ears have been stopping up quite severely when I am lying down ─ especially my left ear; so I barely noticed my cellphone alarm when it sounded. I was mostly awake at the time, fortunately. I had been affected with considerable wakefulness for quite some while by that point ─ so much so, that it took a lot of resolve not to be checking the time, for I was starting to consider that maybe my alarm had failed and it was beyond 4 a.m.
My plans for the morning involved getting out for a bit of a walk, and to deposit the cheque my brother had given me a week or more back that included a 25% contribution towards the annual property taxes, as well as his usual monthly expenses reconciliation. The cheque was for $1,116 and change.
I also intended to do some shopping at the nearest Save-On-Foods here in Surrey, and which is possibly three-quarters of a mile from here (at most). I do not drive, so I walk.
The ATM I intended to use was at the Coast Capital Savings headquarters marked on this Google Map ─ as can be seen, Save-On-Foods is located just below that location, so the two are practically neighbours.
Save-On-Foods opens at 7 a.m., so the intention was to leave here well enough ahead of time so that I could put in some additional walking distance.
I do not often succeed in getting away extra early, but this time I did. I even watered some of the front yard garden plants.
On my way to the ATM, I stopped at an elementary school playground to perform four sets of pull-ups on the gymnastics-style rings that are a feature there, and I was pleased with myself at managing to achieve 4 - 2 - 2 - 2 repetitions for those four sets of pull-ups, taking a 30-count between sets.
Since I expect that fully clothed as I was, I probably weighed into the upper 190-pound range at a height of not quite five feet and 11 inches, managing that many full pull-ups at my age of 72 is notable.
And then things did not go so well.
I got to the ATM and managed to reach the options screen where I would normally find the envelope deposit option listed along with maybe seven other options ... but the spot where that deposit option is normally listed was empty ─ all of the other options were present on the blue screen, but the envelope option space was simply empty blue screen.
That elicited a curse. I needed to get the cheque deposited, for there was not much comfort room in the chequing account balance if the cheque for the property taxes ─ which was delivered last Monday ─ got negotiated tomorrow. In other words, I did not think that I ought to do any grocery shopping without having my brother's cheque deposited.
I knew that there was another ATM at the opposite corner of the building complex, so I set off to see if that ATM was similarly lacking. Unfortunately, I was not to learn if it was or was not; just as I was within sight of the ATM, I noticed that there were three likely 'street people' sitting on a blanket directly across from the machine ─ maybe a dozen feet from it.
Darned if I was going to present myself as someone with the wherewithal to be actually making an ATM deposit.
So I turned about and on the fly pondered my options.
I decided to walk deeper into Whalley, for I could remember that there was a Sharons Credit Union along the main drag (King George Boulevard) at 105A Avenue (Google Map), but it would be a walk of over half a mile to get to it.
It was important that I access a credit union ATM, because there is a partnership agreement among them all whereby they do not charge fees to the members of other credit unions for using an ATM not of that customer's place of business. As the old advertisement went, all credit union ATMs are 'ding free' to other credit union members.
As luck would have it, as I trod the King George, it was not until I was actually right upon Vancity that it dawned upon me that it was a credit union, and its location (Google Map) saved me having to walk more than a further quarter mile.
As unfamiliar as the ATM was, I was able to make the deposit without any issue.
And so I was now free to turn back and do my shopping at Save-On-Foods, although I chose to leave the King George and take Whalley Boulevard (Google Map) back to the Fraser Highway (Google Map) ─ Save-On-Foods is a short distance to the left in the Hub One / Two complex as one looks at that Google Map.
Anyway, it was good to have all done and to get back home. All told, I may have put in up to three miles of walking.
After getting back home, I did not waste too much time ere getting back into bed for a little further rest ─ I likely managed an hour, if not a little more. By that time my brother was up and just finishing with the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I subscribe to, and about to transition to the television.
I soon joined him; and when invited to, I put our Android TV Box into action and lined us up with a June 30 Action4Canada upload to Rumble: Intelligence Analyst, Security & Operational Risk Manager, Research Analysts Expert & Live Q&A.
Thomas Quiggin, (M.A, C.D.) is a court qualified expert on terrorism in both the Federal and Criminal Courts and is also a court expert on “the reliability of intelligence as evidence.” (Federal Court). Tom is a Senior Fellow at S. Rajaratnam School of International Studies at the Nanyang Technological University, Singapore. He has 30 plus years of practical intelligence experience in a variety of positions. These include the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, the Bank of Canada, the Canadian Armed Forces, the United Nations Protection Force in Yugoslavia, Citizenship and Immigration Canada (War Crimes), the International War Crimes Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia (The Hague), and the Privy Council Office of Canada. He was also a qualified arms control inspector for the Conventional Forces in Europe Treaty and the Vienna Document. He has testified before the Senate and House of Commons committees as well as the Air India Inquiry (Commission of Inquiry into the Investigation of the Bombing of Air India Flight 182)
This was my introduction to Thomas Quiggin, but he most definitely was NOT a disappointment. With guys like him on the side of the 'Freedom Movement', it is a legitimate force of reckoning indeed!
The video was over 1¾ hours (1:48:47) in duration. At its conclusion, I then tuned in a 2018 documentary: A Shot in the Dark. Sources for the 33-minute feature can be found at BitChute (such as here and here).
The truth about vaccines.
How odd that both of those BitChute links claim that the documentary is from 2020, whereas IMDb says that it was released in 2018.
Thereafter we did not have too much more time for T.V., so I tuned in an episode of The Last O.G. ─ we've now just begun the second season.
Once that was finished, my brother sought some bed rest before heading away for the afternoon and early evening to 'socialize' somewhere.
I had myself my day's first meal, and then for a change of pace I had an early bath. I did so because the overcast morning had developed into a brilliantly sunny afternoon, and I did not want to be having a bath following any sunning. By then my skin tends to be too sensitive, but I also do not appreciate scrubbing off the surface skin oils involved in vitamin D synthesis.
As well, I would be shaving my scalp and some of my face, and doing so tends to scrape off newly sun-kissed surface skin. My face and scalp do not retain the Sun's colouring for long, so I prefer having that colouring settle well in. (I will not be having another bath and shave until next Wednesday.)
My brother was gone when I had finished my bath.
The bath had been very hot, and left me depleted. I sat here at my computer in my darkened bedroom while I allowed the heavy perspiration to largely evaporate, and then I lay down with a thought to perhaps nap. However, after resting for some minutes, curiosity had me take a peek at the time, and I was appalled to find that it was already past 3 p.m.
And so I hustled myself out to the backyard and ─ attired in just a pair of gym-style shorts ─ I sunned from something like 3:13 - 4:18 p.m.
My youngest stepson had been home earlier, but he must have had to work an afternoon / evening shift, for he was gone when I returned into the house (I later came to the conclusion that he was just back in bed). His older brother is still away on a Cancún escape with some friends.
I never did cop an afternoon nap, but it is for the best. And this evening, I shall sit up awaiting my brother's arrival home so that we can watch some T.V. ─ maybe even a movie ─ of my picking via our Android TV Box.
And I will be having a couple of cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I seek to keep myself supplied with.
With all of that said, here is where today's post completes.
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