Kidnapping and Killing Us

'Twas a very few minutes past 10 p.m. when I was to bed last evening. At the time, no one else was yet home.

My cellphone alarm was set for 2:30 a.m. to get me up for my scheduled walk here in north Surrey of what should be a little more than five miles.

All proceeded accordingly with nothing of particular note, nor did I deviate from this particular walk which has come to be one of my two favourite routes.

As touched upon numerous times previously, the centre point of the rectangle defining my route would be the 9800 block as identified on this Google Map, for the boundaries of that rectangle were formed by 96th and 100th Avenues on two sides, and 132nd and 148th Streets on the other two sides.

In reviewing that Google Map, something has just now come to my attention that I had not before noticed. Note this enlarged screenshot:

If you refer to the Fraser Highway at the bottom left in that screenshot, you will see where 138th Street climbs from that highway, and early into that climb has 138A Street split off from it.

Well, on my walk I happened to take that very route; 138A Street makes a dramatic angling almost immediately after departing from 138th Street and then runs parallel to 138th Street.

At that angling, there is a pathway that leads to the right and fast joins with what is a paved walking lane called Quibble Creek Greenway. I followed that up to 100th Avenue, where I immediately found two gents ─ perhaps homeless ─ taking a break, one of them rummaging through his pack or tote.

I am sure that I rather surprised them, for I basically appeared out of nowhere right beside where they were stationed, one of them seated ─ the Greenway is entirely unilluminated, and I was not using a flashlight. They probably could not imagine why any solitary person would be walking the Greenway in the dark.

There was also another chap who seemed unassociated with these two ─ he was across 100th Avenue and working his way along it to the left after possibly having come out of the Quibble Creek Greenway on that side of 100th Avenue.

Anyway, where I emerged from that Greenway and turned right at 100th Avenue, there is indicated an Abu's Kitchen. 

If there is some manner of eatery there, I have not before known of it. Certainly there is a large house-like structure somewhat well removed from the avenue, but I have always assumed it to be a private residence or possibly a building related to BC Hydro, for the Greenway merely meanders along beneath the BC Hydro transmission lines and their occasional steel towers populating that transmission system corridor. 

The building is fenced off, but does have a bit of a children's playground; however, I seem to recall seeing in the daytime signage indicating "private property".  

If there is an Abu's Kitchen as a restaurant there, then very few people in the general public must realize that it exists.

Anyway, the pair of gents I crossed paths with were the only people with whom I was proximal on my outing. I did see at least three rabbits, and even a skunk ─ I passed it by within 15 feet of where it was exploring some thick, low undergrowth. 

I am getting the impression that skunks may not be particularly alert or aware.

I had my usual four sets of pull-ups early into my walk ─ I like to stop at an elementary school playground that features a set of gymnastics-style rings. There are at least five of these rings, actually, suspended from chains separated along a horizontal length of a metal support that is so high above the ground that it is just about impossible to unwind all of the chains if some hooligans manage to wrap them around that support, thereby rendering them useless.

As seems to be my current limit, the four sets of pull-ups I managed reflected the 6 - 2 - 2 - 2 repetitions that have now become my norm.

It was 2:45 a.m. when I was locking up to embark upon my walk; and it was 4:41 a.m. when I was back at the locked front door of home. As I often do through the hot and dry Summer, though, I remained outside for 20 or more minutes watering garden plants in the front yard before I came into the house.

And it was 5:51 a.m. when I climbed back into bed for a little further sleep.

My morning officially began just after 8:30 a.m. when I checked the time and rose ─ my brother was just about to emerge from his own bedroom after I had risen and dressed.

As has been happening a lot of late, I never heard my wife come home last night following her long workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She had to work another full day again today, so she got up around 9:45 a.m. to begin readying (the restaurant opens at 11 a.m.).

For a change, we actually had a little bit of conversation before she left on her quite long drive.

As far as morning television viewing went, my brother and I only watched two videos. Employing our Android TV Box, I led us off with Christopher James' (A Warrior Calls) upload of yesterday that was almost 1¼ hours (1:14:16) in duration: Kidnapping and Killing Us. 

Christopher touched upon quite a few elements, including the alarming information that wrongly jailed mother, Pam Deol, might possibly have been the failed target of an assassination attempt that was made to look like a shower accident.

This is so damned disgusting ─ everything is disgusting that has happened to the poor woman since her kidnap and near total isolation by 'the Law'.

The second video that we watched was also uploaded to Rumble yesterday, but this time by Laura-Lynn Tyler Thompson ─ it was well over 1½ hours long (1:39:30): Why Is No One Talking About Sudden Dead Doctor Syndrome?

Dr. Roger Hodkinson will join us to discuss why no one seems to want to talk about the recent epidemic of Canadian doctors who are suddenly dropping dead. We will also be joined by Kcarl Smith, who will tell us about Western Civilization’s biggest threat – the anti-God, anti-liberty agenda, that is Critical Race Theory. Kcarl Smith is a nationally recognized author, speaker and creator of the Frederick Douglass Republican Engagement Strategy™, a powerful and proven persuasive messaging approach, developed through 12 years of real-world successes.

Visit Kcarl’s website: https://diversityengagement.org/

I had not before heard of Kcarl Smith, but I very much liked the guy.

Dr. Roger Hodkinson is most familiar to my brother and I, but this is the first that I have heard that he is backing a movement in Alberta to separate from Pierre Trudeau's Canada (no, it is no longer the Canada of true Canadians ─ it really does seem that this country is now his to destroy).  

I wish that I wasn't the abject and hopeless failure that God sees me to be.

But that's another topic.

Unexpectedly, the day has remained solidly overcast. There were some stars up there when I was out on my walk, but there has not been even a glimpse of blue sky today that I have noticed.

I shall be sitting up this evening to watch an episode of at least a couple of the T.V. series that my brother and I follow in common, provided that he does not get home too ridiculously late from his daily 'socializing'.

Returning to the subject of the cloud cover, I did go out into the backyard to at least sit in the daylight, but I gave it up after maybe 10 minutes at most. I was just wasting time when I could be working on the post that I have underway at one of my two hosted websites, and then getting to work on this blog post.

Once it is no longer possible to sun, I recognize that I may well have to suck it up and try to get in some daytime walking instead of these nighttime excursions, but I just do not know if I can bear the exposure to the depressing street traffic, and all of the people that are everywhere during the day.

I do my walking at night so as to have tranquility and anonymity ─ neither state is possible in the day. All there is out there for me is oppressive stress.

So I have no idea what I will do.

And with that said, I am going to quit blogging for today.

Before I do go, however, I want to post two sets of photos.

The first three show my efforts last April to darken the bedrooms of my wife and I ─ before this attempt, all we had were very poor Venetian blinds. And unfortunately, we are on the upper storey of a house, and the bedrooms bake in the afternoon sunlight for the duration entirely unshielded by any trees.

The effort did not yield the same level of darkness that blackout curtains would have bestowed, but the situation was a far improvement.

The first two photos show my wife's window covering. Our bedrooms have a sort of overhang above the windows that would normally hide things like the rack or apparatus housing, say, a set of Venetian blinds.

So for her room, I used that overhang to attach a series of very large paper clamps onto two heavy curtains, one atop the other:

I only had one further heavy curtain, and it did not very effectively block the sunlight, so I included a dark, dragon-decorated silk wrap that my wife and I bought in Thailand back in 2004 or 2005:

As I said, this arrangement was not as thorough as a set of blackout curtains would have been, but it nonetheless was a great boon.

This second set of photos are not as pleasant, but likely of more interest.

I tried to capture a decent photo of a quickly moving black wasp-like insect that dropped down onto the floor of our backyard tool shed on August 22 (2022) while I had the shed door open.

The insect was bearing a larger 'something' that I could not quite identify that was of sufficient bulk to make it difficult for the wasp-like insect to fly, but it seemed able to run about on the shed floor without too much difficulty.

The cargo, I expected, was either a grub of some sort, or else a plump spider.

A second photo seemed to confirm that the cargo was the plump and virtually legless body of a spider:

I have no idea what ultimately became of this duo. I did not want to lock up the shed with the wasp-like insect inside, for it would likely have died from the heat that accumulates therein. Thus, I left the door open for a couple or so hours in the hope that the creature would have soon flown out with its cargo.

Note that the shed does have a number of ground-level matted webs with what I suppose are house spiders hiding in the funnels peculiar to an extremity of these webs. I don't think the webs are sticky ─ insects seem able enough to walk across them; but the action alerts any resident spider in a funnel and it will come racing forth to seize the potential prey.

A good article about these spiders is at SpiderBytes.org: The real house spiders of Vancouver.

This was another reason I left the shed door open ─ I was concerned that in trying to get out of the shed if the door was closed, the wasp-like insect might trespass onto one of these usually floor-level webs. I have no idea what the aftermath of such a scene might be!

Sure, the wasp-like insect clearly is able to prey upon large spiders ... but that is when it is intentionally and guardedly doing so. Maybe if it inadvertently triggered an attack by a good-sized house (or even a hobo?) spider, the outcome might prove swiftly fatal for the wasp-like insect.

By the way, my guess is that what I saw was a type of spider wasp.