There was much less remaining than I anticipated of the Christmas movie that I wrote about yesterday ─ I had abandoned it two evenings ago when my miserably inebriated younger brother arrived home far earlier than he usually does of an evening.
Thus, when I resumed the movie late last afternoon or early evening, I only required one hefty shot of Scotch to carry me through its viewing ─ 2016's Every Christmas Has a Story. I may not have had as many as 10 minutes of the feature left for me to watch.
The movie was enjoyable enough, but not quite at the level of schmaltz that I tend to seek in a Christmas movie. In fact, I was not emotionally affected until during that final stretch of the movie ─ all that preceded it did little to touch me.
I must say that lead actress Lori Loughlin looked surprisingly attractive to me ─ the photo of her presently showcased at the Wikipedia article on her is utterly dreadful, as I have before declared. Considering that when the movie was filmed, Lori was 50 or 51 years of age, her attractiveness was not expected by me.
As well, note that her co-star Colin Ferguson ─ who played the rekindled love interest for her character in the movie ─ was actually around eight years younger than her when they acted together, so they would hardly have been contemporaries when the characters first supposedly got involved back in, I believe, college.
I thought that Lori looked pretty good in tight jeans, too.
Concerning the actress's conviction in the so-called "2019 college admissions scandal", I always felt that it was ludicrous to be picking on the woman. Why should anyone be sent to prison for something as trivial as seeking to have a daughter be accepted for college admission through bribery? We have presidents and prime ministers of countries who are fraudulently in power, and nobody has yet had any penalty for machinating these abominable appointments.
Because I was desirous of later that evening having a long walk, I made a point of not having anything further to drink, nor to try to watch anything lengthy that would require much of an investment of my time. And so it was that I finally opted to watch the premiere episode of the old sitcom Cybil because I had learned that Alicia Witt ─ an actress with whom I am confessedly deeply smitten ─ was a regular on the series.
I used to watch that series (1995 - 1998) on occasion, but that was before I had my interest in Alicia Witt sparked, for she was presented in the series as a wise-cracking teen with a fashion sense that ─ at least in that first episode ─ was markedly frumpy. Heck, I am approximately eight months older than the series' lead actress Cybil Shepherd, so I was 45 years old when the series commenced. Consequently, Alicia's character did not present her as anything at all like the alluring actress she was to soon enough become ... although I would have liked to have seen more of Alicia as she was attired toward the episode's conclusion when Cybil had to go and rescue her after her older date jilted her upon discovering that she was a minor (in reality, Alicia turned 20 years old in the series' first season).
I am going to probably watch the full series over time now that I know Alicia was a regular in it.
When the episode ended, I was rather declining insofar as feeling motivation for the five-mile nighttime walk I had in mind ─ I had decided that I would try to leave home at 9 p.m. if my brother did not first arrive home by surprise and thereby catch me up, keeping me here to watch T.V. with him the remainder of the evening. He does not know how to operate our Android TV Box, so I tend to be in charge of our television viewing when I am home.
Fearing the worst where my gumption was concerned, I readied myself, and then from maybe 8:10 - 8:50 p.m., I lay upon my bed in deep repose. I actually flirted with risking sinking into some sleep.
But at 9 p.m. precisely, I was off on that walk that may have been over five miles by at least a quarter to even a half of a mile.
It had rained earlier, but the threat was now passed by this point.
I followed my favourite walking route here in north Surrey as I had hit upon fairly early last year, so I was to access 100th Avenue via the Quibble Creek Greenway that I had followed up this Google Map from Fraser Highway.
Then I turned right on 100th Avenue and followed it all the way to 148th Street. The entire stretch from 140th to 148th Street ─ a full mile ─ is undeveloped forest on the side of the avenue I was to trod. And so with any motor vehicle traffic coming from behind me, I became so immersed into my walk that I began singing aloud with great volume.
I began with some Christmas songs, but later branched into some of the hits from around the earlier 1960s. This has never happened to me before ─ that I felt so robust on any of my walks that I found myself launching into song.
When I reached 148th Street and turned right, following it to 96th Avenue (i.e., down this Google Map), there is only sidewalk on the left side of that street as one travelled my route; and since that side is naught but townhomes and such all the way along, I shut up.
Once I got to 96th Avenue where I turned right yet again, I did engage some singing, but not too much. It is not possible to see as far ahead as one can do on 100th Avenue due to the terrain, so I did not much care to risk a possible rare soul coming in my direction to overhear me. I did have one jackass come flying along in my direction on a small motorbike with no lights whatsoever, so that did make me wary. Normally, because this is a forested area, few people tend to walk the sidewalks at night.
Last night I left 96th Avenue at Green Timbers Way (Google Map) before reaching Fraser Highway, and then I accessed the highway from 140th Street; but I think that the next time I have a walk in that area, I may follow 96th straight to Fraser Highway and then on to King George Boulevard. There never used to be a sidewalk along that stretch of the Fraser Highway leading to 140th Street, but I think that one has been constructed there this past Fall when the highway was closed for several months for considerable serious improvements between 148th Street and Whalley Boulevard (Google Map) near King George Boulevard.
Anyway, I was back and heading for the front door of home by something like 10:45 p.m. at latest. My brother was of course home and watching T.V., and in tolerable shape where sobriety mattered.
Ere my bedtime into the second half of the midnight hour, I managed to down two cans of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I try to keep in stock.
When my brother left this morning to pick up his girlfriend Bev to drive her to work, I took advantage and had some exercise out in the backyard tool shed. First, though, I weighed myself as fully dressed as I would be for the scheduled pull-ups and chin-ups out there.
I had accumulated approximately two pounds since yesterday's weigh-in, for I was around 192 or 193 pounds. Even so, with determination I did manage to match yesterday's set repetitions: 4 - 2 - 3 - 2 - 2 - 2.
The morning's T.V. viewing with my brother was to include, first, yesterday's upload to Rumble by Christopher James Pritchard (A Warrior Calls): AI Dominion Games Ep 12: TESLA'S BOOMERANG VIRUS, TRUDEAU AR SHERMAN GAMES.
The description is too lengthy and confusing for me to care to include here. I will only add that Christopher's co-host was David Hawkins.
Next up was a 42-minute upload yesterday to Rumble by the Stew Peters Network: EUTHANASIA for Children! "Assisted Dying" Programs expanding in Canada.
Wow, Minors offered to OFF themselves? Odessa Orlewicz, Host of the Liberty Talk news show in Canada joins DeAnna Lorraine to discuss some insane breaking news taking place in Canada right now, sure to be coming to the US soon after. Canada has been recently pushing EUTHANASIA a lot more lately, and their Government is set to pass new laws which will EXPAND their Euthanasia program even more, allowing MINORS to get medical assistance in killing themselves, without their parents permission! Plus their new Infanticide laws allowing babies up to a year old to be medically killed. She also talks about the horrifying number of doctors who are dying suddenly in Canada after taking the jab ( over 100 now), and their new programs and propaganda designed to normalize eating bugs and grasshoppers instead of meat.
WATCH Shots Fired show with DeAnna Lorraine, weekdays every Tuesdays AND Thursday at 6pm CT/7pm ET!
The final video we were to watch was at BitChute ─ it was over an hour long (1:08:50) and apparently recorded on January 2: Challenging the High Priests of Science with Jessica Rose and Matt Ehret.
In this Canadian Patriot Podcast, Dr. Jessica Rose and Matt Ehret discuss the importance of properly defining terms, and examining our assumptions in order to have a healthy scientific and technologically advanced culture. This practice extends to the basic needs of a democracy as well and reviving these once-normal practices are vital if society will discover a proper pathway out of the current storms. During this conversation, topics ranging from the true nature of AIDS' destructive effects, to the current abnormal effects which MRNA injections are causing in the immune systems of recipients, to the failures of PCR testing for diagnostic purposes to Jessica's new Substack paper are discussed at length.
Read the article that sparks this podcast discussion here:
https://jessicar.substack.com/p/communication-in-science-and-fighting
Thereafter my brother sought some bed rest, and I did similarly at 12:45 p.m., napping nicely. My brother was gone for the day when I later emerged from my bedroom.
I thought that my wife would show up last night or else this afternoon, but as I type these words at 4:58 p.m., that has yet to happen.
The day started off with plenty of blue sky and chilly temperatures, but it became overcast, and rain is predicted.
I am newly finished with a bath, and contemplating a little grocery shopping locally. However, the bath did sap me, so I will need to lie down for a while to revitalize. Then, depending upon how I perceive myself to appear ─ I have looked underslept and bleary-eyed today ─ I may deem the outing non-essential and just kick back and watch some T.V.
If that becomes my choice, I will decide then whether I will bother catching yet another Christmas movie. I may instead just seek some movie featuring Alicia Witt.
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