Twitter: Five Times August
Whether or not I will mention its occurrence ─ I probably will ─ I shall be interrupting this post in order to try and complete tax returns for my wife and I using the free GenuTax software, and then submitting them online.
I have no income information slips for her ─ and she is presently visiting overseas, and has been since her flight away early in the evening of January 23, with no return date shared with me as yet ─ but I cannot wait. I am desperate for my refund ─ too many huge annual billings loom, beginning with one (annual utilities) due April 3 for which I am going to have to use much of that month's mortgage payment that will come due around the end of the third week of April.
As I recall, it is possible to have GenuTax access any income information slips that various entities are to have filed with the government, and the software will then use that information to complete a person's tax return. However, I have not attempted doing this before, so I am unable to claim that it can actually be done ─ I just hope so.
Okay. Other topics now.
I had last night's planned early a.m. walk, having gotten to bed reasonably early last evening. Oddly enough I do not recall just when that bedtime was ─ I cannot even identify the time confidently within a half hour, but possibly it was after 10 p.m.
My cellphone alarm was set for 2 a.m., and I was going to try out the iPhone alarm ringtone listed as "Twinkle" ─ it sounds a wee bit like the opening prelude melody of Mariah Carey's Christmas hit "All I Want for Christmas Is You".
I never slept well at all, but I heard the tune and hauled myself from bed to hurriedly ready. The house was in darkness, so I was to have full privacy to prepare.
And just before I headed for the front door, I checked online and saw the claim that it was supposedly 1.1ΒΊ Celsius here in Surrey, and I had weighed around 200 pounds fully-clothed for that walk. That latter would matter when I stopped early into my walk at an elementary school playground for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups.
Note that the first pair of sets are true overhand pull-ups; the second pair are true underhand chin-ups; and the third pair of sets are pull-ups done with a pair of rings suspended from chains.
It was 2:16 a.m. as I set off down our driveway after locking the front door. The sky seemed clear, and all was dry.
At the school, I found the equipment to be dry, so I was able to exercise bare-handed.
My repetitions in those six sets were 3 - 2 - 3 - 2 - 2 - 2.
This was the first time that this 73-year-old was able to manage a third repetition in that first set of chin-ups with the weight I was working with. My best has been three repetitions in the first set of pull-ups, and then just two repetitions in the succeeding five sets of pull-ups and chin-ups. Nevertheless, squeezing out that third chin-up made hitting two repetitions in each of the remaining three sets especially taxing.
Honestly, straining so hard this soon after getting up made me feel marginally unwell at the time ─ it brought to mind the potential of a cardiac or bursting aneurysm issue.
But getting the sets over with loosened and livened me up ─ no question. I set a pretty good place; and much later on I jogged (if ploddingly) for three blocks. I also twice jogged for short distances near home (on the return stretch of my walk) in negotiating first a hill and then a short stretch of a slightly upward sloping road.
It was 4:06 a.m. once I was back home and outside the locked front door. There had not been anything else of note about the walk of five (minimum) miles.
I believe that I made it back to bed just past 5 a.m., but this time sleep was extremely elusive. And eventually there came a time when I found myself ridiculously uncomfortable ─ parts of me felt to be irritated.
I finally rose around 8 a.m. If not for recalling a couple of dream sequences, I would not have admitted to having actually slept.
The day was to be very sunny ─ we have had a few consecutive such days. But I never set foot into the sunshine. Beginning in April, though, I think that I am going to see about sitting out in the backyard for an hour or so on the first sunny afternoon that comes around. Supposed April through September hereabouts are the months when vitamin D production from sunshine can be experienced.
My younger brother and I got together at 9 a.m. for some T.V.-viewing via our Android TV Box (which I alone have the understanding to operate).
I led us off with yesterday's addition to Rumble's A Warrior Calls channel ─ the video exceeded 1¼ hours: Ignorant and Corrupt Time to Clean House.
Christopher James Pritchard's ongoing affirmation that he will one day be spearheading the people's lawful court action against the corrupt and wicked is virtually unwavering, but it is unrealistic. The only way the masses of Canadians are going to be awakened will be when it becomes too late, and they find themselves virtually boiling alive.
Next I tuned in a 23-minute addition of four days ago to Rumble's The Corbett Report channel: The eLibrary is on eFire - #NewWorldNextWeek.
SHOW NOTES AND MP3: https://www.corbettreport.com/nwnw513/
This week on the New World Next Week: The Dutch continue the worldwide revolution against the technocrats; the Library of Alexandria is still on fire; and the mainstream conspiritainment purveyors suddenly discover one of the 29 hijacked 9/11 planes.
After that, I selected four quite short videos, beginning with a 10-minute addition last May 12 to Rumble's The Why Files channel: The Voynich Manuscript Decoded - Have We Finally Solved the Most Mysterious Book in the World?
For 600 years the Voynich Manuscript has stumped scholars, cryptographers, physicists, and computer scientists. Now, a researcher in Germany has claimed to have finally decoded the most mysterious book in the world.
The Voynich Manuscript is a 240-page medieval codex written in an indecipherable language, full of bizarre drawings of strange plants, astrological symbols and... lots of... naked women.
The Voynich Manuscript defies classification and has also defied comprehension. Cryptologists, FBI operatives, respected medievalists, mathematic and scientific scholars, skilled linguists... they've all been left stumped. Even Alan Turing took a crack at it and came up short.
It's written from left to right and although it's never been "officially" deciphered, there's definitely a structure to it. Researchers have concluded that the language has 20 to 25 distinct letters but nobody has been able to figure out how the letters fit together.
According to cryptanalyst Elizabeth Friedman in 1962, anyone who attempts to translate it is "doomed to utter frustration."
Let's find out why.
Quite a lengthy description for such a short video!
The final three videos were all from June 2020, and came from BitChute's bluedemon218 channel:
Two Men Able to Eat Anything + Not Quit Eating.
Tarrare: a French showman and soldier, noted for his unusual appetite and eating habits. Able to eat vast amounts of meat, he was constantly hungry; his parents could not provide for him, and he was turned out of the family home as a teenager. He travelled France in the company of a band of thieves and prostitutes, before becoming the warm-up act to a travelling charlatan.
Charles Domery: Polish soldier serving in the Prussian and French armies, noted for his unusually large appetite. Serving in the Prussian Army against France during the War of the First Coalition, he found that the rations of the Prussians were insufficient and deserted to the French Army in return for food. Although generally healthy, he was voraciously hungry during his time in the French service, and ate any available food. While stationed near Paris, he was recorded as having eaten 174 cats in a year, and although he disliked vegetables, he would eat 4 to 5 pounds (1.8 to 2.3 kg) of grass each day if he could not find other food. During service on the French ship Hoche, he attempted to eat the severed leg of a crew member hit by cannon fire, before other members of the crew wrestled it from him.
"Project 4.1 was the designation for a medical study and experimentation conducted by the United States of those residents of the Marshall Islands exposed to radioactive fallout from the March 1, 1954 Castle Bravo nuclear test at Bikini Atoll, which had an unexpectedly large yield. Government and mainstream historical sources point to the study being organized on March 6 or March 7, 1954, six days after the Bravo shot." - Wikipedia
(Please note that there were vast stretches of the above video where even though the video timer kept running, the imagery was frozen ─ sometimes with no sound, either. Other times, there was no sound, but the imagery kept advancing. Consequently, jumping through these various 'gaps' possibly reduced the video to less than a half hour.)
Linda Burfield Hazzard (December 18, 1867 – June 24, 1938), nicknamed the "Starvation Doctor" was an American quack, fraud, and swindler noted for her promotion of fasting as a treatment. She was imprisoned by the state of Washington for a number of deaths resulting from this at a sanitarium she operated there in the early 20th century. Her treatments were responsible for at least 15 deaths. Born 1867 in Carver County, Minnesota, she died during a fast in 1938
She created a "sanitarium", Wilderness Heights, in Olalla, Washington, where inpatients fasted for days, weeks, or months on a diet of small amounts of tomato and asparagus juice and occasionally a small teaspoon of orange juice. While some patients survived and publicly sang her praises, dozens died under her care. Hazzard claimed that they all died of undisclosed or hitherto undiagnosed illnesses such as cancer or cirrhosis of the liver. Her opponents claimed that they all died of starvation. Local residents referred to the place as "Starvation Heights". She assured people that her method was a panacea for all manner of ills, because she was able to rid the body of toxins that caused imbalances in the body.
There is considerably more description to the above video, but you can find the remainder (that had been copied in full) at the Wikipedia article Linda Hazzard.
I have rather eclectic interests, so early last evening I watched (without my brother ─ he would not have been okay with the choice) an old 13-minute upload of October 17, 2019, to BitChute's Adaneth_Arts channel: Rigoletto: Quartet, Aria, Recitative from Act II | Tito Gobbi and Renata Scotto (1959).
Rigoletto Synopsis - ACT II: A room in the duke's palace.
Like Rigoletto, the duke had gone back to the house to find Gilda gone. His concern for her convinces him that this time he is really in love. The courtiers describe their exploit to him and he soon realises it is Gilda they have carried off, and rushes to comfort her with the revelation of his true identity. When Rigoletto comes in search of Gilda, the courtiers feign indifference. Realising that she is with the duke he first abuses the courtiers, then begs them to restore his daughter. As she emerges in a state of disarray from the duke's bedroom, he orders the courtiers to leave. Gilda tells him about the young man at church and about how she had been abducted, though making no reference to what has occurred just now. Rigoletto comforts her and promises they will leave Mantua. Monterone, led by on his way to prison, laments that the duke is still untouched by his curse. Rigoletto swears that Monterone will be avenged by him, as Gilda pleads in vain for mercy.
I watched it without knowing a thing about the opera Rigoletto. I didn't even recognize any of the music. So obviously I had no idea what was going on, for I had not even bothered to read a description. All I could tell was that the scene seemed to involve a hunchbacked court jester who was being shunned by the gentlemen of the court.
I was impressed by how well baritone Tito Gobbi was able to naturally distort his face to look particularly gruesome as the hunchback. I was also a little surprised to learn that just within the past week or so I watched Tito perform in Il Barbiere di Siviglia | Opera Film (1947), but did not realize that until today.
Renata Scotto in Rigoletto could undeniably sing and act, but as any sort of love interest, she was no Nelly Corradi ─ that opera singer was gorgeous (she had a lead role in Il Barbiere di Siviglia ─ better known to most people as The Barber of Seville).
I now want to watch other operas in which Nelly performed.
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Well, I attempted to access my wife's income information that should be filed with Canada Revenue Agency, but I am not authorized to have it.
My sole option is that my wife can have her employer E-mail me the T4 Statement of Remuneration Paid. But even allowing for that to be accomplished, I still have absolutely no idea if my wife ever got any income from the government for which she may have gotten an information slip that I know nothing about.
Why the Hell can't the damned government make things easier ─ is it not bad enough that we have to pay taxes?!
I have a photo of hers that she uploaded to her Facebook account this morning at 3:01 a.m. ─ in Rome, it was 11:01 a.m.:
I do not know who the woman in the background is, but it is definitely not my wife's sister. Perhaps she is an employee at Aarun Thai Massage, where my wife may have been when she took the photo.
Wherever Thai people emigrate to, they always seem to accumulate a huge Thai social network, so no doubt that has been the case with my wife's sister.
Well, I have little else worth mentioning and since my evening is already upon me, I am going to close this post and see if maybe I can find time to watch a movie before my brother returns home from his daily socializing. I will be sitting up with him once he is home and watching a few of the T.V. series we follow in common.





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