To my considerable chagrin, early last evening while I was watching some T.V. and keeping myself in the mood to soon get out to do some local grocery shopping, I espied my younger brother arriving home ─ two hours earlier than is normal.
This only rarely does not indicate that he will be drunk out of his gourd. And I was trapped ─ I would be going nowhere.
Just a few years ago I used what was probably our first Android TV Box (we are onto our third at present) to watch maybe the first couple of episodes of The Outpost, so I had decided yesterday to resume watching the series from its beginning, for I doubted that I would remember much at all.
And that premiere episode is what I led our evening off with.
I was right ─ I can't say with any certainty that much of the episode was even vaguely familiar. Back then, I used to drink a lot more in the evening, for I was not into the same level of debt that I have allowed my wife to plunge us into.
Did my brother possibly recall the series? I have no idea. He was passed out before I even got the episode to begin playing, and he virtually remained so until the episode was done. I think that he only roused because of the silence that ensued when I thereafter worked at finding a source for the movie I next wanted to play ─ 2017's King Arthur: Legend of the Sword.
I accessed the movie online via the Yandex browser app, rather than through one of the streaming apps that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box. However, I now forget just which online source I used possibly MoviesJoy, or maybe it was Movies2Watch or even M4UHD.
What I do clearly remember is that I tried at least a couple of online sources, but the movie volume was unacceptably low until I hit upon the one that I was comfortable with.
The lead actor (Charlie Hunnam) playing Arthur strongly reminded me of Alexander Dreymon in The Last Kingdom.
Also, actress Àstrid Bergès-Frisbey who played Mage, sounded so much like Elisa Lasowski, the Spanish wife of King Louis IV in Versailles, that I wondered if they might actually be the same actress.
There were scenes in the movie that were truly epic. However, the fast-paced repartee that sometimes took place was ridiculously unnatural and smacked too much of the ludicrous Letterkenney dialogue that eventually put my brother and I off that series.
I also did not much like how the movie jumped back and forth ─ over and over ─ between two scenes involving the same characters. I felt it to be cheap and unprofessional, detracting from my ability to lose myself into the 'fake reality' that the movie was supposed to be creating for me.
The movie was long ─ two hours. That is definitely a bonus when everything is going well, which was not always so in this movie's case. And at its conclusion, my brother expressed of his own volition that he found the movie to be lacking.
I will not argue the contrary.
After the movie, we still had time to watch an episode each of two further T.V. series that we follow in common: Black Lightning and Resident Alien.
I do not intend to be watching T.V. with my brother this evening, for I wish to rise at 2 a.m. and quickly ready for a minimum five-mile walk ─ I need to get back into the activity, and enough of the snow that has been with us for almost a week has sufficiently thinned out.
This morning I did accompany my brother when he left to pick up his girlfriend Bev at 10 a.m. to drive her to work, for the nearest government liquor store where I buy the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I seek to keep myself supplied with is near where she lives ─ i.e., around two miles from here.
I was down to just two cans in my reserve, but now I have four dozen more. There is no way that I could hike home that much beer. (I do not drive.)
Where our morning television viewing was concerned, I suppose of note were a couple of uploads to Rumble's America's Untold Stories channel, both of which dated back to November 1, 2021.
The first was only about 10 minutes long: 17 Year Old Girl Jackie Mitchell Struck Out Babe Ruth & Lou Gehrig.
On April 2nd, 1931 a 17 year old girl, Jackie Mitchell pitched in an exhibition game where she struck out legendary players Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig back-to-back.
Join Mark Groubert and Eric Hunley as we share this tale while the country is enjoying the World Series.
The second video was 51 minutes: Mort Sahl - The Comic vs the CIA.
Mort Sahl is considered by many to be the first modern comedian since Will Rogers. However, it doesn't stop there. As someone of principle, Sahl risked his entire career and worked hand-in-hand with Jim Garrison to investigate the assassination of John F Kennedy and was in continuous contention with the CIA.
Mark Groubert and Eric Hunley explore Mort Sahl's legendary 70+ year career.
I used to see Mort Sahl on occasion back in the 1960s when he would be a guest on certain talk shows I would watch when I was a teen. He was not a favourite of mine, for his American humour was too politically obscure for a young Canadian to appreciate back then.
I next tuned in a Dr. Joseph Mercola video on BitChute, but I quickly recognized that it was too filled with technical terminology and my attention was far too peripheral, constantly wandering.
So I cancelled out of the video and instead played a 58-minute biography: Reinhard Heydrich SS-3.
Reinhard Heydrich was known as the 'Butcher of Prague'. One of the cruelest and most brutal murderers in Nazi Germany, he was a principal architect of the Final Solution. As the Gestapo's Chief from 1934 Heydrich made it an instrument of terror. At its peak it had 45,000 staff. But it fed off a huge network of spies and informers.
This was the last item we watched. My brother sought some bed rest; and then when I was to my own bed nigh 1 p.m. in search of a needed nap, he left for the day to socialize once more.
This afternoon I exchanged a few Facebook messages with my wife, who is currently in Rome (Italy) visiting a sister of hers who lives there. She has been away since catching a flight from YVR early in the evening of January 23. But instead of coming directly back here, she plans to travel on to Thailand very soon to visit her mother in their home village.
When we finished our text exchanges, I then checked her Facebook account and found a couple of photos and a 12-second video that she posted of an underground subway train arriving. These were posted at 1:13 p.m. Pacific Time Zone, or 10:13 p.m. local Rome time:
I will be perfectly honest ─ I miss my wife.
And with that stated, I am going to close today's post here.
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