Following my younger brother's arrival home last evening from his daily socializing, I used our Android TV Box to fetch an episode of DC's Legends of Tomorrow (I noticed my brother had passed out for a portion of the show).
Then I tuned in a movie that I wanted to watch because it heavily featured Alicia Witt, whom I adore ─ the movie was 2011's Joint Body. I get the impression that the film may also have been titled as The Bandit.
I thought that the movie was superbly acted, and maybe now at long last I will retain some familiarity or remembrance of character actor Mark Pellegrino's name ─ the actor usually plays someone utterly despicable, but he had a fairly decent role this time.
I was floored by Alicia in one scene where her stripper persona ("Michelle") is in the process of seducing one of the patrons stage-side as she performs ─ her devastating legs are showcased as she basically wraps her ankles sensuously across the guy's shoulders.
I would love to own that clip!
Anyway, the movie had a flop ending, unfortunately, and my brother directed his ire at me for selecting the movie to watch ─ as if I am supposed to already know how it's going to end!
There really was no ending. It was just the conclusion of yet another scene in the movie, with absolutely no resolution to the story.
Even Alicia could not save the movie when it had such a nothing finish.
As I recall, we watched the movie through this link at OK.ru.
All else we were to watch was what proved to be the series finale of United States of Tara. As often happens with so many series' concluding episodes, this one left far too much unresolved. It was not truly any kind of ending.
I was already familiar with actress Toni Collette ─ she was why I started my brother and I watching the series; but now I can add the works of actresses Brie Larson and Rosemarie DeWitt to my already impossibly long list of material I hope to one day see.
When my brother and I got together this morning for some T.V., I led us off with the 18-minute August 25 (2022) addition to Rumble's The Why Files channel: Valiant Thor: A UFO, the Pentagon and a 3-year Mission to Save the World.
A UFO, the Pentagon and a 3-year Mission to Save the World. The True Story of Valiant Thor
On March 16, 1957, at 8 o'clock in the morning, a 300 ft long spacecraft landed in a field in Alexandria Virginia.
Two local police officers arrived on the scene. The door of the craft slowly opened. The officers drew their guns, not sure what to expect.
To their surprise, out walked a normal-looking guy. He smiled at the stunned officers and actually waved hello.
Before the policemen could say a word, the stranger said, in clear English: "I need to see the president."
Nine months after this event, NASA was founded.
This is the story of what happened in-between. This is the story of Valiant Thor.
If you don't know this one, hold on tight. We're going on a hell of a ride.
If interested, a further dissection of the tale is available at Skeptoid.com: Valiant Thor: Your Friendly Pentagon Alien.
We only had time for this one further long video that was nearly two hours (1:55:33), and had been livestreamed three days ago to Rumble's Vaccine Safety Research Foundation channel: Full Episode #72: Covid Litigation Conference Recap with Tricia Lindsay & Warner Mendenhall.
Civil Rights Attorney Tricia Lindsay and Leading Covid Litigator Warner Mendenhall join the VSRF Weekly Update this Thursday to recap the Covid Litigation Conference and discuss the surprisingly positive Politico Weekend Magazine article on it.
My brother sought bed rest thereafter, but I had yet to have my day's first meal. When I later heard him stirring as he readied to exit his bedroom to leave for the day to socialize yet again, I betook myself to my bed for what proved to be a deep nap.
I actually dreamed that I had only been living here in Surrey for well less than two months, and still had a housekeeping room in New Westminster that I somehow forgot about, and for which I was delinquent on what was amounting to two months' rent.
Nothing was the same, though.
I was in the process of making my way to New West to make good on the rent, when I awoke. Yet ... I did not really awaken.
I next found myself riding in a vehicle being driven by someone I knew ─ possibly it was even Art Smith, whom I knew from my New Westminster years back in the 1970s. There was at least one other person in the vehicle.
I was telling them of my dream, when suddenly the driver must have taken his attention away from the road, and we went flying off a rather high hillock towards a street and some businesses. It seemed we would nosedive to our great grief, but miraculously the vehicle managed to correct itself enough to first land on its front tires, and our momentum continued such that the rear tires also touched down, and our disaster was averted.
Oddly, the driver then backed up swiftly to the first business we had barely missed crashing into, which was some sort of bakery. He then exited the vehicle and went in to buy some baked goods. I may have followed suit.
Then I awoke upon becoming conscious enough to recognize that I had actually dreamed of dreaming a dream.
I do not recall ever doing that before.
Now, the weather.
It has been a rainy day. At times this morning, it was torrential. And even this latter afternoon, a similar prolonged torrent replaced the lighter rain that had been happening.
This has me concerned because I have been plotting undertaking this evening the 5.625-mile round trip hike to do some shopping at the nearest Real Canadian Superstore outlet which closes at 11 p.m.
To best ensure that I tackle that venture, I will need to gain some further rest ─ maybe even another nap.
As well, I have unconsciously allowed the pace and force of my typing to accelerate, and this has aggravated my thumb joints, as well as those smaller knuckles of a few fingers. I must cease blogging for today.
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