'Twas less than 10 minutes past 9 p.m. last evening when I left here on the 5.625-mile round trip hike to do some grocery shopping at the nearest Real Canadian Superstore outlet. I withdrew $100 on my way, but I could have made do with what cash I had in my wallet, as it turned out.
I recall nothing remarkable about the trip except for interrupting a raccoon's intended crossing of Fraser Highway. I had just come down 138th Street (Google Map) and was heading in the direction of the highway's truncation of Whalley Boulevard. The raccoon had come up from the bit of gorge created by Quibble Creek and seemed intent on crossing over the highway when it espied me and retreated to the edge of the gorge, making as if to head down into it.
But it changed its mind ─ maybe recognizing that I was not rushing directly toward it. So it turned about and just faced me, as if ascertaining that maybe I was not going to pose any threat.
I passed by the creature with maybe a dozen feet between us.
After that, I have no idea if the raccoon crossed the highway or not, for I did not immediately look back ─ I wanted the raccoon to have the assurance that I was indeed not with any designs upon it.
There is not too much traffic at that time of Sunday night ─ it must have been around 11:15 p.m. Still, raccoons are not the swiftest of animals. Likely its obviousness (they are relatively large animals) would serve to keep it safe ─ traffic does not tend to be speeding at that point due to two traffic lights in the relatively short distance before even reaching to the King George Boulevard where there is a third set of lights.
It was several minutes past 11:30 p.m. once I was home. My younger brother was watching T.V., so after I dressed down in my bedroom, I joined him and brought down with me a can of the strong (8% alcohol) malt that I keep in stock.
I was to discover that my brother was sloshed. He kept passing out in the half hour I sat there in the living room before finally abandoning him to come upstairs here to my computer which I keep in my bedroom. He was again passed out, but he did revive in time to shut things down and come upstairs to his bedroom before I had yet sought my bed for the night.
I am not positive, but I may have made it to bed before 1 a.m.
When he and I got together this morning, around 9 a.m. I put our Android TV Box into action and led us off with a 10-minute video posted two days ago to Rumble's What's Up Canada? channel: Chris 'Sky' Saccoccia's Official Toronto Mayoral Election Campaign Office Grand Opening.
04/28/23
Approximately 300 meals were served while more than 400 enthusiastic people attended through out the evening for the Grand Opening of the Chris Sky's Toronto Mayoral campaign offices located at 1430 Birchmount Drive in Scarborough, Ontario.
How I wish that there was someone like that vying for Surrey mayor!
Next I tuned in a far longer (1:10:30) video posted three days ago to Rumble's Vaccine Choice Canada channel: The Facts About Climate Change & CO2 - David Hilderman.
David Hilderman obtained a Bachelor of Applied Science from the University of Regina in 1988 and has worked in the electronics industry ever since. In 2022, he was honoured to become a member of the CO2 Coalition, a group comprised largely of PhD scientists from the world’s top universities, who are dedicated to sharing the truth about the vital role carbon dioxide plays in our environment. David lives in Central Stanch on Vancouver Island, where he and his wife raised their 2 children.
Find out more about David’s work: https://co2coalition.org/
"Climate Apocalypse Now?” Full Lecture plus Q&A - “How Green Are Electric Cars?” begins at 50:17 mark: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lSyAn4HaC4
My next video choice was from BitChute's Adaneth channel, and was 44 minutes in duration ─ it had been uploaded on June 16, 2019: The Last Days Of Julius Caesar.
A 2015 Channel 5 History Documentary hosted by Toby Jones.
More than 2,000 years after the event, the assassination of Roman dictator Julius Caesar still fascinates like no other act of political violence. Novelist Robert Harris, historian Neil Faulkner and classicist Maria Wyke are among the experts examining whether it was the necessary execution of a tyrant who would stop at nothing in his pursuit of power, or a cowardly murder.
The final video we had time for was 33 minutes long, and had been posted back on September 22 (2022) to Rumble's The Why Files channel: The Airforce UFO Cover Up That Drove a Man INSANE | They're LYING to US.
Paul Bennewitz lived next to a large airforce base. When he saw colored lights in the sky, he assumed they were experimental aircraft.
Then he started picking up strange radio signals that seemed to be an alien language.
He took his findings to the Air Force. Publicly they denied the UFO/alien story.
But privately, they confirmed Paul's findings. The Air Force even funded his UFO research.
He spent several years gathering evidence and reporting it to the authorities.
Then, he ended up in a mental institution.
Let's find out why.
After this last video, my brother sought bed rest, and then left for the day to socialize ─ I was by then in my own bed seeking a nap.
The day has been overcast, and towards the end of the afternoon we experienced some rain.
I want to note that late last afternoon / early last evening while stripped naked for a bath, at most I weighed 188 pounds. That's about five pounds heavier than where I think I have ranged for most of my adult life.
And around 10 a.m. this morning just before I had some nominal exercise out in the backyard tool shed, I weighed ... no, I must be misremembering. I could not have only been around 190 pounds fully clothed and in a pair of runners. More likely it must have been 195 pounds.
I shall be sitting up late this evening watching T.V. with my brother once he is home. But if the fool gets home after 10 p.m., then I do not care ─ I will play the movie that I have been wanting to play for at least two past successive nights when I intended a full evening of T.V. with him, but could not due to how late he bothered to come home.
I am weary of his drunken pastime dictating what I watch in an evening.
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