Last evening's bit of T.V. entertainment ─ along with a can of strong (8% alcohol) malt and then some supper ─ was an episode of Castle Rock. This one was season two's episode two ("New Jerusalem").
Lead actress Lizzy Caplan ─ who is new to me ─ must be a pretty good actress, for I despise her mentally ill, drug-addicted character who is a scheming, limitless liar. In fact, I despise the character so much that I have no interest in seeing the actress's work anywhere else.
In this series she so very much reminds me of Winona Ryder. Winona is apparently about a half inch shorter, anecdotally.
I was to bed sensibly before 9:30 p.m., and well before my younger brother was home from the pub he had bused to, nor my wife who had probably worked the evening from 4:30 p.m.
She actually might be working similarly today.
Since I had another wee a.m. five-mile+ walk planned that would require me to be rising at 1:30 a.m. to begin readying, that was the time that I had my cellphone alarm set for.
It was to develop that I did not require it. As I recall, I had to use the bathroom at one point ─ I believe that my brother had likely just recently gone to his bedroom for the night. And my wife's bedroom door was shut tight, so I knew that she had come home.
Before getting back into bed, I checked the time ─ it was 12:32 a.m., so I had just under an hour before my alarm chimed. That was long enough to merit attempting a little more sleep. And possibly I succeeded ─ at least I believe that I did have a dream. I then checked the time anew, and it was something like 1:26 a.m., so I decided then to rise and turn off my alarm.
An online check claimed that the temperature hereabouts was 7.5° Celsius (45.5° F.), so I opted to wear my heavy denim jacket. And as I recall, it was 1:56 a.m. once I was outside and on my way under a clear moonless sky.
The air was cool and seemingly moist.
When I stopped at the elementary school playground early into my walk for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, I knew that I had weighed no more than 185 pounds fully dressed, but without a jacket, so I decided to exercise without it.
Good decision ─ I succeeded in achieving my current maximums ─ after wiping the dewy bar dry enough to be able to exercise bare-handed: five and then three pull-ups in the first two sets; three chin-ups in each of the middle two sets; and finally, three and then two pull-ups between two bars of the jungle gym or monkey bars that I use. The gymnastics-style rings had been disabled by hooligans who had wrapped the chains of key rings around the very high upright support, so they were unavailable.
I held the very final pull-up for the usual 15-count before lowering myself, and then going over to a cement ramp for 10 slow full-range push-ups in a declined posture.
There isn't really anything else about the walk that I care to mention. Often of late I will hear an isolated frog weakly croaking in the Green Timbers Urban Forest. This is in contrast to the later Spring / earliest Summer when every night there were masses of the amphibians croaking off in Green Timbers Lake.
Maybe I will also mention that in the past 10 nights or so, I have espied whom I believe was Charles "Stickman" around the intersection of Fraser Highway & 140th Street (Google Map), one of the homeless people whom I understand has an encampment somewhere in the forest. I am quite sure that it has been Charles because the man in question was walking with a lengthy pole well exceeding his height, and I have never seen Charles without such an accompaniment.
Anyway, I was back home by (I think) 4:03 a.m., so I fared rather well in the no-name AliExpress boots that I have now worn for five or six such walks since acquiring them.
By the way, the pair of footwear I wore the previous night ─ an old pair of Hi-Tec hikers that may be over two decades old ─ are soon going to be discarded because I discovered a crack over an inch long has appeared across the forefoot of the right boot. As long as it is a dry night, I can wear them; but as soon as there is rain on the ground, they will obviously wick up the wet into the boot itself.
Also, any such crack ─ quite apart from gradually lengthening ─ is a liability in the sense that I am at risk should I ever step on something dangerously pointed that would project up through that sliver of an opening and into my foot.
I was probably back to bed comfortably before 6 a.m. ─ at least I hope so.
Okay, I took a lengthy break from working on this post at the onset of evening (6 p.m.) because I would be embarking upon a Sabbath fast after sundown, so I wanted to cram in a couple cans of malt first before my 'last supper' ─ and I wanted to do so while enjoying a Christmas movie.
I did all successfully.
I will report on the movie tomorrow.
Let me return to this morning.
I believe that I rose around 8:20 a.m., at which time my brother was already watching T.V. ─ but only barely. He had only recently risen.
After I joined him around 9 a.m., he invited me around 9:10 a.m. to put our Android TV Box into action, so I led us off with two relatively short videos at Rumble's ProgressiveTruthSeekers channel.
The first was from September 19 at 21¾ minutes: Here's Why They're Coming For Russell Brand.
THE PLANDEMIC - FOLLOW THE MONEY
The Jimmy Dore Show
Back when he was a hard-partying movie star, Russell Brand was the darling of the mainstream media.
But ever since the British comedian started turning hard against the establishment, exposing the corporate media narrative on COVID Plandemic, the Ukraine War and U.S. Imperialism, the knives have been out for him.
And now we know how they plan to get him, with a series of questionable rape allegations emerging from anonymous sources in his distant past.
Guest host Craig "Pasta" Jardula and Americans' Comedian Kurt Metzger discuss why the establishment would have determined that Brand had to be disappeared from the discourse.
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Kurt's website: http://www.KurtMetzgerComedy.com
Original: https://youtu.be/iGt6tu3fp_U
The second was added yesterday at nearly 29 minutes, but was evidently recorded August 31: The Best Interview You'll Hear This Year - Rob Schneider.
George Galloway
Hollywood star Rob Schneider on the Election Cycle Variant, how Big Pharma buys corporate media and politicians and, why he supports Robert F. Kennedy Jr., for President.
He feels that Robert F. Kennedy Jr., the man who cleaned up the Hudson River, will do the same with the pill pushers.
Original: https://youtu.be/DZgxHaYn59Q
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Then it was a very short (6:19) clip from Odessa Orlewicz added to her Rumble Libertytalkcanada channel yesterday: The COVERUP Of The TRUTH About The Million Person March In Canada.
This should have been released yesterday. THIS is what CBC, CTV, Global News and all of the other fraud medias don't want you to know, under the direction of the highly corrupted NDP/Libs and Marxist infiltrated unions and schools. Ottawa had around 15,000 parents. CBC reported "over 1,000" and proceeded to point their cameras towards parliament instead of the march while stating this. The fakestream medias will be revealed by the plethora of videos being shared worldwide. 85% of the towns & cities had substantially more parents than the failed union orchestrated attempt to take down the truth. Vancouver was the only major city that had an equal amount as per 2 separate sources. When I say 85% were a success for parents then yes...that means about 15% of the small towns were outnumbered, and it was ONLY those that the fraud stream news reported on KNOWINGLY covering up the larger truth.
The final video that I tuned in was too long for our available time, so we did not quite watch half of it. I will likely tune in the remainder tomorrow and report on it in that day's post.
My wife rose late in the morning. I still had not sought my early afternoon nap when my brother finished his bed rest and left for the day to socialize.
For the second straight day, I rose from my early afternoon nap feeling worse than before it ─ verging on an eyestrain-type headache. Possibly the brilliant sunny day was largely at fault. Even if my wife had not been home, I likely would not have braved the sunshine out in the backyard, despite such afternoons nearing their finish for this year.
As I said earlier concerning my wife, I am only supposing that she left soon after mid-afternoon to report to work, but I do feel that it was so. However, I am more uncertain as to whether she will return home afterwards tonight, or if she is gone for the weekend.
I still have not fulfilled a promise to Sandy W. that I have been making about phoning her since last Saturday ─ she is my old late friend Bill's ladyfriend, and apparently had her 60th birthday this past Saturday. The opportunity for the Christmas movie, the malts, and some supper ere dark took precedence.
It is presently well after 8:30 p.m., and I expect to be in bed in approximately half an hour.
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