This post cannot be long ─ I am only beginning it at 9:54 p.m.
I had my overnight five-mile+ walk in the wee a.m., and did not need my 1:30 a.m. cellphone alarm to get me up to ready for it. I had found myself sufficiently awake that I checked the time at 12:13 a.m., and after trying for awhile to sleep, I gave up in the latter part of the midnight hour and rose.
It was relatively mild out, I was to find once I left here at 1:46 a.m. But it was drizzling rain. Everything was wet, but the rain was not consequential enough for me to bother unfurling the umbrella I had with me.
Well, I had no sooner typed the above and my wife was home. It is now 1:18 a.m. on December 15 and my younger brother has been snoring in a state of unconsciousness downstairs in the living room, so I have decided on a somewhat whirlwind completion of this post that I will ensure is backdated to the proper relevant day.
Obviously I had my early a.m. walk last night, and was back home by 3:41 a.m. To be honest, I believed that the walk had taken over two hours ─ not five minutes less.
I saw two coyotes at one point; I neglected to mention in the previous post having seen another during that night's walk.
Anyway, on to the morning. I did return to bed around 5 a.m. (just slightly ahead, actually), and remained abed ... well, I forget now when I rose. But I did gain access at 9 a.m. to the T.V. because my brother had still failed to emerge from his bedroom.
When he did, over the morning via our Android TV Box, we were to watch Odessa Orlewicz's hour-long (59:28) video from December 11: Bizarre Bags From China/ Glowing Vials & Satan Documents- Pfizer Whistleblower Tells All. But again, being honest, that website was offline, so I had to resort to the video source at Rumble here.
Bizarre Bags From China/ Glowing Vials & Satan Documents- Pfizer Whistleblower Tells All. Melissa McAtee was a quality auditor at Pfizer before she became a whistleblower (she got fired after going public.) She wants to tell the world about the very unusual and peculiar events surrounding her workplace involving the covid vaccine. Glowing vaccines, missing signatures, bizarre bags from china to be put in the covid vials, satanic documents , the existence of depop documents and more...You don't want to miss this one.
Next we watched the latest offering at Rumble's Last American Vagabond, an hour-long (1:08:09) stream on December 13: Via Cyber Attack, Immigration Or Vaccination Your Digital ID Is Coming & The Collapse Of Zionism.
Welcome to The Daily Wrap Up, a concise show dedicated to bringing you the most relevant independent news, as we see it, from the last 24 hours.
All Video Source Links Can Be Found Here At The Last American Vagabond: https://www.thelastamericanvagabond.com/digital-id-coming-zionism-collapse
I finished our entertainment with an episode of Yellowstone ─ episode eight ("Behind Us Only Grey") of season two.
I have to skip a lot of time.
I did have a short early afternoon nap. My wife was to have to work again in the latter afternoon at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, but she sidelined us by managing to get in contact with the bank agent who was supposed to have contacted us on Wednesday (December 13) about the loan my wife is seeking.
By this time my brother had left for the day to socialize, but the call drastically impinged upon my wife's readying time before she had to leave for work.
The bank agent claimed to have been unable to "get through" to my wife yesterday.
Yeah, right. We were hanging around waiting and deliberately making it impossible for the call to come through.
Anyway, it is now up to me to submit online some sort of income verification ─ I have yet to open the E-mail to see what they want. I only have pension income, so there will not be too much to report.
Fast forward to the early evening.
I decided to have an early evening walk to free me up from being obligated for one tonight. But various things ─ including a bath ─ delayed me. I finally decide to 'encourage' myself with a shot of Kraken Black Spiced Rum (47% alcohol) while watching an episode of Cybill ─ this one was episode 10 ("Buffalo Gals") of season three.
I then left and hiked about 2½ miles to an alternate government liquor store than the usual one I frequent two miles from here, because my regular store was not stocking the specific Jack Daniels gift packs that I wanted to include for both of my two stepsons as part of their Christmas presents.
I resisted anything else with which to lubricate my hike back home.
My brother was still not home when I got back, so I had some supper, and then had just begun on this post when my wife got home, ending my brief blog opening.
Once my brother got home some time later, I used our Android TV Box to line us up with the following three shows:
- Big Little Lies: episode two ("Tell-Tale Hearts") of season two
- 1883: episode seven ("Lightning Yellow Hair")
- Doc Martin: episode five ("The Holly Bears a Prickle" / "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do") of season or series three
I had not expected that my brother would remain conscious through the first show, but somehow he did. And of course, the second one was exciting enough to keep him watching, albeit he was annoyingly garrulous.
That he passed out during the latter part of Doc Martin caught me unawares ─ he missed the most crucial footage that resulted in the good doctor proposing rather than risk losing beautiful Louisa. So when next we watch the succeeding episode, he won't have the understanding of how the engagement came about.
Anyway, my brother was not unconscious more than 20 minutes after I turned off the T.V. and came upstairs to complete this post. And since it is now 2:44 a.m. December 15, I must quit this useless blogging and soon get to bed.
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