Foiled

My wife had to work as of this latter afternoon, so as she readied to leave, I observed to her that she must have been very sleepy early last evening to have fallen asleep with her bedroom light on. She agreed that she was very tired, and was forthright about having drunk nearly a bottle of wine.

However, I am unclear if she meant that evening, or the previous one.

I cannot remember if I made it to bed much earlier than 9:15 p.m. last evening, but I managed to remain there without ever checking the time until my 1:30 a.m. cellphone alarm chimed to get me up so that I could have a five-mile+ walk.

An online check at 1:44 a.m. netted the temperature claim for hereabouts as being 5.4° Celsius (41.72° F.).

Note that my brother was still downstairs when I rose, but he most conveniently chose then to call it a night and head on upstairs to his bedroom. I was further delighted to find that he left the house in darkness ─ that is, no one else was up (although my eldest stepson was working a 12-hour graveyard shift).

I took my time readying for my walk; and when fully set to go, I could barely believe my fully dressed weigh-in reading ─ I was possibly as low as 186 pounds.

It was either 2:36 or 2:38 p.m. once I was outside and on my way under a partially clouded sky. Everything was dry ─ even the playground equipment when I got to the elementary school playground three or four blocks away.

I seem to have mostly gotten my strength back after my weekend's loss due to a nasty respiratory infection. I managed five and then two pull-ups in the first two sets I tried; then three and two chin-ups in the next two sets; and I had the usual pair of pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings in the final two sets.

I am still weak on those rings pull-ups, not managing to do much more than maybe get my upper arms horizontal; but I did endure for a 20-count at holding the final repetition.

And then I had the usual 11 full-range push-ups in a declined position on a cement ramp. I lower myself low enough that my thighs, hips, and lower rib cage / chest are just brushing the cement before I push all the way up to a locked elbows posture.

That exertion leaves me coughing for some while, for it is a serious challenge to my 74-year-old ailing lungs.

I recollect nothing meriting mention concerning the ensuing walk, except that I never pushed my pace, and the street traffic seemed exceptionally quiet. By the time I was back home, it was 4:35 a.m., so even with my stop at the elementary school playground, I managed the full hike in just under two hours.

My best guess is that I was likely back to bed ere quite 6 a.m. ─ I hope I was, at least.

I was up again well before 8:30 a.m., and feeling unusually underslept. My younger brother was not to emerge from his bedroom until after 9:35 a.m., so I had full control of the T.V. by then.

Once he had joined me, I led us off with an excellent 9¼-minute video added yesterday to Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: Our Time to Be Kind, Bonnie Henry Movie.

Who is going to watch this movie on our so called Provincial Health Officer? Sold out for Feb 8th, 2022 (Victoria Film Festival)

I bloody agree! How can there be so many utter dupes in this province that such a preposterous homage to this corrupt, tyrannical woman is actually sold out? She only deserves to be hauled into a people's court where she is judged by the people, and then sentenced for her crimes against Mankind.

I gave up appending the title of "doctor" to her long, long ago.

Next we watched a 17¼-minute video posted yesterday to Dr. William Makis's Substack: VIDEO - Redacted - Rise of Canadian Hate Science - Fisman's Fraud - Dr. Regina Watteel - Lockdowns in Canada (Jan.31, 2024).

Then it was a 28¼-minute (28:13) video added February 1 to Rumble's klaTVEnglish channel: Covid 19: The Transparent Fraud - Interview with Dr. Peter A. McCullough | www.kla.tv/28055.

We discuss with Dr. McCullough the fraud and blatant coverups that happened during the Covid19 pandemic. Will justice be served? Will the responsible people be held accountable? And how much of what happened will the public consider as water under the bridge? It is up to you to decide. Watch more of our coverage on the Covid19 coverup in this playlist: https://www.kla.tv/Coronavirus-en
▬ Sources/Links:
www.mcculloughfnd.org

More informtion on the Covid19 fraud and coverup:
https://www.kla.tv/Coronavirus-en

That was followed by a 14¼-minute (14:12 or 14:13) video uploaded on July 6, 2022, to YouTube's History at The OK Corral channel: The Council House Fight: Blood In The Streets Of San Antonio, TX.

When a hostage surrender did not go according to plan, the streets of San Antonio on March 19th of 1840 ran red with the blood of Comanche men, women and children. What happened this day would change Texas history forever.

Then came a 9¾-minute (9:44) video added September 4, 2020, to BitChute's bluedemon218 channel: The Kentler Experiment.

Helmut Kentler (2 July 1928 in Cologne – 9 July 2008 in Hannover) was a German psychologist, sexual scientist, and professor for social education at the University of Hannover. After his death, sexual-political positions in his writings were seen and criticized as trivialization of pedophilia.

The final video was also from the preceding BitChute channel ─ 52¼ minutes (52:17), and added July 21, 2020: The Nanjing Massacre (Documentary).

An episode of mass murder and mass rape committed by Imperial Japanese troops against the residents of Nanjing (Nanking), then the capital of China, during the Second Sino-Japanese War.

The massacre occurred over a period of six weeks starting on December 13, 1937, the day that the Japanese captured Nanjing. During this period, soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Army murdered Chinese civilians and disarmed combatants who numbered an estimated 40,000 to over 300,000, and perpetrated widespread rape and looting.

The description fails to say that it heavily profiled both John Rabe, and also Ho Feng-Shan who was busily involved in Germany saving the lives of untold hundreds of German Jews.

One other video that we watched was The Adventures of Robin Hood ─ episode two ("The Moneylender") of season one. If you are inclined, the episode if presently available at this BitChute link.

I am enjoying the series more than I probably did as a boy.

Look, this has been a bath day, and I undertook that chore early in the evening. And doing so has left me so depleted that I find my hoped-for evening plans to be less and less likely. I had a couple or so ounces of red wine while watching an episode of Cybill ─ episode 16 ("Valentine's Day") of season three, featuring a rather young Danny Masterson.

Note that I was forced to watch the episode on my computer, using this link at UpMovies.to because the three streaming apps I tried that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box proved to be of little use.

It is presently just past 8:30 p.m. There is always the possibility that lying down may find me able to revive, but I rather fear that any evening walk is going to be cancelled. Tomorrow's post will likely bear this out.

And now my brother is home, so I appear to be trapped into having an early night of things with another wee a.m. walk in store.

I did not want this.