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Possibly it was no later than 9:45 p.m. when I got to bed last evening, my cellphone alarm set for 1:30 a.m. to get me up to ready for a likely five-mile+ walk.
If I am remembering aright, there came a point when I was almost jolted awake by a possible noise that I thought was a startling buzzing, but I concluded that it was probably only my cellphone alarm. Yet why was I aware of just the single sound? I never turned it off.
I think I may have peeked and saw that it was not quite 1 a.m.
So I lay there a while longer, hearing my younger brother readying downstairs to call it a night and come on upstairs to his bedroom.
It occurred to me that I might as well get up, for it was unlikely that I would find sleep before 1:30 a.m., and it was already 1:11 a.m. at that point.
So I rose.
When at last I was set to embark on my walk, I weighed in at 188 pounds at very most fully clothed. My eldest stepson was still up, but he was in the boys' den area and probably did not hear me sneak forth.
Everything was essentially dry following the light rain that had ended around midday or very early afternoon yesterday. But the sky was overcast. It was 2:19 a.m. when I set off.
I felt a spit of rain early into my walk; and as I progressed the three or four blocks to the elementary school playground where I intended some exercise, I kept feeling very isolated spits of rain.
Since this did not auger well if I wanted dry equipment to exercise on should rain be imminent, I hastened my pace.
I had my half dozen sets of pull-ups and chin-ups (5 - 2 - 3 - 2 - 3 - 2), holding the very last pull-up between a pair of bars for a 20-count; and then I did the usual 11 slow full-range push-ups in a declined position on a cement ramp leading up to a doorway.
Thereafter, I felt no further need for a fast-paced walk, so the pace was leisurely thereafter.
It did begin spitting rain rather steadily anon, and by the time I was at what I consider to be the halfway point of my walk, the spitting was steady.
Just a block or two before that point I had seen something lying in the avenue that I suspected was a skunk-sized creature, so I ventured to investigate, and found it to be a dead mallard duck. Although there was hardly any street traffic, some bastard had to be speeding and struck the poor bird. A large percentage of the limited traffic at that time of night seems comprised of speeders.
Fortunately, no one thereafter had run directly over the corpse, so it was not ... juiced. I picked it up by a wing tip, and carried it to the grass on the far side of the sidewalk I had been walking, and just laid the bird there.
The discovery burned me ─ I detest pricks who bomb along the isolated avenues and streets, roaring their engines as loud as possible just because they can get away with it. If only the poor bird had been struck by the culprit vehicle's windshield and smashed right through it!
Anyway, by the time I was at least 1½ miles from returning home, it was steadily raining a very light rain. And by the time I was back home, it was 4:22 a.m., and everything was quite wet.
I continue tantalizing myself ─ I think that it was after 6 a.m. before I got to bed once I broke free. Then three hours later ─ around 9:15 a.m. ─ I checked the time following some sleep and rose, suspecting correctly that my brother was already downstairs watching T.V.
It was around 9:30 a.m. when I joined him, and got the invitation to put our Android TV Box to work. Outside, it had continued lightly raining.
We were only to watch two videos ─ both were Odessa Orlewicz's, and had been published at her Rumble Libertytalkcanada channel two days ago.
The first was 15 minutes (15:29): Important/Urgent Updates About BOTH the WHO's IHR And The Pandemic Treaty.
WHO's International Health Regulations UPDATE (don't get TOO excited too fast) as well as the recent BLACKMAIL techniques of the Pandemic Treaty Update (they are two separate things.)
https://jamesroguski.substack.com/p/evil-negotiating-tactics
https://merylnass.substack.com/p/we-shined-the-light-on-the-hr-amendments
The second video was 1½ hours (1:34:28): Damning FOIP PROVES Edmonton Police Services KNEW Staff Were Vax Injured & Masks Didn't Work.
The Freedom of Information & Protection of Privacy Act (FOIP) PROVES the corrupted leader(s) of The Edmonton Police Services KNEW some of their staff were injured & that masks didn't work, but they continued on with their unlawful bullying and manipulation tactics. Interview with Natasha Gonek. Edmonton police staffers with the aid of Canadian hero Natasha Gonek used the law to get the FOI. Even with the damning report about what they did disclose...they are still trying to hold back thousands of pages. Natasha is going after those too. Hear this story as well as the power of going after FOI's (Freedom of Information Requests.) Episode links at bottom of description.
This episodes links:
https://www.westernstandard.news/opinion/slobodian-edmonton-police-knew-vaccination-may-be-harmful-but-insisted-on-it-anyway-report/53884
https://freedomofinformationlibrary.com/foi-user-registration/
https://drive.proton.me/urls/DMHRAHAYX0#JNXkDgJIJ6qX
My brother afterwards sought some bed rest. I had my first meal of the day, and then began the self-torment again. However, I broke loose and was to bed for my needed nap at 2 p.m. My brother had meantime left, for today he was busing to rendezvous with maybe a couple of other drinkers at a pub.
I awoke from my nap, feeling so very groggy and thinking that I had napped deeply. Yet I discovered that I had not been abed a full hour.
And it seemed to still be lightly raining.
It still may be as I type these words in the reasonably early evening.
I plan an evening walk to free me up from having one in the wee a.m. My planned destination is the downtown Whalley area, and I hope that it will include a stop at London Drugs. However, I do not plan to leave before dark, and sunset hereabouts is not until 8:20 p.m. supposedly. Of course with the present most gloomy weather, it ought to be reasonably near dark by then.
And here I must confess to having taken a break to have a good shot of Kraken Black Spiced Rum (47% alcohol) while very much enjoying an episode of Cybill ─ episode 24 ("There Was an Old Woman") of season three.
Cybill was an exceptional actress in her role, even if she never did attract me much biologically. And in this episode, even though Alicia Witt's part was quite small, she was fabulous interacting with her T.V. dad and his obvious fixation on her piano teacher (played by Mary Page Keller).
It is nearing 8:50 p.m. now, so I am going to ready and be on my way.
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