My Home Town's Been Destroyed

Yesterday I neglected to mention that a large house in our cul-de-sac was demolished with a tracked excavator; today, they got busy at bloody 7 a.m. and pulverized the rubble, and then began loading it onto an exceptionally long open-box bed attached to a truck. I only noticed the truck when it was pulling away, but did not take notice if that long bed was somehow able to be emptied like a dump truck might ─ it was almost like two semi-trailers in length (or so it seemed as it slowly moved away from here).

Anyway, I had my early a.m. five-mile+ walk, having set my cellphone alarm for 2 a.m. because I never made it to bed until something like 10:15 p.m.

My fully-clothed but jacketless weight was 186 pounds.

It was 2:31 a.m. once I was outside and on my way in my extremely poor AliExpress hikers that I got suckered into buying last Fall because they were also termed as being "tactical boots". Bull crap!

I had my usual stop at the elementary school playground three or so blocks from here, taking off my jacket to exercise in a sleeveless hooded black top.

As a result, I was again able to eke out six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups with the following repetitions: 7-2-3-2-3-2.

The last two sets were performed between two of the jungle gym monkey bars because vandals had wrapped the chains of the gymnastic-style rings around the very high cross bar. I held the final pull-up for a 25-count before heading over to a cement ramp for a dozen slow, full-range decline push-ups.

I recall nothing about the walk itself bearing mention, apart from being threatened once again with lameness of my left lower leg and foot as soon as I was at the ¾-mile mark on the return to home.

It was 4:36 a.m. once I was back, so my timing could have been worse ─ I have been 10 minutes over the two hours that it should only be taking me without lameness.

I think that I was back to bed by 6 a.m., only to have the 7 a.m. racket three homes over be disturbing. However, I remained abed until a couple or so minutes past 9 a.m., by which time my younger brother was already watching T.V.

Once I joined him around 9:15 a.m. and got invited to put our Android TV Box into action, I led us off with a 17-minute (17:18) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's TENET Media channel: My Home Town's Been Destroyed | Lauren Southern.

Lauren Southern returned home to Surrey, BC, to find it unrecognizable. Lauren investigates what exactly happened and how major corporations, like Tim Hortons, have contributed to the decline of towns just like Surrey.

Lovely Lauren said her childhood here (I live in Surrey) was in the 1990s. Well, mine was the late 1950s and most of the 1960s ─ by the 1990s, the nearly idyllic Surrey of my childhood was already pretty much gone.

The next video I tuned in was 48 minutes, and had been uploaded August 13, 2016, to YouTube's Real Stories channel: The Man With The Seven Second Memory (Amnesia Documentary) | Real Stories.

The remarkable and poignant story of Clive Wearing, a man with one of the worst cases of amnesia in the world. Once a renowned conductor and musician, Clive was struck down in 1985 by a virus that caused massive damage to his brain. Against the odds, doctors managed to save his life but he was left with a memory that spans just seven seconds.

Most curious indeed!

Equally tragic was that despite how much his relatively new wife Deborah wanted children, she never had it within herself to stake out a new life. At one point she did divorce Clive; but she was too dysfunctional romantically to be able to move on, and so she and Clive "renewed their vows" and seemingly never had sex since his original institutionalization.

The final video that we had time for was almost 1¾ hours (1:43:11). I am unsure just which link I selected for it, but possibly it was this one at Rumble's The Michelle Moore Show channel: Documentary: Breaking The Oath *VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED.

America 1st Productions and Jeff Wagner (of The Patriot Review) bring you this groundbreaking documentary to expose the truth many can't bring themselves to believe or accept. Covid was intentionally developed, released and spread to reduce the earth's population! What's more the treatment protocols and the vaccine are the tools of this satanic evil, resulting in the deaths of millions.
"Breaking the Oath" centers around Grace Schara, a vibrant, happy nineteen-year-old who was needlessly murdered On October 13, 2021 by Covid treatment protocols that were created to kill. Millions have been murdered in the name of Covid as a part of this demonic plan.

The documentary may have only been given general release in August of last year, but it was already being aired in limited fashion late in May (2023).

This brought my brother and I to noon, so he then sought some bed rest. I had my day's first meal, and was to bed for a needed nap possibly as late as 1:30 p.m. ─ much later than I liked this fully sunny day, for I knew that it would result in later sunning that I wanted.

I was back up around 2:30 p.m., surprised to find that my wife was home. However, she was scheduled to work the latter part of the day, so she left here on her fairly long drive to the Thai restaurant not too awfully deep after 3 p.m.

It was 3:27 p.m. by the time I began my sunning, so I only put in a minimum of 58 minutes because I also have plans of an evening walk, and there were the two blog posts that were yet ahead of me.

All of that aside, my afternoon progressed into my evening, so I came to the point of feeling in the need of an alcohol boost ere my outing, so I located an episode of The Jonathan Ross Show that I was unable to find anytime near after it premiered.

It was the 2023 "Jonathan Ross Christmas Show" that aired Christmas Eve. My source was this link at Dailymotion.com. During the delightful Christmas-invoking episode that, alas, did not include either of the two vaunted musical performances, I downed a can of Old Milwaukee (4.5% alcohol) that I did not feel, and then a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) that got me nearer where I wanted and needed to be.

It is now 8:45 p.m., so that's it for blogging today. I am going to ready and get out of here!