Are We Being Set Up?

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During my latter evening 5.625-mile round trip walk yesterday to do a little grocery shopping at Real Canadian Superstore, it was sometimes raining so finely that it was barely perceptible visually except when directly within the glare of lights. It was barely managing to dampen the pavement, and never did I feel the need to button up my denim jacket.

I arrived back home to find my drunken brother passed out before the T.V.

I put away my purchases and changed clothes in my bedroom, and then went downstairs with two cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) to watch some T.V. with him.

He was still deeply passed out so I took direct control of the T.V. and activated our Android TV Box, tuning in Glitch ─ episode one ("The Rare Bird") of season two.

It was only well into the second half of the episode that the sot my brother often becomes began to evince signs of consciousness, albeit not a regaining of senses.

He uttered some nonsense at one point that I ignored, well understanding that the pea-brained dullard was only thinking he was fooling me into believing that he had been aware all along. Yet very soon, he was passed out again.

The next time he roused, he actually challenged me with a growled, "Are you watching this?"

In other words, he had no idea what show was on ─ nothing was recognizable despite it being the seventh episode of the series, a series he normally enjoys. So he was desirous of something else because this show that his blurry eyes beheld had no interest for him whatsoever.

Again I ignored him, and again he passed out, only to revive a bit later and managing to catch what remained of the episode.

Yes, I am speaking very harshly. I love my brother, but this drunken lout is not him ─ my genuine brother disappears after a certain amount of beer and this senile facsimile takes over.

I next tuned in Wanted ─ episode four of season two.

I was forced to pause the episode fairly early in order to respond to my dense brother with a recap of recent events in the series because he no longer had grasp of them ─ I actually snapped at him that it was no wonder with him being passed out so regularly!

When the episode was done, so was my brother ─ he was quick to retire to his bedroom for the night.

I remained watching some YouTube videos while having a final fairly light meal and then brushing my teeth. And then upstairs here at my bedside computer, I passed some further time. I am now blank on which side of 3 a.m. I managed to get to bed.

My morning was to begin when I checked the time at 8:05 a.m. after sitting up to do so.

An hour later I was downstairs to take control of the T.V. because my brother had not yet emerged from his bedroom.

Soon, I was watching a 49-minute video published July 29 to Rumble's A Warrior Calls channel: Christopher James on The Sarah Westall Show.

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I watched it all, and still my brother had not manifested.

So I tuned in an hour-long video published July 18 at Rumble's Deprogramming With Graces Dad channel: Are We Being Set Up For A False Prophet?

Steve Deace provides his insights into one of the most important questions facing us today, in light of our responsibilities of being prepared and fighting evil.

Refer to the video link for links referencing the several video clips that were included in the episode.

It was just after 10:40 p.m. that my brother made his appearance and watched what remained of the video with me. We then watched three short videos I will not bother mentioning.

And then I tuned in a previously recorded (by me) video that we had already watched the first half of a couple of days ago: "The Power of the Doctor".

It was a Doctor WHO special ─ the final appearance of Jodie Whittaker as the Thirteenth Doctor.

If interested in the nearly 1½-hour (1:27:54) special, it is presently available at this link at Supernova.to.

Following the video, it was time for my brother's bed rest. I had a meal, and was thereafter into my own bed for a nap when he emerged from his bedroom and left for the day.

I did not rise till just after 3 p.m., and discovered that for the first time since Sunday we were having some sunshine. Maybe I'll be back to some sunning tomorrow afternoon.

I passed some time in the early evening watching some T.V. via our Android TV Box ─ The Guardian. This time it was season one's episode three ("Paternity").

Guest actress Justin Miceli was not known to me, but I found her strikingly beautiful. I loved NYPD Blue, but I cannot claim to remember her as a regular.

Guest actress Karina Logue as a prostitute mother of a crippled son, and who was facing a two-year prison term and the institutionalization of her son for that time, was also undeniably attractive ─ today, she is 58 years old, having had her most recent birthday on February 27.

The crippled son was played ably by Jesse Plemons.

I am truly enjoying this old series, and drank two cans of Cariboo Malt during the episode. But it is disappointing that neither of the two story arcs had a positive outcome ─ I hope that this did not become a trend in the series.

I have a wee a.m. five-mile+ walk planned, so it would be darned cool if I got to bed early enough to rise well before 2 a.m. My wife never came home last night ─ will she tonight?