My round trip walk last evening to Green Timbers Liquor Store was performed upon a foundation of two pieces of pizza my youngest stepson had brought to me, and a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) that I felt regardless of the pizza.
I bought two eight-packs of more Cariboo Malt, but darned if I remember how much I paid nor if I tipped.
This has me concerned. I've really got to get back into shopping at government liquor stores where there is no tipping, and I do not need to be as vigilant about how much I am forking out. But in the case of last evening, time ran away on me ─ blogging consumes so damned much of it. Yet even though I left well past 9 p.m., I still had to weather a large population of South Asians everywhere on the sidewalks until I was about 1¼ miles from home.
To leave even earlier when it is still broad day is daunting for me. I feel nearly as if I am in their country.
I arrived back home to find my younger brother supposedly watching T.V. I say "supposedly" because I think I likely roused him from unconsciousness when I came into the house, for once I had gone up to my bedroom and changed clothes, he was passed out when I came back downstairs to join him.
By then it was just past 11:30 p.m., so I put our Android TV Box to work and tuned in The Avengers ─ episode 16 ("Immortal Clay") of season or series two.
Due to difficulty finding a working source in the streaming apps I use, I resorted instead to this link at OK.ru that worked perfectly.
My brother had revived again in time to watch it. And afterwards, requesting something shorter than the show I had in mind, I was to tune in a pair of sitcoms.
First was Peep Show ─ episode five ("The Man Show") of season two.
Then it was a far less disgusting episode of Coupling ─ episode eight ("Naked") of season two. I quite liked the new character as portrayed by actress Lou Gish, whom I am sorry to have just discovered died of cancer back in February 2006 at the age of 38.
Anyway, I drank three further cans of Cariboo Malt, but I will not claim that is why I do not exactly recall my bedtime.
My morning began at something like 8:18 a.m. at latest ─ maybe slightly earlier. I was to get full control of the T.V. because my brother never emerged from his bedroom until at least 9:40 a.m.
When he joined me, I had an amazing, heart-breaking 40-minute documentary set to play that had originally been uploaded on September 2, 2019, to YouTube's Claire Wineland channel: Claire | The Documentary.
Directed by Oscar-winning filmmaker Nick Reed & Ryan Azevedo, the film tells the story of activist and Claire’s Place Foundation Founder Claire Wineland through interviews and footage, exploring her fight with cystic fibrosis and how she has inspired millions to find purpose and to live proudly.
At 21 years old Claire had over 35 surgeries and spent thousands of hours in the hospital, but that is not what defined her.
In her own words, Claire shares her brave journey of facing unimaginable circumstances at a young age and how she became an advocate and activist for those living with terminal illness.
Even I felt inspired by this exceptional young lass ─ I would have probably cried if I was watching it home alone. My brother was also affected.
I wish that I could have known her. She would have been life-changing.
We were to watch just one further video, but it proved intriguing. At 57 minutes (57:44), it had been streamed July 9 to Rumble's Laura-Lynn Tyler Thompson channel: Plandemic 2.0 & Patented Human Beings.
International lawyer Todd Callender joins us today to talk about the next Pandemic they have in store for us. Also, we will talk about how there is a law that says if you take a gene modification treatment it will result in a synthetic product which becomes the intellectual property of the patent holders. i.e. Big Pharma.
Disabled Rights Advocates: https://www.dradvocates.com
Vaxx Choice: https://www.vaxxchoice.com
Clout Hub: https://www.clouthub.com/
After my brother sought some bed rest, I was into my own bed without eating because I intended sunning after my nap. My brother was gone for the day when next I rose.
I sunned for maybe 1½ hours, and my first meal of the day was a 418-gramme can of pink salmon along with nutritional supplements.
My wife had texted me during my nap to ask that I water her various garden plants, so I acknowledged that I would. She further said that she would be home after finishing work tomorrow evening.
I will be up tomorrow evening, but I am getting to bed relatively early this evening ─ very soon now, in fact. I have had a can of Cariboo Malt while enjoying Prodigal Son ─ the premiere episode ("It's All in the Execution") of season two.
It was almost difficult not drinking more. To avoid this very thing, I have thus far not refrigerated any of my beers ─ in this very hot weather, it would make downing them more likely due to how much easier they would be drained.
It is 9:33 p.m. ─ bedtime now very soon.
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