Life's a Zoo

My cellphone alarm was set for 1:45 a.m. last night; and when it chimed, I was primarily conscious and felt fairly rested.

By the time I was set to leave on my five-mile+ walk, my fully dressed weight was around 185 pounds without my jacket. It was 2:21 a.m. once I was outside and set to begin my outing under a clear sky.

Note that the house had been in darkness, and my wife had not come home ─ for a second night? I actually cannot remember.

There continues to be a coolish tinge to the night air; and when I stopped at the elementary school playground three or so blocks away for my usual exercises, I had to wipe dampness off the jungle gym monkey bar I would be using for two sets each of pull-ups and chin-ups.

I would also be performing two sets of pull-ups on a pair of gymnastics-style rings.

I was able to manage the following repetitions jacket-free: 7-2-3-3-2-2. And the very last pull-up on the rings was held for at least a 25-count.

A dozen slow, full-range decline push-ups on a cement ramp finished my session.

I have decided not to wear anymore the old Hi-Tecs that I had on, nor the walking-inhibiting no-name AliExpress misidentified hikers that I wore two night ago. No matter how carefully I walk, I invariably incur the lower left leg and foot lameness that has attended most of my walks the past six or more weeks.

I have one other old pair of Hi-Tecs that I may also retire, depending on the outcome of the walk I have when next I wear them.

Anyway, I think that it was 4:28 a.m. by the time I was back home. And despite doing some front yard garden watering, I made it back to bed ahead of 6 a.m. ─ maybe 10 minutes or more.

I was to remain abed till just past 9 a.m., by which time my younger brother was watching T.V.

After I joined him and got his go-ahead to put our Android TV Box into play around 9:15 - 9:20 a.m., I led us off with a 52-minute (52:57) video published yesterday at Rumble's Unscrew the News channel: The Further A Society Drifts From The Truth, The More It Will Hate Those Who Speak It: George Orwell.

This recently minted politician, family man, is over the target, so to speak.
How can you tell?
By the amount of media attention, shill reaction on social media and the phone calls and emails received.
We discuss the recent town hall put on by the CA of Calgary Lougheed and MLA Eric Bouchard, as well as his personal story and why he got into politics in the first place.
It really is fascinating to hear the stories of our current and future leaders as they overcome the challenges of the past to excel and conquer the roadblocks in front of them.
Eric hasn't been tainted by the corrupt, slime of politics yet and hopes to stay grounded as he works to better our province and the way of life for all who live here.

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Unfortunately my brother has a certain density that limits him, so after 15 minutes or so, he complained that the video was "dry" for his liking.

I was enjoying it, but I deferred without quibbling and cancelled out of it.

Next I tuned in a 42-minute (42:41) video published yesterday at BitChute's ittabena channel: Literally Hitler. Why Can't We Talk About Him - Candace Ep 17.

It featured Candace Owens talking on several topics that she kept rather interesting.

Her video brought us to around 10:30 a.m. However, my next choice was a video that was listed at well over three hours (3:24:32) that had been streamed yesterday to Rumble's TheLastAmericanVagabond channel: Israel Admits Hamas Can't Be Defeated Yet Gaza Attacks Continue & The Morally Bankrupt US Government.

Welcome to The Daily Wrap Up, a concise show dedicated to bringing you the most relevant independent news, as we see it, from the last 24 hours.

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Even my brother admits that host Ryan Crisitan's shows can be excessively long, and I had no intention of sitting through the entire thing, so I said that we'd just watch at least a half hour of it.

And so we did. Fortunately, at that point Ryan was rather extensively reviewing the Candace Owens show we had just finished watching, so cancelling out was not too difficult.

I then tuned in the 2024 season premiere of American Ninja Warrior that we had cancelled out of two nights ago with a little over 15 minutes remaining.

And once it was done, our final video was a 46-minute (46:26) video published sometime back in 2020 at BitChute's bluedemon218 channel: The Casanova Killer.

Paul John Knowles (April 17, 1946 – November 18, 1974) (also known as "Lester Daryl Gates", "Daryl Golden" and "The Casanova Killer") was an American spree killer tied to the deaths of 18 people in 1974, though he claimed to have taken 35 lives.

Highly agitated at this rejection, Knowles traveled to Jacksonville, Florida, and was soon arrested after a bar scuffle and jailed. He avoided a quick trip back to prison by escaping and then proceeded to launch a frightening killing spree.

That was one freak who deserved to die!

I don't quite understand why a cop would allow himself to be taken prisoner and contained by a serial killer ─ how could the cop possibly think that there could ever be a happy ending to such an arrangement?

My brother sought bed rest following the video, and I soon enough pursued a nap without eating.

I did not nap for too long this sunny day, rising to find that my brother must have bused away to rendezvous with one or two drinking buddies at a pub.

I was not about to waste the sunshine, so at 2:57 p.m. I began ... well, I do not know exactly how long I was out there, but it well exceeded 1½ hours.

I did eat first, however ─ just a little better than half of a 418-gramme can of pink salmon and a raw organic carrot.

Yesterday my eldest stepson alerted me that his younger brother had become the owner of a sport motorbike of some sort. Well, this latter afternoon the twain took off together on a ride ─ the older lad owns a Harley.

This actually brought some tears to my eyes when I spied on the two departing. I even said a prayer for their safety.

Now, all of that aside, I am in a rush.

I have just finished watching FBI: International ─ the season two finale episode 22 ("Fencing the Mona Lisa"). Darned if it wasn't rather dramatic and exciting! I easily drank a can each of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and Bumper Crop Apple Cider (7% alcohol).

I did have some difficulty locating a working source here at my beside computer to avoid the sunlight-flooded westward-facing living room where the episode would have been visually diminished on T.V., but this link at uFLIX.to was perfect.

I thought that a guest star (Kristen Connolly) was familiar, but I honestly cannot claim that I recognized her from Zoo, which I always watched. Is it possible? Now that I know of her tie-in, it does ring bells.

I must dwell no more on blogging. It is 8:30 p.m., and I must ready and get on my way for an evening walk so that I can sit up later and watch a show with my brother while enjoying a couple or so further beers.

I'm still home alone, by the way.