I am still feeling nothing but positivity about the Christmas movie that I watched early last evening, but my overindulgence in brews during it exacted a toll.
Initially I had set my cellphone alarm for 2 a.m. because I never made it to bed until ... well, I forget now. It was well past 10 p.m. But a point in my night arrived when I needed to use the toilet ─ and I felt dreadfully depleted and ill slept, yet it was by then something like 1:15 a.m.
I was not going to be able to get back to sleep fast, so 2 a.m. was unquestionably too early to be getting up to ready for a five-mile+ walk.
I almost opted to set my alarm for 4 a.m., but evidently I decided that it would be too late for an outing by then, so I compromised and set it for 3 a.m.
When that hour arrived, I still felt under alcohol's influence, nor was I feeling at all able. Ne'ertheless, I began readying for the outing. And when set to go, my fully clothed body weight (sans jacket) was 184 pounds. Once I was outside and set to go, it was 3:19 a.m., so I definitely did not allow myself much time to adjust to being up.
At just that moment a white car pulled into our cul-de-sac, turned about, and then parked directly across the mouth of our driveway.
Who the Hell was that, I wondered.
Someone got out from the front seat passenger's side and came walking in. And at that, I realized that it was only the delivery of the Saturday morning edition of the Vancouver Sun that I subscribe to. So rather than appear to be a lurker, I advanced towards the person, saying, "Ahh! The paper!"
Only then in the dark did I realize that the person was a girl. She handed me the paper, for which I said, "Thanks!" She responded with an inaudible soft utterance and returned to the car.
Incidentally, for at least three weekends now, we have been getting two separate deliveries of the newspaper. I suspect that somehow two delivery routes have overlapped. I don't know exactly when the second paper got delivered, but it was after dawn.
Despite how I was feeling, I made my early stop at the elementary school playground three or so blocks from here, forcing myself to have my usual six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, and dreading the outcome.
But the equipment was dry, and somehow I managed my former normal in repetitions: 7-2-3-3-2-2. The first two sets were the pull-ups, the lead set of which I have thrice recently managed eight repetitions, so slipping back to what had been my normal for many weeks was quite acceptable in view of how I felt.
The chin-ups were the next two sets; and the final two sets were pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings, the final pull-up of those I managed to hold at fullest elevation for a 35-count.
Then came the baker's dozen full-range decline push-ups on a cement ramp.
Between holding the final pull-up for a 35-count and then the decline push-ups, I had to consciously will myself to be as controlled as possible as a possible means of defraying the strike of a cardiac event or a stroke ─ I am 74 years old, after all. This sort of strain at my age even when well slept and feeling hale involves intense stress to all of my ageing systems.
I can't recall anything about the walk that is worth mentioning, except maybe an overall sighting of at least 10 rabbits over the course. And just past what I deem to be the halfway point, I upped my pace and managed to get back home at 5:20 a.m. ─ so topping two hours by a mere minute despite the schoolyard stop if commendable time.
I forget just when I returned to bed, but it was probably nigh 6:30 a.m.
I heard my younger brother soon moving about, so I realized that he was rising especially early.
I slept very poorly, and had a devil of a time actually being comfortable enough to fall asleep. If I had been feeling better, I could have risen an hour after getting to bed and gone downstairs to watch T.V. with my brother. But instead, I tried for more sleep.
The next thing I knew, it was nigh 9:30 a.m., so I hustled up, wondering if my brother was still watching T.V. or gone back to bed. Also, my wife had come home following her full workday yesterday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time ─ she had come home and gone to bed before I rose for my walk. Since for the past couple or so months she has seemed to have Saturdays as another of her full workdays, I was expecting that she had already risen, or soon would.
That proved so ─ she was already in the bathroom to freshen up and shower. But I was wrong on both counts concerning my brother ─ he was not home.
My wife left for work while I was still involved in going through the newspaper. I even had a talk with her eldest son who had risen around that time, for my brother had left a note saying that the answering machine had a message for him.
Actually, he had a message from two different people ─ both were men from his workplace of Tree Island Steel calling to report that he was to have reported in for work this morning after having booked the past week off.
However, my stepson had already gotten this all straightened out ─ he was still to have today off. Reportedly there is poor communication between elements of Tree Island Steel.
Upon finishing with the newspaper, I then turned on T.V. and our Android TV Box and tuned in a video (1:13:47) published yesterday at Rumble's A Warrior Calls channel: HORRIFIC TRESPASS / IGNORANT LIARS AT BC SPCA WITH RCMP EXPOSED.
Monica is an amazing woman caring/training/breeder for 43 German Shepherds
Ignorant corrupt woman at SPCA and RCMP trespassed, terrorized, assaulted, kidnapped and destroyed her peace
These liars acting for said service corporations are exposed!
This is where the world will learn Act[s], Codes, Rules, Statutes, Bylaws DO NOT apply to we the people
Yet these ignorant twits prove to all that is all they can point to when causing so much wrong and harm.
This is Part 2 now showing the horrific trespass causing enormous wrong and harm to Monica a Dr with 2 Doctorates and has raised, breaded amazing German Shepherds as work/guard dogs for 18 years without any problems.
Then comes a bunch of ignorant woman who have lied on mulitple fronts just to show who they believe is boss... it isn't these corrupt pricks who are all liable now for the massive abuse committing well over 50 trespasss stealing Monica's property without right.
2 eye witnesses and the evidence showing this amazing environment and care for what are like her children surrounded with love. The Nieghbors came to defend her but the RCMP thugs once again ignorant of law abused this woman locking her up in handcuffs for 6 hours in back of a police car on a hot day without right!
The world will learn now that NONE of these codes, ACTS statutes, bylaws, rules ect written by another corrupt service corporation called BRITISH COLUMBIA Government is shown to the country and world they have NO jurisdiction EVER unless a verified claim of trespass is made by a man or woman causing wrong or harm.
All of these people represent all that is wrong with our world and they will be held accountable which everyone who views this can act via email and route them out as provided here https://awarriorcalls.com/case-18-monica-marcu/ for exactly what to attach and state in the email body.
Everything the people need to see is shown right here in paperwork.
It is time these maggots acting for service corporations are held accountable
Corruption worldwide is occurring because POLICE are CORRUPT TO THE CORE/IGNORANT OF LAW
If our entire world would have the correct conversation we could stop all evil right now.
The no bars hold discussion everyone needs to watch.
The ONLY site in the world that simply show the way forward is www.awarriorcalls.com
POWERFUL TRUTH REQUIRES GOOD MEN TO DO SOMETHING ON MASS WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!
I chose to reproduce most of the video description because it was not all overblown theatrics.
My inclination is that despite what the media has published about this case, Monica Marcu is likely the innocent victim of heavy-handed and corrupt authoritarianism. And so I just may participate in the E-mailing campaign, although the 'cover letter' content on the Word document needs more editing than I am presently in the mood to undertake.
I next watched an interesting nightlife YouTube video featuring a walk about through the Nana Plaza area of Bangkok that ran for something like 28 minutes, if I am remembering correctly, but which I now cannot locate. The point here, though, is that it brought me to just about noon.
During the noon hour I returned to bed for a nap. I am undergoing a Sabbath fast, so between that and my earlier poor sleep, I was not in the pink.
It was around 1:30 p.m. when I decided to rise because the day was solidly sunny, whereas some rain is supposedly due tomorrow. Thus, I wanted to get in some sunning.
Well, I discovered that my brother was home. He had been away to get the mandated ignition interlock device installed on his van under B.C.'s Ignition Interlock Program. I had completely forgotten that he was going to have this done today.
His girlfriend Bev had phoned me during my nap, according to my cellphone which I leave downstairs when I wish sleep, so when my brother gave her a call to discuss their plans later, he had her call me again so that I could get her latest fortnight filing done for her Employment Insurance (E.I.) benefits ─ she has to file online, but has no computer nor Internet, so I am her means for getting her reports submitted.
It is a quick process ─ maybe a mere couple of minutes.
As for my brother, he was going to be busing in (or walking) to Whalley to hook up with Bev. Since he will be drinking, he cannot drive with that device installed on his van. In fact, he realizes that he does not dare drink excessively into the evening as he typically does, for the ignition interlock device would probably react negatively even if he blew into it early the next afternoon.
This is going to prove to be very interesting to see how he fares ─ I think for the next six months!
After he left for a bus around 2 p.m., I got in my sunning ─ over an hour's worth.
I then got to work on this blog post. It is now nearly 6 p.m., and I find myself to have declined such that I am going to lie down in darkness for a while.
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I didn't seek to nap, but I rested my eyes. I likely was not down an hour.
Unfortunately, it was nowhere near dark yet, so I was not able to eat nor drink anything. Notwithstanding, I did prepare the supper I fully intended to enjoy.
And then I tuned in The Flash on T.V. via our Android TV Box ─ this time, episode five ("Armageddon, Part 5") of season eight.
I will be relieved when the series is over with ─ I am so damned fed up with this pervasive nonsense that no matter how evil someone is, he or she must never be allowed to die if anything can possibly be done to prevent it.
It's blatant hogwash. What world do the ignorant writers live in?
And there's an entire season nine I will have to endure before I am free of this utter blather!
Something that occurred to me that I may have been aware of, but it took watching The Flash on T.V. to have it driven home. Namely, I will have to spend the next half year (or however long my brother must have that infernal ignition device installed on his van) without having the benefit of seeing my brother arriving home in the evening from his drinking.
He will now be able to just suddenly appear in front of the living room window as he cuts across our lawn on foot ─ I will have no forewarning allowing me to shut down anything on T.V. that I might be watching and then to escape upstairs here to my bedroom on those evenings when I have no intention of watching our shows with him and drinking beer.
This will require me to stop watching any T.V. exceptionally early to avoid the danger of him catching me unawares, for sometimes he is home as early as 7 p.m.
I do not like this at all.
Okay, my evening naked weigh-in on a fully empty stomach! Maybe around 8:20 p.m. I stood on the analog scales and registered ─ at very most ─ 175 pounds.
Most acceptable!
And I have just checked online and seen that supposedly sunset hereabouts was 8:22 p.m. At present, it is 9:10 p.m. ─ it is dark enough now that I can officially end my Sabbath fast. As well, I am not going to have a brew ─ those are intended to enhance my enjoyment of T.V. shows or movies, and I am now done with that for today.
I will be rising overnight at 4 a.m., and I hope to be away before quite 6 a.m. on a goodly grocery shopping hike. And with that said, it is time to eat!
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