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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Thursday, 1 August 2024

The Correct Way

Having retired too near 10 p.m. last evening, I set my cellphone alarm for 1:45 a.m. to get me up to ready for a five-mile+ walk. However, I was not to require the alarm. I was to find myself so suspiciously awake that I checked the time at something like 1:25 a.m. and chose to rise then.

My youngest stepson was still up; and for a second night, his mother had remained away.

Once I was set to go, my fully clothed weight ─ sans jacket ─ was 182 pounds at most, but possibly as little as 181 pounds. Or 82 kilogrammes, I reckon.

By the time I was outside the locked front door and about to begin my foray beneath a clear sky, it was 2:20 a.m.

I had my stop at the elementary school playground three or so blocks distant for some exercise, managing the usual repetitions in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups: 7-2-3-3-2-2.

I always lead off with two sets of pull-ups, and then two of chin-ups. The final two sets were between a pair of gymnastics-style rings, and I found these more easy to work with than I usually do ─ even when I held the final pull-up for a 30-count, I was relatively comfortable.

The dozen full-range decline push-ups on a cement ramp were reasonably comfortable to deal with, as well.

I don't recall anything of particular note about the walk, apart from a sighting of a possible coyote. This may have been my second sighting within a week's time.

I failed to take note of just when I was back home, but we'll go with five minutes over two hours ─ i.e., maybe 4:25 a.m. A test of the soil in three areas around the front yard garden plants revealed the soil to be feeling damp, so I did not bother to remain outside to do any watering.

Incidentally, the playground equipment had been covered with condensation, so I needed to wipe dry a jungle gym monkey bar to exercise on.

I think that I was back to bed just ahead of 6 a.m.

My morning began (I believe) just ahead of 8:30 a.m. As yet my younger brother had not emerged from his bedroom. But when around 9 a.m. I heard him moving about, I hustled downstairs to take possession of the T.V.

When he soon enough joined me, I used our Android TV Box to tune in Odessa Orlewicz's 16-minute video from yesterday: Breaking News: Graphene Confirmed In Dental Anesthetics By University Of Colorado.

I read out the study and findings. University Of Colorado study and more...
Graphene Article: https://open.substack.com/pub/anamihalceamdphd/p/breaking-news-graphene-confirmed?r=l21tj&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web

Odessa need only have mentioned the article and then given its link ─ her total inexpertise at reading aloud only made this complex reading utterly incomprehensible to my brother and I. It was an unnecessary expenditure of a quarter of an hour.

Next I tuned in a nearly 1¼-hour (1:13:52) video streamed yesterday at Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: Picking the Brain of Jaymie Icke.

Join me for a discussion with CEO of online TV platform, Ickonic.com.

This video was much more enjoyable.

Also very enjoyable was a 28-minute (28:26) video uploaded June 20, 2013, to YouTube's The Best Film Archives channel: Ellis Island - History of Immigration to the United States | 1890-1920 | Award Winning Documentary.

This documentary covers the single largest migration of immigrants to the United States of America through Ellis Island between 1890 and 1920. (Ellis Island, in Upper New York Bay, was the gateway for millions of immigrants as the busiest immigrant inspection station of the United States from 1892 until 1954.)

It is the story of Ellis Island and the American immigration experience. The film is a tribute to the 18 million men, women and children who made the long journey from the Old to the New World between 1890 and 1920, in the single largest migration in human history. The film tells the immigrants' stories as they braved the unknown, from the time they left their homelands, their journey across the ocean, to the moment the doors of Ellis Island opened, revealing the great promise of America.

There are lots more to the description, so please refer to the link to see it all.

I will only mention one further video we watched ─ at 22 minutes (22:27), it had been published "3 years ago" to Bitchute's ittabena channel: Facebook Whistleblowers LEAK DOCS Detailing Effort to Secretly Censor Vax Concerns on Global Scale.

Listen to the whistleblowers, watch Zuckergerg admit it is a DNA rNA modification on camera.  Agenda 2030, don't do it, obviously.

Not exactly great stuff, but I gave the video its only 'thumbs up' to date.

My brother had some bed rest after this, and I forwent eating in favour of taking to my bed in the latter noon hour for a nap.

Meantime, my brother must have nipped out to buy a box of canned beer, for his van was gone, yet I knew he was supposedly taking public transit this afternoon to hook up with at least one of his drinking buddies at a pub.

The day was hot and sunny, so at 2:05 p.m. I began sunning until at least 3:40 p.m. When I returned into the house, I saw the box of beer, and my brother's van was now parked in the car port.

Anyway, apart from that revelation, following my sunning and then some work on blogging, late afternoon / early evening I opened a can of pink salmon and ate most of it ─ as well as a fairly large raw carrot; and then here at my bedside computer, I tuned in The Avengers as a vehicle to enjoy a can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and another of Bumper Crop Crisp Apple Cider (7% alcohol).

The quaint episode was season or series five's episode nine ("The Correct Way to Kill").

I kind of got a kick out of actress Anna Quayle portraying dedicated and stoic Russian agent Olga. Reportedly Anna died at the age of 86 on August 16, 2019 ─ so almost five years ago.

Should you wish to watch the episode, I did so at this link at OK.ru, and it played flawlessly.

I do hope to be getting out on an evening walk of some description, but it is going to be necessary to lie down a time to rest my eyes and probably other parts of me.

This is my final word for today ─ it is 7: 46 p.m.

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