When I was set to leave on my five-mile+ walk last evening, my wife had drawn her bedroom door until it was just ajar so that she could watch videos on her smartphone in peace, so I said nothing and merely left.
It could well have been around 9 p.m. by then. And although I do not recall all that much that was remarkable, for a late Sunday evening there was just too darned much going on out there. I do not like evening walks.
I did have a fairly curious encounter with an orange cat as I was walking 'up' 138-A Street towards 100th Avenue (Google Map). I was maybe midway along.
From a distance in the night the cat looked potentially like a coyote, but I soon enough perceived its identity as it walked along the street shoulder in my direction ─ we were both on the left side of the street (from my perspective, of course).
I was not certain it had yet noticed me; I did not wish to alarm it, so I angled out into the exceptionally lightly trafficked street with the aim of crossing over to the right side to give it space. However, the cat then made clear that not only had it seen me, it was actually coming my way with the intention of greeting me.
So I returned to its side of the street because I did not wish it to be exposed to any traffic danger should a vehicle come along.
It was short-haired, and even though it relished being petted and lightly scratched, I never heard it purr.
Further, it felt almost swollen ─ and hardly so. That is, its sides and even its slightly arched and relatively wide back were all unusually firm or unyielding, but the cat did not appear to be in any discomfort.
I hope there was nothing wrong pathologically ─ I wondered if it might be pregnant, or else simply stuffed from overeating at its last meal.
Still.
I only spent a minute or so with the friendly creature, and then I left it and continued on my way. A bit later I did look back, and saw that the cat had kept on walking 'down' the street, and was at that point mostly on the opposite side, seemingly going about whatever was its business.
By the time I was back home, of course my younger brother was here and watching T.V. He was into the tale-end of the original 1984 Terminator movie.
At its conclusion he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could tune in something via our Android TV Box ─ he said "something not too long" because he was tired. Well, I wasn't about to just watch a sitcom, so I tuned in what I had originally intended ─ Riverdale.
Specifically, the premiere episode ("Chapter Seventy-Seven: Climax") of season five.
After it was done, I tuned in the British sitcom 15 Storeys High, even though my brother dislikes the series because he is always too drunk to remain cognizant of the characters nor to understand what is going on in the numerous revolving vignettes. So in very short order, he was passed out.
The episode was the finale episode six ("Dead Swan") of the first season.
I see that season two began airing over two years later, so maybe there will be enhancing changes.
Anyway, when the show was done, I then tuned in random 1960s YouTube music videos via the SmartTube app that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box, and this quickly revived my brother.
He watched several before finally resolving that he needed to get upstairs to his bedroom for the night.
I only drank two cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) during our T.V. together, plus the one I had before my walk. Even so, I doubt that I was to bed any earlier than 2 a.m., and more likely nearer 3 a.m.
I think that I managed to get up this morning by 8:30 a.m. at latest. When my brother had not yet emerged from his bedroom at 9 a.m., I took possession of the T.V.
My wife soon rose, apparently having a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She was to leave shortly after 10 a.m. on her fairly long drive, and still my brother had not made an appearance.
When he finally did come downstairs, I was watching a selection of women's Extreme Fighting Championship (EFC) matches, so he had to sit through the three rounds of the match I was into at that point.
Then I tuned in (via our Android TV Box) a 26-minute (26:39) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Redacted channel: She's EXPOSING how Big Pharma lies, obscures and prevails | Redacted Conversation w Sharyl Attkisson.
Award winning investigative journalist Sharyl Attkisson sits down with Clayton Morris to discuss her new book "Follow The Science: How Big Pharma Misleads, Obscures, and Prevails.
That was followed with a 15-minute (15:56) video published yesterday at Rumble's ProgressiveTruthSeekers channel: Central Banks Want CBDCs - Professor Richard Werner.
August 30, 2024
BIG PICTURE with James Patrick
As part of the upcoming film CBDC: The End of Money, I interviewed renowned economist and professor Richard Werner.
Professor Werner is the father of the monetary policy concept of quantitative easing, the author of the best-selling book Princes of the Yen: Japan’s Central Bankers and the Transformation of the Economy, and the writer of an important paper on the actual operations of banks.
In this 15-minute interview, Professor Werner discusses the global implementation of CBDCs, the crusade to eliminate cash, the push for negative interest rates, and how Bitcoin has paved the way for CBDCs!
A system of totalitarian control is being rolled out to micromanage our lives, driven by central bankers worldwide. There is a campaign to go cashless and make our money complete programmable. Digital prisons are being built before our eyes and we must realize this and stop it.
During the Covid crisis, vaccine passports and restrictions on movement and purchasing taught us a great deal.Don’t miss this epic interview!
And Richard Werner’s Substack: https://rwerner.substack.com
And his website: https://www.RichardWerner.org
We were to also watch four other videos that I had previously downloaded onto a thumb or flash drive.
One titled The Turpin 13 no longer has a valid source link, so I see no sense in discussing it.
Another was basically fluff 'journalism' ─ a six-minute (6:18) video uploaded February 21, 2023, to YouTube's My Lunch Break channel: Who Built the US Capitol Buildings?
Considerably better was a 10-minute (10:18) video uploaded October 4, 2023, to YouTube's 10th Legion Pictures channel: TRUTH about the Bunny Man - Paranormal History.
At the stroke of midnight on Halloween, a killer in a white rabbit suit awaits. Legend has it, if you speak his name three times in a mirror, he’ll appear. Bunny Man, Bunny Man, Bunny Man. Do you have the guts to do it? If you do, don’t expect to survive. He’ll slash your throat and leave your body dangling from the bridge. Hosted by Mike Droberg.
And in the bizarre category, there was a five-minute (5:26) video published October 18, 2020, to BitChute's bluedemon218 channel: The Woman Who Gave Birth to Rabbits.
Mary Toft (née Denyer; c. 1701–1763),an English woman from Godalming, Surrey, who in 1726 became the subject of considerable controversy when she tricked doctors into believing that she had given birth to rabbits.
In 1726, Toft became pregnant, but following her reported fascination with the sighting of a rabbit, she miscarried. Her claim to have given birth to various animal parts prompted the arrival of John Howard, a local surgeon, who investigated the matter. He delivered several pieces of animal flesh and duly notified other prominent physicians, which brought the case to the attention of Nathaniel St. André, surgeon to the Royal Household of King George I.
My brother pursued some bed rest after these. I had a very substantial meal, and had still not sought a needed nap when my brother left for the day afoot to catch a bus and go drinking. He may first have used his van, but I am unsure.
The day was heavily overcast, so no sunning was to be possible for me even if I wanted to engage any.
I intend to rise at 1:30 a.m. overnight to ready for a five-mile+ walk, so I hope I can be bed by 9:30 p.m. Right now it is 9 p.m., and thus I am considering this post concluded.
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