When my 4 a.m. cellphone alarm sounded this morning, I felt most comfortable about rising. It was also a blessing to find that no one else was up, nor had my wife come home following her latter day of work at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.
This freed me of any restraints I impose upon myself where using the bathroom is concerned, for my wife is not suddenly going to be issuing from her bedroom immediately adjacent to the facilities. I find this constant concern of mine so very inhibiting.
Had I tried harder, I could have left here on my 9.625-mile round trip hike to Real Canadian Superstore at 6 a.m. or even earlier, but it might have been as late as 6:20 a.m. before I was on my way. All was still wet from earlier nighttime rain, and it did still speckle a little rain as I was returning home. I never felt it, but I could see its disturbance of the surfaces of large enough puddles.
No one was yet up once I was back, so I did not waste much time in getting back to bed to rest up.
And when I heard my younger brother soon emerge from his bedroom to go downstairs, I knew he would be going through the Sunday morning edition of The Province before he watched any T.V., so I did not disturb myself and remained as was until eventually I believed to be hearing the faint sounds of the T.V.
It was at least 10:10 a.m. when I did join him, but had to await the 10:30 a.m. conclusion of a political programme he was watching before he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could set our Android TV Box into operation.
I tuned in a 1½-hour video published November 12 to BitChute's Armed Patriot channel: Possessed: Inside The Terrifying World of Demonic Encounters.
This special Good Fight Ministries release examines our culture's fascination with demonic possession. Is possession something that can actually happen to someone? Are all these stories and movies coming from made up tales or is there really something sinister going on?
We sit down with multiple experts (Jenn Nizza of @Expsychicsaved and pastor Joe Schimmel of @BlessedHopeChapel), former practitioners of the new age and occult, to discover what's really taking place, as well as examine different movies, skeptics and texts to see if there is something much deeper than meets the eye. Want to know what is really going on? Buckle up and get ready to go "Inside the Terrifying World of Demonic Encounters”!
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Had I not been keen on watching the final episode of three (from an old British T.V. series) that were compiled together into a single video that I had downloaded a few months ago into a thumb or flash drive, perhaps we would have sat through this video on possession.
But at the halfway point around 11:15 a.m., I put forth to my brother the question of whether he wished to see it through to its finish at noon, and he was not fussy to do so.
I further want to add that the narrator's speaking style extremely irritated me. He seemed to need to pause where no pause was required after every few words ─ sometimes even after a single word ─ as if there were commas all through every sentence he read out.
It was so annoying that I found myself zoning out and not able to comprehend his broken delivery.
I hope never to encounter another of his videos.
So the video that we watched instead was the final of three Juliet Bravo episodes. The first two had been the pilot episode, then episode three of season or series six. This final episode was season or series four's episode 11 ("Who Says the War Is Over?").
My sole regret about that episode is that I can not find a mention anywhere of who the actress was that played a Goth-like girl in a pub that the veteran warmed right up to ─ she looked nearly vampiric, so I wanted badly to find out about the actress. Her co-star "boyfriend" actor was identified, but not her ─ damned shame.
Whatever.
Should you be at all interested in these three videos, my download source was this OK.ru link.
I think that we enjoyed the episode enough that I am going to try and track 'em all down from that full series for our enjoyment, if all are available online.
By the way, the final three minutes of the Juliet Bravo video was absolutely perplexing ─ all it displayed was a young Asian woman seated at a table while facing the camera, and colouring page-sized images that would normally have been in a child's colouring book.
She kept a purposeless smile on her face, and would occasionally look at what might have been some sort of monitor on her desk that somehow inspired her the more to colour and to smile even more broadly, almost laughing.
Was she mentally challenged? She sure acted like it. What possible purpose did this nonsense have at the end of three Juliet Bravo episodes?
Anyway, that was it for our morning T.V., for it took us to noon and my brother wanted some bed rest ere a 1 p.m. football game ─ likely NFL.
Towards 2 p.m. I finally sought my early afternoon nap, and was down until well past 4 p.m., to my surprise. By then my brother had left afoot to catch a bus and go drinking.
I was tempted to do a little drinking myself now that my early evening was upon me, for I wished to get out on another grocery shopping hike, but I didn't quite have the resolve ─ I was feeling hesitant ... uncertain.
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And so I relented, tuning in an episode of Cybill here on my bedside computer. It was season four's episode 13 ("Bakersfield") ─ and it turned out to be so damned touching that I'm still snuffling!
Incidentally, Alicia Witt looked gorgeous in her tight green sweater.
I watched the episode at this 123MoviesGo.show link.
Just before I began playing the episode, I heard a profoundly powerful bellowing of thunder not too very far off, and then a lesser one a bit later. I sure hope I'm not in for a drenching before I get to Save-On-Foods in Fleetwood. It will be a 5.972-mile hike.
I have consumed a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and a decent enough shot of Captain Morgan Dark Rum (40% alcohol). Now I must hastily ready and be upon my way. It is presently 8:06 p.m.
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