Engaging Father Christmas

Once my younger brother was home last evening and we began watching some T.V. after I began operating our Android TV Box, I led us off with Yellowstone ─ episode three ("All I See Is You") of season four.

ℬ𝓁ℴℴ𝒹𝓎 excellent!

Then I tuned in Doc Martin ─ episode four ("Mother Knows Best") of season or series five.

Also excellent in its less intensely suspenseful fashion.

Because my brother did not get home until well past 10 p.m., he felt himself only caring to watch a sitcom after Doc Martin so that he could hie himself off to his bedroom thereafter, so I tuned in Peep Show ─ the premiere episode ("Mugging") of series or season three.

In all that viewing time I had gone through three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and a can of Bumper Crop Crisp Apple cider (7% alcohol). And after my brother retired to his bedroom, I had a shot of Captain Morgan Dark Rum (40% alcohol), and almost submitted to an urge to play a Christmas movie and continue drinking ─ I came 𝓼𝓸 𝓭𝓪𝓶𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 to doing this. I honestly do not know where I managed to exercise the sense not to, and to just get to bed.

However, I do not recall when that was.

This morning I roused with a bit of a start, thinking that my cellphone alarm had earlier sounded and I needed to get up for one of my five-mile+ walks. But then I realized that I am presently in a holiday of a few days while my left foot's plantar fasciitis heals enough to allow walking any kind of distance again.

I required a visit to the bathroom, so I got up to take care of that, and noticed that the night outside was fading, for dawn was soon to begin birthing if that process was not already taking place.

I returned to bed, but did peek at the time ─ it was somewhere around or soon after 7 a.m.

I could not sleep after that, although I did try until well after 8 a.m. before rising for the morning. By then my brother had been downstairs watching T.V.

I waited until just after 9 a.m. before also going downstairs, for he always gets his fill of morning news shows. I can do without them.

We were to watch just one video this morning, having already watched something under an hour of the very long feature. What remained was to run on from maybe 9:20 a.m. to 12:10 p.m. The whole video was 4¼ hours (4:16:38).

There were two short stretches that were censored ─ probably not even for a minute each. The uncensored full video was hyped as being available at Patreon. But one must have an account there to view anything, albeit a free account may do it.

The video my brother and I were watching had been published November 28 at Rumble's A Warrior Calls channel: EMERGENCY COMMUNICATION FOR WORLD / JFK ASSASINATION FINALLY EXPOSED.

HUGE THANKS TO DANNY JONES INTERVIEWER AMAZING WORK BROTHER!
WATCH AT 1.5X SPEED THIS IS A FAST PACED KNOWLEDGE INJECTION TO MIND OF MAN
DR JACK KRUSE WORLD RENOWNED BRAIN SURGEON TELLS WORLD
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY COMMUNICATION
THIS IS NOT SOME CHEAP PROMOTION OR STUNT
EVERYONE WORLDWIDE MUST LEARN THIS KNOWLEDGE RIGHT NOW!!!
DR JACK KRUSE IS AND INCREDIBLE MAN EXPOSING IT ALL
THIS HAS COME AT THE CORRECT TIME AFTER 30YRS HE HAS WAITED.

I have just now discovered that there is a slightly longer version ─ 4:18:52 ─ that includes the two missing segments. This video had been published back on October 1 at Rumble's The White Rabbit Network channel: Exiled Brain Surgeon: DARPA Mind Control, Quantum Biology & Sunlight Medicine | Dr. Jack Kruse.

NO WONDER BILL GATES WANTS TO BLOCK OUT THE SUN!

Dr. Jack Kruse @DrJackKruse explains the origins of the polio vaccine, and how it became tainted with #SV40 - a cancer-causing virus.

This guy ─ and I cannot recall having heard of him before despite submersing myself into "conspiracy" videos since the unleashing of the plandemic / scamdemic / casedemic ─ seemed to me to be phenomenal. I am going to be seeing far more of what he can offer.

Yesterday my brother had said that his girlfriend Bev was to hear from whatever our province's social services now labels itself ─ supposedly sometime "after 9 a.m." today. It will be interesting if she was actually on alert and took the call if it came, for she is reportedly adept at being unavailable.

But I will not find this out today.

I had meant to attempt some exercising out in the backyard toolshed this afternoon; but once I was done with my exceptionally deep early afternoon nap, by the time I finished a reviving cup of coffee, it was already dark! I can barely believe how early this now happens!

Beset with some anxiety for several reasons, including some alcohol withdrawal, early this evening I opted to watch last night's desired (but as yet undetermined) Christmas movie for its emotion and the required alcohol.

The movie was to be 2017's Engaging Father Christmas.

If I ever knew from last year that it was the middle of a movie trilogy called the Father Christmas film trilogy, I certainly do not remember so now. And I apparently watched the first movie back in January 2023, meeting up with it again in October of that year due to its various titling. For example, Engaging Father Christmas is also known as Winter Wedding.

I did vaguely recall the first movie, Finding Father Christmas, and I remembered that it was deeply well done. This sequel was no failure.

Lead actress Erin Krakow is beyond delightful! She's pretty hot, to boot. And I have well since become a longtime fan of Wendy Malick.

The movie gave me occasion to drink two cans of Cariboo Malt, and a shot of Captain Morgan Dark Rum ─ all of which I am well feeling.

Although I have no walks planned until maybe tomorrow evening's ¾ of a mile hike to Save-On-Foods that will test my left foot, I would still like to rise relatively early tomorrow ─ maybe even 4 a.m. But I really am intensely buzzed from the alcohol at present.

Incidentally, there are numerous source for Engaging Father Christmas including this OK.ru link.

By the way, I didn't noticed him credited, but Chesapeake Shores' Andrew Francis had a rather pivotal recurring role as Erin Krakow's character's previous boyfriend.

I am going to resist watching the third movie in this series until I naturally rotate around to it in my annual quest to watch Christmas movies on occasion through each year.

Lord, I feel corned!

I'm going to set my alarm for 4 a.m., I think. Right now it is 9:30 p.m., but it will be a while yet before I get to bed. My brother got home a short time ago, but I have sequestered myself into my bedroom.