Once my drunken younger brother was home last evening ─ and after I took some time before joining him because of how unexpectedly early he had shown up ─ he was passed out, so I took possession of the T.V. that he had become oblivious to.
He revived early into the first show I tuned in, but was never truly present very much. Had he again passed out by the time our third show was done, I intended to tune in a show the drunken prick had forbidden me to play again in his presence, but he was still conscious at that point. However, wouldn't you know it ─ no sooner had the fourth alternate show gotten started, he was passed out and remained so throughout its entirety. I could have been enjoying my first choice.
I was so bummed at the conclusion of the fourth show ─ besides, I had only drunk two cans of Cariboo Malt, and was disinclined for anything further ─ that I decided to call it an evening and part company with my pathetic snoring besotted sibling.
He did revive a short time later due to the reduced volume of the T.V., but I was done, even though it was not too much past 11:30 p.m. And I was into my bed just past midnight.
I am deriving no pleasure in the companionship of the mentally impaired inebriate that my younger brother chooses to become into the latter part of every single day.
So what did we watch last evening? The shows were in this order:
- The Outpost ─ series or season three's episode three ("Life for a Life")
- Glitch ─ episode one ("Mum") of season three
- Wanted ─ episode four ("Stuck") of season three
- The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 10 of current season or series 32
Had my brother retained his scant senses, there was time for even a fifth show, but I was bereft of any desire to sit up late drinking further.
Overnight I rose a couple of times for urinary relief; and although I never slept intensely and had lots of conscious periods, I never rose for the morning until just past 8:30 a.m., and barely ahead of the emergence of my brother from his bedroom to go downstairs to watch T.V.
After I joined him just past 9 a.m., it may have been at least 9:15 a.m. before he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could activate our Android TV Box.
And so I led us off with two related videos published yesterday at Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel:
I will be back with a regular episode soon, but this just happened if you care about election fraud issues in Canada. Ballot harvesting and non residents.
- 21 Incoherent Drug Addicts In Same Home That Voted NDP By Mail Didn't Order Ballots Report Shows (19:45)
The alleged BC Canada election fraud is worse than what I showed in my last episode after I was given the media package with many more important details and affidavits. I read out what is allegedly election fraud if the affidavits are believed by a judge. This is an important presentation.
We never finished our next video due to its length ─ we have maybe 40 minutes left, but I shall cite it regardless.
It was published earlier today at Rumble's The Joe Rogan Experience Podcast channel: Joe Rogan Experience #2254 - Mel Gibson.
Pretty good stuff! I had not before seen an exhaustive interview with Mel. We'll be continuing with it, probably tomorrow.
We suspended the interview so that my brother could gain some further bed rest. And since I was not feeling particularly hungry, I was possibly into my bed for a nap just ahead of noon. My brother was to rise and leave on foot for a bus during my nap, determined as he was to engage in today's social drinking.
I suppose I rose around 1:30 p.m. ─ give or take 15 or so minutes. My wife was to emerge from her bedroom soon thereafter, for she was scheduled to have to work the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. She was to leave here fairly soon after 3 p.m.
By then I was feeling myself into the doldrums, largely due to fiscal worries ─ all worries distill from that lack of resources.
As soon as she left, I wasted little time, for my Sabbath fast was of course looming. I had to make my day's first meal primarily of another of her voluminous dull watery soups that I wish she would stop pumping out, for no one else seems to bother with them and the obligation falls upon me to try and consume them.
I had wanted to maybe have a couple cans of beer and a shot of Captain Morgan Dark Rum while watching a Christmas movie on T.V. with a few indoor Christmas lights burning for the occasion, but the darned big bowl of soup had me overburdened. All I was able to put away were two shots of the rum, and even that took some doing.
Fortunately my movie choice was not the sort of Christmas movie I love, so my incapacity to drink was not to waste a good feature, although it proved cute and interesting enough.
It was 2018's A Shoe Addict's Christmas. The lead actress was the always cute and appealing Candace Cameron Bure.
Only just now did the extremely familiar actress's name ─ at least her first name ─ pop into my recollection who played "Charlie" (the ghost of Christmas past). It was Jean Smart. All through the movie, I struggled to identify who she was, and what series I best knew her from (I might have to say Designing Women).
I now see that for some reason supporting attractive actress Vanessa Matsui should be known to me, for her name crops up in my Blogger's labels. She did seem a tad familiar, but nothing comes to mind.
As said, I watched the movie on T.V., and found a flawless source link through the BeeTV app, but I see that I could have watched it on my computer at this OK.ru link.
It has been over a week since I have felt this level of insecurity and anxiety, for I felt myself to have finally normalized or recovered from my annual Christmas / New Year's season withdrawal that makes me want to immerse myself into the emotional schmaltz of a Christmas movie and the drinking such give me a licence to engage.
I shall be getting to bed relatively early this evening ─ I will not be getting entangled with the darkness of my besotted brother's Mr. Hyde, for three nights per week in his company are more than enough.
It is presently 7:19 p.m. ─ I do not care to blog further at this time.
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