Last evening as I awaited my younger brother's drunken homecoming, I used our Android TV Box to tune in on T.V. in the living room the series Westworld ─ episode four ("The Mother of Exiles") of season three.
My brother showed up late into the episode, so hardly needed to bear any of it.
I then tuned in A Touch of Frost ─ episode two ("Dancing in the Dark") of season or series 11. It was a superb episode, but my brother spent a considerable portion of it unconscious.
Concerning the plot, I have to admit great sympathy for character Stephen Richford. If confronted temptationally by his daughter's best girlfriend as portrayed by former actress Amber Sainsbury, I wonder on my own weak ability to withstand her beguilement.
I failed to locate a source for the next show I intended, so I moved on to The Avengers ─ episode 23 ("Conspiracy of Silence") of season two. An excellent description of the flawed episode is at this Junkyard.blog link.
As I recall, my brother was 'out' for some of the episode.
I next tuned in Juliet Bravo ─ season or series one's episode three ("The Draughtsman"). This was good. I rather expected that character Detective Sergeant Gordon Cole was going to have a recurring role, but actor Del Henney did appear twice more in the series, but always as different characters.
Note that I had to resort to the Web for a source for the episode ─ it was this OK.ru link.
Both my brother and I were aligned for something short thereafter, so I tuned in 15 Storeys High ─ episode two ("Car Boots and Pigeon Shit") of season or series two. Initially I believed my brother to be somewhat enjoying the episode, but I quickly discerned him to be passed out yet again.
He was still gone at the episode's conclusion. By then it was quite late, and I had managed to hold myself to a mere two cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and honestly desired nothing more.
Consequently I turned off the Android TV Box and the T.V. and left my brother snoring away in the silent and darkened living room.
He was to revive while I was still involved here at my bedside computer, and he then sensibly retired to his bedroom for the night. I was not too much later. I did notice that my wife's bedroom light still seemed to be on, however. If she was watching anything on her tablet or smartphone, then she was to be the last of us still up.
Fortunately for her, she didn't have to start work today until the latter afternoon, leaving here a little past 3 p.m. on her rather long drive.
I do not recall my bedtime last night, but i rose just after 8 a.m. ─ maybe 8:15 a.m. My brother was already downstairs watching T.V., but I did not join him until after 9 a.m. as is usual.
Then at his invitation to put our Android TV Box back to work, I led us off with a 27-minute (27:15) video uploaded early today at YouTube's AnitaK channel: How a dodgy lodge and mail in ballots may have affected the BC 2024 Election.
Join us as we dive into the intriguing story of the 2024 BC Election. Did a questionable lodge and the handling of mail-in ballots impact the results? ๐ค Featuring key insights from John Rustad and David Eby, we explore the twists and turns that have left voters talking. My guest, Remanded on X.
Next up was an hour-long video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Parents LOOK OUT! Horrific FORCED "Trial/ Experiment" Going On In Armstrong BC, Canada School.
Parents LOOK OUT! Horrific FORCED "Trial/ Experiment" Going On In Pleasant Valley Secondary School In Armstrong, BC Canada Resulting In Kids Crying, Furious Parents & Young Girls/Boys With No Bathroom Privacy. The Principal's Name Is Steve Drapala...Contact info:
-sdrapala@sd83.bc.ca Steven Drapala- Principal
- School Phone # 250-546-3114 (PVSS)
-School District No. 83 Contact: (250) 832-2157
These ๐ซ๐ช๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ญ๐ผ only deserve to have their careers in the education field forever ended.
Episode 6: Through their superlative buildings, the legacy of the Egyptian empire continues to enthrall people to this day. Yet these incredible structures were made over 4,000 years ago. Historian Bettany Hughes explores what drove the people of this ancient civilisation to build on such a massive scale. The story is told through the reigns of two pharaohs - Khufu and Ramesses II. Separated by 1,200 years, they both ruled during periods of incredible architectural ambition. Under Khufu, the Great Pyramid of Giza was constructed; while under Ramesses II the temples of Abu Simbel came into being. But what drove this ambition? This documentary attempts to get into the hearts and minds of these early Egyptians in their unstoppable pursuit of immortality via great feats of engineering.
This seems to be the final episode in Bettany Hughes' series ─ I shall miss having that English beauty to enjoy watching and listening to.
I should have had a bath today, but I sacrificed it in order to watch a Christmas movie, for I was feeling some anxiety after allowing my wife to press me into transferring $200 to her before she left for work.
I feel so damned insecure!
I did at least have a good chat with her youngest son, who declares that his girlfriend as yet is happy living at home and has no designs upon getting an apartment or something with him. But he confirmed that last evening his older brother and that lad's girlfriend signed a one-year lease on an apartment that they will probably possess February 15, so things are going to get pricier fast ─ I cannot afford my wife leeching off me.
Betimes ─ such as when I am drinking and watching a Christmas movie ─ I feel myself seeing just my eternal demise within maybe a year or two of our household breaking up due to a sale of the house.
The young lad seems to believe that if we sell, then we will all just rent something together. I have not yet found the heart to tell him that I have no intention of spending what little life remains to me living awash with Sikhs and Muslims as is the situation here now.
I want to be far away from masses of people ─ even Canadian-born people. I crave a rural life. I want to be able to walk at any point in the daytime and not have to endure endless street traffic and noise, and hordes of people everywhere.
I want to die in peace.
The movie was a disappointment. It was very well acted, but it petered out into banal nonsense. I am wholly unaffected by a young male lead actor's mean-nothing musical 'country & western' performance that was supposed to restore his marriage and develop bonds he never had with his parents-in-law ─ it was sheer hogwash, and not at all what I enjoy best about Christmas movies.
The movie was 2018's Every Other Holiday. Lead actress Schuyler Fisk was unfamiliar to me, but certainly attractive and likeable enough. Apparently she had a recurring role in the first season of Castle Rock, but I don't remember her.
Her two movie daughters were sure a cute pair; and her three movie sisters were all beauts.
The actress portraying the mother was familiar, but I could not place her. I see now that I only knew of Dee Wallace when she was younger ─ she's actually just over 13 months older than I am, so it's been years since I have seen her when she was a 'leading lady'.
As I said, the movie was very realistically acted, except for the lame conclusion that I had no taste for. Still, anyone interested in seeing it for themselves can presently do so at this OK.ru link.
My brother is home again from his daily social drinking, and he got here not too very much ahead of my behaving wife.
I shall not be sitting up tonight. I am into my Sabbath fast, although I did drink well into dark due to Every Other Holiday. I put away 2½ shots of Captain Morgan Dark Rum ─ finishing the 1.75-litre (just over 59 ounces) bottle that my brother gifted me at Christmas; plus a can of Bumper Crop Black Cherry cider (7% alcohol).
Due to that caloric incursion into what should have been my Sabbath fast, I shall not break it until at least 6 p.m. tomorrow.
I am shut up into my bedroom, although I did exchange greeting with my wife first. Perhaps due to the bit of alcohol in my system, I am rather in the mood for a fairly early bedtime. I feel that I should get out well before daytime for some exercise at the nearby elementary school playground.
That's enough blogging for today.
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