As was written yesterday, had I still been home without my wife nor younger brother here by 8 p.m. that evening, I planned to ready and get out afoot for some local grocery shopping.
Well, my wife returned home by maybe 7:40 p.m., and even my brother showed up a little ahead of 8 p.m. So on both counts I was confined to home.
My brother had left the pub he went to (by bus) earlier than he had planned to be coming home, for it had tuned in an NHL game featuring our Vancouver Canucks and persisted in playing the T.V. programme even when well into the second period they were losing 4-0 to the Oilers.
I see that ultimately the Canucks did do some scoring, but in the end they lost 6-2.
Apparently until the game had begun, the pub (Donegal's) had a live band that my brother was actually enjoying. It's one thing to watch a hockey game when one's home team is actually winning; but it's quite another to watch when it is only to be courting disappointment and frustration. There is already enough of that in most people's lives.
As a result of his early homecoming, he was soberer than usual and ended up retaining consciousness all evening.
Since I had possession of the T.V., I had our first show all lined up to play via our Android TV Box. In total, we were to watch five shows in this sequence:
- Riverdale ─ episode seven ("Chapter Eighty-Three: Fire in the Sky") of season five.
- The Outpost ─ episode three ("A Life for a Life") of season three.
- The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 11 of current season 32.
- Glitch ─ episode two ("Quintessence") of season three.
- Wanted ─ episode five ("Divide") of season three.
I see that there is only one episode remaining of Wanted ─ I hope that I notice this the next time we watch it.
It is quite possible that I was to bed last night before 1:30 a.m., and I had only drunk two cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).
My morning began today around 8:30 a.m., so I could well have gotten a minimum of seven needed hours in bed. At that point my brother was already up and watching T.V. with breaks to tend to his weekly laundering.
I never joined him until well after 9 a.m.; and at his invitation to put our Android TV Box back to work, I led us off with a 43-minute video published yesterday at Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: The Stargate mRNA Cancer Cure Shit Show & Staffer Acknowledges Deep State & More...
This past week has been quite something. I go over numerous interesting announcements and ongoings (some I know you haven't seen yet)some good and some bad. I show articles and clips. Get caught up with Liberty Talk Canada!
I believe that I next tuned in an 18-minute (18:54) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: Freeland has PANIC ATTACK Live on air + Karina Gould MIGHT not call election OR remove Carbon Tax.
That was followed by a 13-minute (13:20) video published January 21 to Rumble's Bonobo3D channel: Stanley Park Trees with Norm Oberson.
In response to the City of Vancouver's destructive and devastating logging operation in Stanley Park, arborist Norm Oberson conducts weekly walks every Sunday, to discuss the trees, and the natural ecology of the forest. On January 19, we viewed cascara trees, alders, and the big leaf maple (Norm and Friends of Stanley Park are monitoring) at the Ferguson Point Teahouse that is cracking and posing an imminent danger and risk to people under it.
For more info and to join the walks:
https://savestanleypark.ca
And lastly, it was a 1¾-hour (1:46:35) video published yesterday to Rumble's Action4Canada channel: Stealth Jihad In The Workplace With Tanya Gaw And Elaine Ellinger, Jan 22, 2025.
Elaine Ellinger, author, writer and researcher on Islamic studies, joins Tanya Gaw on this Empower Hour to give a presentation that exposes the threat of accommodating Muslims in the workplace. Stealth jihad is real and it comes in many forms. The rising demands for workplace accommodation of Islamic practices such as prayer breaks, halal food, and gender segregation in non-Islamic countries, is a means to an end. They cry Islamophobia and use our Human Rights laws as a weapon of warfare to advance their agenda. Islam wants world domination and they are ‘stealthy’ and patient in achieving their goal.
I had to watch the last half or so of the show alone, for at 11:30 a.m. my brother returned to his bedroom for further rest because he had scheduled himself to meet one Ross at Donegal's Pub for what has become a weekly occasion for pool games together ─ and beer, of course.
I admire Tanya Gaw so very much. I wish that I was placed such that I could help her courageous work.
Yesterday I neglected to mention that in the morning my brother and I had also watched a seven-minute (7:37) video published back on December 1, 2020, at BitChute's bluedemon218 channel: Chyrell Jolls the Stranger with Candy.
Children are often told to “never talk to strangers” and in almost every case, that proverbial “stranger” is imagined to be a menacing man in a raincoat, lurking on a nearby park bench. But what if the “stranger” was someone not frightening at all? What if the “stranger” was a seemingly pleasant young woman with candy, who didn’t look as if she would ever hurt a child? That makes the story of Chyrell Jolls all the more terrifying.
Interestingly, an undated article at AmericanHauntingSink.com claims that:
Chyrel went on to live a normal life. She married, had children, and then grandchildren. She passed away in January 2017 with her strange and disturbing past behind her.
While a June 6, 2016, article at CatherinePeronero.net claims that following her release from the nuthouse as cured on January 29, 1971:
Her present status is unknown.
Anyway, following the Tanya Gaw interview that ended quite late into the first half of the noon hour, after a rather small meal I was to bed ─ probably before the noon hour ended ─ for a nap this rather sunny day. My wife meantime rose, and my brother left for his bus.
My wife was evidently scheduled to work the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so at almost 3 p.m. she left on her quite long drive without a word of farewell to me, although she did seem to say something to her two sons who were both home. The older lad either took today off work, or else he had it off ─ I never know.
It's most likely going to be a chilly night. I intend to be rising at 3:30 a.m. so that I can walk over to the elementary school playground maybe three blocks away, and have some exercise there. But I engaged my Sabbath fast ere it was yet dark, so I will not be taking in any calories nor caffeine until after dark tomorrow.
I know that Saturday is going to find me feeling listless and brain-fogged.
I was so very tempted to do some drinking as the daylight was fading out, but I managed to resist and thus watched Superman & Lois entirely soberly ─ it was episode seven ("Man of Steel") of the first season.
Ever since, the hankering remains. I am feeling a little anxiety, but I will not break my fast.
It is presently 7:58 p.m., so I am going to consider this post complete and publish it so that I will be freed up to avoid my brother once he is back from his drinking. I am not sitting up late this evening.
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