It was no worse than 9 p.m. when I made it to bed last evening. My cellphone alarm was set for 4 a.m., but after a time check at 2 a.m. that found me still awake an hour later, I stopped wasting time and rose.
The evening's rain seemed to have ceased, so I slowly readied for the three-block walk over to the elementary school playground where I like performing some sets of pull-ups and chin-ups. It was 4 a.m. by the time I was leaving here.
I saw that my wife's car was here, although I never heard her last night whenever it was that she came home and eventually went to bed in what had formerly been 'our' bedroom.
The school playground equipment was all wet, so I had to wipe a jungle gym monkey bar dry enough for use ─ I did a thorough job, actually. Nevertheless, my performance was poor; and much of the blame for that can go to the fact that fully clothed as I was, I had weighed perhaps a sliver below 190 pounds.
I am now unclear on just what I achieved, but I think I led off with three sets of pull-ups (4-2-2); two sets of chin-ups (3-3); two sets of pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings (2-2); and a set of pull-ups between two of the monkey bars for two repetitions, and then at the completion of the final of those pull-ups I held a loose dead hang for a 60-count.
Then over at the nearby cement ramp I managed a measly seven slow full-range decline push-ups before heading back for home.
It's possible that I was back into bed by maybe 5:45 a.m., and I later rose maybe after two hours in bed with some further sleep under my belt.
My younger brother was to rise around 8:15 a.m., so he got a fairly early start on T.V., but I never joined him until 9:10 a.m. or so.
At his invitation to put our Android TV Box to work, I led us off with a very interesting 31-minute video featuring an interview published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Woman Goes Blind & Almost Dies From Pfizer Vax. Hear How Canada's Fed Is STILL Screwing Her.
The doctors and hospital have acknowledged it was from the quackzeen and she has the official paperwork, and can't work now to support her young children, yet she is STILL waiting for Canada's federal liberal government to give a S.H.I.T after 3 long years of waiting for compensation. Her file just sits on the feds desk collecting dust, along with many other victims files... A Must Hear Story...
Just now I looked at what is involved in making a donation, figuring that I could simply do so as an Interact e-Transfer, but no such option seems to exist. I am already struggling to pay $700 monthly towards credit card debt I allowed my wife to drown me in, so I would be stupid to use a credit card. I don't own a debit card that can work as a credit card. I have never heard of "Link (Secure, 1-Click Checkout)", so that seems out. And I do not associate myself with "Apple Pay and Google Pay".
This sucks.
Anyway, I cancelled out of the next video I line up to play ─ the two apparent hosts were just "shootin' the shit" and not getting into any specifics after at least 15 minutes. I don't give a damn what two clowns whom I've never heard of have to chat to each other about.
The video I next tuned in was a little over an hour long, but the final 10 or so minutes seemed to be a repeated chunk of an earlier portion of the show, so that was when I tuned out. It had been published February 21 to Rumble's WTFLouie channel: 5 Forbidden Healing Secrets the Elites Tried to Bury w Dr Ed Group 20-Feb-2025.
Join me (Seth Holehouse) for an important discussion with Dr. Ed Group.
The video took some time to get interesting, and I likely would have cancelled out of it if my brother had not seemed attentive. Dr. Ed Group seemed somewhat familiar to me, and I eventually realized that my suspicion was correct when he mentioned "urine therapy".
Next up was a 10-minute (10:36) video uploaded October 15, 2023, to YouTube's 10th Legion Pictures channel: The Vatican's Chronovisor Machine - Paranormal History.
Vatican City, a landlocked independent city-state, within Rome, Italy, under "full ownership, and exclusive dominion, of the Holy See, the Pope, who is also the bishop of Rome and head of the Catholic Church. And within Vatican City is its central repository, the Vatican Secret Archives which is home to the largest collection of Catholic books, documents, and doctrine in the world. But the archives also contain relics, artifacts, and even devices collected by the church for over a thousand years, one of these devices that was purportedly constructed in the 1950s which is of unfathomable importance if true, is called the Chronovisor. Hosted by Mike Droberg.
Thereafter I tuned in a movie, but we only got maybe halfway through it by noon and I had to suspend it so that my brother could have some bed rest before into the early afternoon leaving to catch a bus so he could go social drinking. Naturally, Bev remained home. She had been up to watch some of the movie before I cancelled out of it, and was thus present to take over the T.V. to watch it until her latter evening bedtime.
I noticed in the latter afternoon that she was already indulging in her box of preferred white wine that she has been leaving chilling outside the sliding door to our backyard sundeck. A four-litre box seems to last her maybe three days.
My wife had to work the latter part of today, so she probably rose in the latter morning. It's fairly obvious to me that she is unhappy with conditions here now that Bev has moved in with my brother. However, I think that she ─ my wife ─ is doing her best to withstand being reactionary, including not dumping too much of her upset onto me.
She left 1½ hours earlier in the afternoon than she usually does when she has to work the latter part of the day ─ maybe even more like two hours. I was actually unsure if she might only have gone out on an errand, but anon she phoned me ─ twice ─ to enlist me into seeing to a couple of Bev-related annoyances presently peeving her. Basically, some clutter. It was nothing of much consequence, and the major problem ─ a very large black garbage bag of apparent garbage of Bev's sitting in the carport ─ cannot be dealt with for an entire week because it won't be until next Wednesday that the garbage is collected (today was the recycling, along with the compost that goes weekly).
I did not nap too well midday and into the early afternoon, but at least my day's first meal was quite light. And once I was certain my wife had left for the day, I had her bedroom to freely exercise in.
My inclination is to avoid sitting up late this evening watching shows with my brother (and drinking beer) once he is back home, but I will assess his state once he is back ─ unless he is late. If he is not back by 9 p.m., I shall be unavailable.
When he shows up now that Bev lives here, he usually interacts with her, and that is informative in assessing his status insofar as concerns inebriation. It becomes truly a boon when he even joins her to watch whatever she has on T.V., for he is prone to quickly pass out if he has been overconsuming beer.
I might as well deem this day's post complete ─ it is presently 7:46 p.m., so I had best clear the way for any necessary retreat here in my bedroom by closing its door if my brother forces my hand to do so according to my unfavourable perception of his state.
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