My bid last evening to buy $120 worth of participation in the BC Children's Hospital Choices Lottery by walking about ¾ of a mile to Save-On-Foods was a total bust. I was informed that the employee in charge of handling lottery ticket purchases had knocked off at 8 p.m. and everything was locked up.
So all I got was the exercise ─ which was undeniably good. The day had been milder than I knew about, for it was not as dreadfully cold as it had been two evenings before. And despite still feeling full from my awfully filling midday meal, on my way back home I stopped in at the elementary school playground just to loosely hang from two of the gymnastics-style rings for a 75-count.
After such a hang, I always feel rather ... elongated.
I got back here to find my younger brother home from his daily social drinking and in control of the T.V. It was at least 8:50 p.m. by the time I finally dressed down and got around to joining him, so I awaited the finish of the programme he had playing, and then took over so that I could operate our Android TV Box.
All told, I was to tune in five shows, and in this sequence:
- Chicago P.D. ─ episode 10 ("This Job") of season 10.
- Bosch ─ episode three ("Victim of the Night") of season two.
- Riverdale ─ episode eight ("Chapter Eighty-Four: Lock & Key") of season five.
- The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 12 of current season or series 32.
- The Outpost ─ episode four ("The Key to Paradise") of season three.
My brother was predominantly present ─ though I did notice him sagging out of consciousness during Chicago P.D. and Bosch.
The Graham Norton Show featured a Christmas musical performance by a songstress we had never heard of named Laufey. We both agreed that the performance was more enjoyable than much of what Graham normally presents, and neither of us was expecting that the singer was Icelandic.
I have only just learned that she is half Chinese racially ─ delightful!
I have just now located that performance on YouTube and re-watched it: Laufey - Christmas Magic (Live on The Graham Norton Show). I get the impression that the new Christmas song was featured in the movie Red One, which my brother and I have yet to see.
Anyway, I was to drink three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) over the course of our viewing last night. I am unsure about my bedtime ─ maybe 2:30 a.m.? Whatever the case, I was to later find myself unusually awake at 7:30 a.m. ─ I was almost certain that I heard my cellphone ring. I was so certain that ─ even though I had left it downstairs and my bedroom door had been closed ─ I rose and went downstairs to check it.
And to also see if my wife was maybe locked out of the house.
Both counts were false, so I returned to bed until just after 8 a.m.
My brother rose some while later and went downstairs to drink coffee and watch T.V., but I never went downstairs until possibly 8:50 a.m. to boil water for an instant coffee and then to join him, mistakenly thinking it was after 9 a.m.
Fortunately, he was taking breaks from T.V. to tend to his usual Friday laundering, so at 9 a.m. I took over the T.V. and started operating our Android TV Box.
I was to tune in a 1¼-hour (1:17:05) video streamed yesterday to Rumble's TFM Report channel: Special Guest Harold Jonker.
TFM Talks to Canadian trucker, Harold Jonker. When Harold proudly led the first convoy into Ottawa in January 2022 the last thing he expected was to be caught up in a 3 year legal battle. We talk to Harold about his legal battle to date and his upcoming movie night fundraiser.
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After that I simply tuned in the last something-better-than-an-hour of the oldish 1¾-hour movie that we had broken from yesterday for want of time in the late morning. It had been published January 5, 2022, to BitChute's ittabena channel: One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich (1970).
This is a Norwegian made film taken from a book by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. The film was never released on VHS or DVD. It is hard to find although there are copies on YouTube. However, this seems to be a slightly better copy, unless perhaps you watch all ten episodes unlinked there. This is the whole film. This copy did not come from YT, I hunted it down on my own, but the quality is still not great.
Yes, the video quality was very poor, but we found it interesting enough. You can read about the movie at Wikipedia and IMDb.
Thereafter it was time for my brother's bed rest before he was to leave afoot for a bus to (weekly) rendezvous at a pub to play pool.
I had another filling midday meal, although not quite as overwhelming as yesterday's. I napped early in the afternoon, but even that did not prevent the systemic reaction to the fat-heavy and very spicy soupy concoction.
Before I took to my bed for that nap, my wife unexpectedly showed up ─ not too very long after 1 p.m. She hasn't been home since leaving for work around midafternoon Wednesday, I believe.
She never said a word about her passport renewal dilemma ─ you'll have to refer to my two previous posts concerning that.
While I napped, she apparently got busy doing some cooking in the kitchen. And although I was seated here at my bedside computer when she was set to leave just after 3 p.m. to work the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, she said no word of farewell to me. However, she did have some communication with her eldest son. I don't know if the younger son was home, but he probably was ─ it was only because the eldest had been out when my wife got home that she had likely engaged with him. After all, he is supposed to be moving out in about a week to live in an apartment in Burnaby with his girlfriend, so my wife won't be seeing as much of him.
As my late afternoon wore on, I began feeling wistful, and contemplated the emotional refuge of a Christmas movie with some drink, but this was a scheduled bath day and my Sabbath fast was imminent as of nightfall, so I contented myself with a wee supper ─ leftovers my wife asked me to have ─ and the last glass or so of some delicious red wine while watching 9-1-1: Lone Star.
The episode happened to be filled with a variety of emotion for various of the characters, and was really very good (even though I do not appreciate the Gay angle) ─ it was the season finale episode 18 ("In Sickness and In Health") of season four.
I suppose the distraction was what I needed to get me past the worst of my downturn.
Not too much later I tended to the lengthy bath process and got that over with.
We had a primarily sunny day, but the 1½ or so inches of snow is still unbroken as a ground cover ─ after five days now, if I am recalling correctly. Even our cul-de-sac is still covered with compressed snow. And although temperatures may have climbed above freezing, since nightfall anytime I hear a vehicle slowly creep into the cul-de-sac, there is no preventing a constant loud crackling of that now-frozen snow.
I will not be sitting up this evening watching shows with my brother ─ not when I am fasting and thus cannot do any drinking. As yet I am unsure about what I will be doing after a few hours of sleep ─ just get up early and have some exercise out in the backyard tool shed before my brother gets up for the morning? That activity will not easily be achieved without any benefit of coffee, which my fast proscribes.
If the night is to become deeply frigid, there is no sense in walking the three blocks or so over to the elementary school playground to exercise there ─ the walk and the fresh air serve to enliven me without need of caffeine, but if the metal equipment is too damned cold to handle with bare hands, it would be far more prudent to just get as much nighttime sleep as possible since I tend to sleep so poorly.
But it is late enough ─ I had best publish this post and free myself up to be getting to bed before too very long, and to shut myself up here in my bedroom once I am aware my brother has returned for the night. It is 9:41 p.m.
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