Wins, Actions

When my wife learned that I was going out last evening for my walk, she asked that if I was going to do any shopping at Save-On-Foods, would I please buy four cans of coconut milk ─ she only likes the Aroy-D brand.

I was going out to make a $200 withdrawal at my financial institution's ATM, but my wife did not know that. Fortunately, Save-On-Foods is almost an immediate neighbour to that institution.

At something like $3.49 a can, the coconut milk is more expensive at that store than others I normally shop at, but I didn't mind for her sake. And so I also bought $120 worth of participation in the BC Children's Hospital Choices Lottery, for the store has an agent role as a tickets seller. Sure, I could have bought participation online, but I had decided that I just could not afford to add that cost to the devastatingly hard-to-bring-down balance on my VISA card ─ my last payment of $500 did not even reduce the balance by $100. I think the interest alone is nearly $250.

So even though the store likely will not submit my paid-by-cash order in time for the February 14 early bird bonus deadline, and maybe not even in time to be fully processed for the February 28 early bird bonus deadline, it was a sacrifice I had to make unless I figured that I could somehow make a $700 payment to VISA this month instead of the usual $500.

This does suck.

Despite the inch or more of frozen snow still covering the ground after a week, and the frigid night air, on my way back home I stopped at the elementary school playground maybe three blocks from here and performed a set of six pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings. Then with a fast 30-count of rest, I held a loose hang for a 75-count that surely would have been for at a minute at very least.

I was back home well ahead of my brother, away for his daily social drinking.

When he eventually did show up, we were to watch three shows via our Android TV Box, although he passed out just as I began playing the first of them.

The shows were as follows in this sequence:

• Glitch ─ episode three ("First Times") of season or series three.
• The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 13 of current season or series 32.
• Coupling ─ episode two ("Faithless") of season or series three.

My brother's shameless, drunken, feeble-brained state was so offensive to me that had I not desired to drink some beers, I would have gone to bed after Glitch had ended. I only put on The Graham Norton Show instead of a series of more interest because I did not wish to waste yet another episode of a good series that my besotted brother should be enjoying instead of drinking himself senseless.

Incidentally, he discovered that his cellphone provider cancelled his cellphone account that day because he had failed to make his last monthly payment. He "forgot".

I wish that he had been unconscious when The Graham Norton Show had concluded because I would have gone to bed then, leaving him snoring alone in the otherwise silent and darkened living room. I had by then drunk three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and was content for the night.

I am supposing that I was to bed somewhere around 2 a.m.; and this morning was up by around 8 a.m. My brother emerged from his bedroom a little while later.

I didn't join him for T.V. until at least 9:10 a.m., and when he turned it over to me so that I could again operate our Android TV Box, I led us off with a nearly 1½-hour (1:26:49) video published February 7 to Rumble's Action4Canada channel: Weekly News Update with Tanya Gaw: Wins, Actions, Legal & More FEB 5, 2025.

Action4Canada is on the front line opposing: government overreach, radical ideologies and the Global Agenda. Join Tanya Gaw, founder of Action4Canada, on this Empower Hour as she shares exciting updates on recent victories, and highlights the strategies and campaigns that are helping to change the political conversation to prioritize Canada first. Tanya will discuss how these efforts are encouraging up and coming political leaders to focus on commonsense and the traditional values that are fundamental to maintaining freedom and democracy.

I next tuned in an old black & white movie that I had downloaded that was getting dramatically interesting, but we only got about ⅔ of the way through it because at 11:30 a.m. my brother was set to acquire further bed rest prior to driving off on various errands that I knew would include restocking of his beer supply.

This would have been my chance to stock up with four dozen for myself, but I opted not to bother. I correctly supposed that he had other agendas as well. As it turned out, he was gone until 4 p.m. ─ he had been gone maybe as long as three hours. I would have wanted no part of that ─ I was too tired. So I said nothing about my own beer needs. Heck, I even had my afternoon nap while he was gone, and was back up well before his return.

I see myself with no option but to undertake the four-mile round trip on my own, even though it will require me limiting myself to two dozen cans and then hiking that 20 pounds of weight back home (six cans weigh five pounds).

Maybe I will do the hike tomorrow evening ─ I have no intention of spending any time this evening with my brother's drunken persona when he buses back home. He only came home just after 4 p.m. to leave his van and then quickly freshen up before leaving on foot to catch a bus.

My wife had a full workday today, so she was up this morning by 9:40 a.m. at latest to begin readying for her long day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, and she was away on her fairly long drive quite soon after 10 a.m.

It was a remarkably sunny day, but chilly. The nights are always well below the freezing point, but that is supposedly to change by next Saturday with the return of rain ─ possibly snow first; and then rain will prevail Sunday and Monday.

I nursed the notion of maybe risking a liquor store hike this evening, but ultimately I lost heart. I have no desire to coincide with my brother later in the evening.

I am also feeling peculiarly tired, so I am hoping that I will not have any trouble getting to sleep later this evening.

I think that's enough commentary for today. It is 8 p.m.