Best Laid Plans

As it turned out last evening, I never had an especially late night after all. I did have my younger brother watch the premiere episode of Doom Patrol, as drunk as he was, so I do not know what memory he has retained of it. But I will bank upon my own impression of the episode and add the series to our roster of shared television shows that we will be watching.

I remained with my brother so that we could watch one of our shared shows after Doom Patrol finished, and I even brought a couple of cans of beer to drink if by chance I was going to be sitting up even later. However, very early into the episode I noticed that my brother was passing out; and when he had, I turned off our Android TV Box and left him with basic cable T.V. programming (he doesn't understand how to operate the Android TV Box).

He revived as soon as there was a brief silent break between the show I had tuned in and then the regular T.V. programming, but my mind was made up ─ he was in no shape for any further of our shows. Nor did he speak up as I began to withdraw ─ he must have understood what he had done, and knew that it pisses me off.

So I came upstairs to my bedroom with the two unopened beers, and my total already drunk also remained at two. And I was likely to bed by 11:15 p.m.

Even my wife was still up, having come home from her full day of work a little earlier in the evening.

Unfortunately, I deemed my bedtime to be too late for me to care to be rising at 3 a.m. for a walk to challenge my damaged right knee, so that was to be my second consecutive night without any such walk.

I rose once in the night to use the toilet, discovering that even though it was something like 2:20 a.m., my brother was still downstairs stretched out in his favourite chair with the T.V. playing. Even if he was conscious, I am confident that he had not been throughout the full time since I left him earlier.

His brain is too damaged anymore from daily drunkenness of many years' standing to be able to reliably retain consciousness over the course of a full evening of T.V.

And 'tis a sad thing. He only claims that he doesn't sleep well at nights. Well, nor do I; yet I have not lost consciousness in the evening while watching T.V. in probably four or even five years. With my brother, it is almost every evening.

This morning I was up from bed ahead of 8 a.m., and a little surprised that my brother was to emerge from his bedroom around 8:30 a.m. Nevertheless, I did not join him for our morning T.V. together until towards 9:15 a.m.

At his speedy invitation to put our Android TV Box to work, I led us off with a 25-minute (25:44) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: ...and Pierre rips Carney a new over on China's millions to Brookfield!

As a former newscast director for Global News,  I discuss media mind control and how they portray Carney.
Also Rachel Gilmore becomes a CTV fact checker.

The second similar-veined video I will mention was 41 minutes (41:17) and had been streamed yesterday to Rumble's JunoNews channel: Election INTERFERENCE from Canada’s Deep State.

There was not a word of a description to the video, nor even any indication of the special guest appearance by Josh Udall of the Elev8 Podcast. That was rather remiss.

After that, we finally finished watching the 1½-hour (1:31:52) documentary (in this our third sitting) published June 2, 2022, to BitChute's Page Chronicles - TRUTH Will Prevail channel: America Before Columbus (2009).

There was no video description, so I am using this one from WatchDocumentries.com:

When most people think of pre-Columbian America, they picture an idyllic wilderness peppered with small native villages and settlements. America Before Columbus tells the story of what Columbus really discovered when he landed on the shores of the so-called New World.

Filmmaker Cristina Trebbi goes through many scientific facts that prove that millions of people were already living in the Americas when Columbus arrived. As a matter of fact, there were as many people living there as there were in Europe. The America of 1492 was an already-crowded landscape with its own vast infrastructure of cities, canals and causeways. The film investigates the European colonisation of the New World and the many plants, crops and animals the immigrants brought with them.

Did pre-Columbian America have domesticated animals? Was it true that some of their rivers had more fish than water? What do we know about the first conquistadors? America Before Columbus provides the answers to these and many other questions about the mysteries of this era.

And then we got a little ways into an old black & white science fiction / horror movie, but I will not cite it until we have finished watching it. My brother needed to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

My wife was only to work the latter part of today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, but she rose around 9:30 a.m., leading me to incorrectly believe she had another full day. But instead, she was off to visit Surrey Place (Central City) to go through the passport renewal process.

I was sincerely pleased for her when she returned during the noon hour to report that she only had to wait about half an hour.

She got busy fixing up some supper to leave for us, so I decided to have my early afternoon nap shortly after 1 p.m., later to find that she had sought a nap in her bedroom.

My brother was downstairs watching T.V. with Bev, and then he rousted her so that she could go with him on a drive to the government liquor store to replenish their stock of preferred alcoholic beverage.

After their return, my brother left afoot to catch a bus and head off to do some social drinking.

Tomorrow and Friday are going to be rather different for him. He must attend a mandated Responsible Driver Program (RDP) Workshop both days scheduled from 9:30 a.m. - 5 p.m. So will he be moderating his drinking today?

My wife left for work fairly shortly after he had gone drinking.

Time now for a blogging break at 4:28 p.m.

★★★

Damn, I'm having a bloody time in the latter afternoon with an atrocious case of unrequited libido!

My brother did return home quite early ─ late in the afternoon, or very early in the evening.

If I do not foolishly sit up too late, I would like to get up at 2:30 a.m. and make the 1½-mile (or so) hike to my financial institution's ATM to deposit $300 of the $400 that my brother gave me last week which he had said was Bev's contribution to the upcoming annual utilities bill due April 2nd.

I will retain $100 in lieu of withdrawing anything for my own needs. Actually, maybe I will only deposit $200, for all I have in cash on hand are two $5 bills.

Anyway, nigh 8:30 p.m. I watched a video here at my bedside computer while enjoying a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol). The video was actually FBI ─ episode nine ("Best Laid Plans") of season six.

It was good ─ it kept me well involved! If interested, my source was this GOOLJARA.to link.

My brother is matching dim wits downstairs with Bev over the tripe she likes to watch, so I think I will just call it quits and get to bed so maybe I can relatively easily rise at 2:30 a.m. and get around to undertaking that ATM walk.

I just heard Bev exclaim that she needed to go to bed ─ she's had her tolerance of white wine.

I am NOT her replacement. It is 9:45 p.m., so I am going to bed now, although I came close to tuning in yet another show. Had I done so, I would have allowed myself to be victimized by my brother to operate our Android TV Box and fetch up shows more interesting than he is going to find on our basic cable programming.