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I had my late night yesterday watching three shows with my brother, although initially when I came downstairs to join him he was passed out. I considered just abandoning the pathetic sot, but it was last the evening of April 5 that we watched any of our shows together, so I wanted to at least log in a couple of them.

Since there was no sense putting on anything consequential in terms of a series, I decided to just tune in The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 18 of season or series 32.

He was unconscious for several minutes into the show, but he gradually roused. His drunk brain is so weak that the alcohol damage from decades of heavy nearly daily drinking is unmistakable.

As for the show itself, it was surprisingly good to see Pamela Anderson. Her years obviously show, but there is such an unexpected girlish look to her mouth and smile ─ it was disarming to me. And I loved how close ─ bonded? ─ she and her seatmate Stephen Graham quickly became, for I am certain they did not know each other before this.

And she's just over six years his senior, whereas he's a little more than five months older than his own wife.

But it was truly cute seeing the pair enjoying one another on the show. A darned good report about it can be read at this LADbible.com link.

I was never a big Pamela fan, but from what I saw of the lady on Graham's show, I wish that I knew her.

As said, we watched two other shows:

• Doom Patrol ─ episode two ("Donkey Patrol") of season one.

• Chicago Fire ─ episode 12 ("How Does It End?") of season 11.

My brother felt that this Doom Patrol episode was a letdown compared to the pilot episode.

As for Chicago Fire ... it's looking to me as if they plan to kill off Christopher Herrmann's wife Cindy ─ as I said to my brother, too bad they had never heard of Dr. William Makis.

My wife had come home during our shows, following her day of work at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. I think she was to bed before my night with my brother was done.

I don't like late nights. I had restricted myself to three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol), but even without drinking, a late night has me feeling in the morning like I have a mild hangover.

But it also meant that for a second night I missed out on having a wee a.m. six-block walk to work my bad right leg.

Anyway, after my brother and I got together again for T.V. this morning via our Android TV Box after 9 a.m., I led us off with a nearly 1½-hour (1:25:35) video published April 11 to BitChute's TheCrowhouse channel: The Fall of America.

I honestly get tired of entire shows of Max ranting on in his anti-Zionist and anti-Trump mode ─ a video a month is about my maximum, and I'm always hoping each one will be different.

My brother broke from it to have a shower, and returned in time for the tail end.

We only watched one further video. At 52 minutes (52:09), it had been uploaded November 1, 2023, to YouTube's FD Ancient History channel: Empire Builders: The Roman Empire - A Millennium of Conquest | FD Ancient History.

The Roman Empire was the most powerful economic, cultural, political and military force in the world of its time and became one of the largest empires in world history. At its height under Emperor Trajan, it covered 5 million square kilometres, holding sway over an estimated 70 million people, at that time 21% of the world's entire population, controlling large territorial holdings around the Mediterranean Sea in Europe, North Africa and The Middle East.

For 500 years the city of Rome was the largest city in the world. The longevity and vast extent of the empire, ruled for its entirety from Rome, ensured the lasting influence of Latin and Greek language, culture, religion, inventions, architecture, philosophy, law and forms of government on the empire's descendants.

In this episode of Empire Builders we explore ten sites that defined the Roman Empire. We begin at the battle site of Alesia in Eastern France where Caesar defeated the Gauls in 53BC. His adopted son, Augustus, regarded as the greatest of Roman Emperors, expanded the empire during his 41 year reign and began many grand construction projects completed in subsequent decades. Among these were magnificent temples such as the Maison Caree in Nimes, France, and amphitheatres such as the 6,000 seat theatre that survives in Merida, Spain. The Romans also built massive and monumental aqueducts like Pont du Gard, their highest, in southern France and giant stadiums and arenas across the empire modelled on the Colloseum in Rome.
Rome's empire was built on power and conquest. They invented the victory arch. Its not surprising Rome's ingenious and ground breaking building methods were copied by successive European empires and still are today.
Perhaps Rome's greatest building was the Pantheon but we also visit great palaces such as Diocletians Palace in Split, Croatia and huge public baths like those of Caracalla in Rome itself.

Although interesting enough, the video was crammed with too many sites. I found it impossible to keep abreast of all of them. Since each was introduced in print by name but once, some of the more foreign identifications were lost on me.

Anyway, my brother sought his bed rest after the video, and that heralded Bev's emergence from their bedroom to intrude upon me in the kitchen as I was gathering together my day's first meal ─ this can be somewhat annoying.

I took my feed upstairs here to my bedside computer to eat, and then anon I was to bed for a needed nap.

After an hour or so, I was up again, finding my wife to be in the bathroom showering, having only recently risen for the day. She was scheduled to start work in the latter afternoon, so she was on her way very shortly after 3 p.m. By then, though, she had cooked up a delicious big pot of a thick soup. When it later cooled, it completely gelled.

I worked for a bit here at my computer, and was then going to work my bad leg in her vacant bedroom, but I had declined such that I instead chose to resort again to my bed for a half hour or more.

That did help, and I then was able to confront what I wanted to do for my leg. Yesterday I discovered that if I slowly work into it, I can finally get upon my knees and actually contact both heels with my butt ─ I hold that contact for a 100-count.

But I still cannot extend my straightened leg without the lower one drooping down a few inches. The lower quadriceps muscles about my knee are still ridiculously feeble. Recovery is too slow. I may not attain a full recovery, either ─ why is my knee so oddly swollen, yet not notably painful?

The day was seemingly all Sun, but my only exposure was a walk to roadside to bring in the two wheelie bins my brother had put out for today's emptying.

I liked the idea of watching a possible Christmas movie, but unfortunately this was a bath day, so ere 6:30 p.m. I got busy with that. During it, I correctly surmised that my brother had returned from his public transit to engage his daily social drinking somewhere.

However, when I was done and cautiously opened the bathroom door to return to my bedroom, I could see him already passed out in his chair in front of the T.V.

It was possibly around 8:30 p.m or soon after that I shut myself up into my bedroom to watch a show here on my bedside computer ─ my brother was still passed out, it seemed. I had no desire whatsoever to become involved with the idiot two consecutive evenings ─ just because he sleeps away the early evening and feels like sitting up into the a.m. watching T.V. is no attraction shared by me.

I am considering making it known that I only intend to start watching our shows early in the evening. If it is not important enough for him to accommodate that by curtailing his beer-swilling wherever he goes to do it, then he can write off watching them. I hate late nights, and I want that practice ended.

My choice to watch here in my bedroom was FBI: Most Wanted ─ episode 14 ("Wanted: America") of season four. The episode was certainly interesting and even exciting enough, but I had no emotional involvement apart from wanting ill for the murderess who did not in the least evoke any sympathy out of me.

I did find it weirdly titillating when after bashing a fit skinsuited surfer's head about four times with a rock and failing to put him out, she climbed onto his back where he was on his knees in the sand at water's edge and got him prostrate, then sort of pinned his right arm up around his lower back, preventing him from pushing himself up.

She then drowned him in the very shallow water because he no longer was able to put up any sort of effective struggle.

If interested, I watched the episode at this GOOJARA.to link with no issue whatsoever.

That's enough blogging ─ it's 10:10 p.m.