💀⚰️☠️ Monsters

Despite what I wrote at the conclusion of yesterday's post, I was not to bed until around 1:30 a.m., addicted slave that I allow myself to become to endorphins of perverted lust.

My wife had meantime come home, but I was shut off from all.

There was of course not to be any early morning outings to shop nor anything else.

Something I never mentioned concerning yesterday's bath. Entirely stripped naked ere stepping into the tub, my body weight was below 173 pounds. It may even have been as low as 172 pounds, and possibly sightly under that.

Yet I cannot lose a decided pouch of flab across my belly, and packing the space between hips and the base of my rear ribcage.

I feel so close to being unfit to live any longer.

I was still the first to rise for the morning, somewhere around 8 a.m. My younger brother emerged from his bedroom around a half hour later.

After I joined him for some T.V. mid-morning and soon got his invitation to begin operating our Android TV Box, I led us off with a nearly 1½-hour (1:26:28) video published two days ago to Rumble's MattEhret channel: Mel K & Matt Ehret | Hidden Hands Exposed Again: Same As It Ever Was | 5-8-25.

After that I tuned in the less than half remaining of the movie we had postponed finishing yesterday ─ 2010's Monsters.

Well, for Pete's sake, I just read Wikipedia's plot description ─ how can anybody know that the very opening of the movie revealed the fate of the two main characters?

Samantha and Andrew kiss before they are rushed into different [U.S. military rescue] vehicles. The chronological ending takes place at the beginning of the film, filmed in green night vision sight, when the military rescue team is attacked by a creature on the way back to base. Andrew is last seen carrying Samantha's lifeless body, as an airstrike is launched at the creature.

So we're to understand, then, that Samantha was killed?

When those vehicles were headed to the location to rescue Andrew and Samantha, I recognized one of the soldier's voice's mimicking the thrilling Apocalypse Now "Ride of the Valkyries" ─ we didn't see the soldier because the camera was taking a remote night view of the convoy vehicles, but we saw the interior of the vehicle at the movie's opening and the soldier then claimed it was his personal theme song before voicing it. They were all attacked very soon thereafter with an unknown outcome.

But I remember nothing of any scene of a man carrying the lifeless body of a woman in that opening scene. And even if I did, how the Hell would I know / remember at the movie's conclusion that it was Andrew and Samantha when nothing about them in the opening was memorable?

This was absolutely stupid!

I don't want to have to read all about a movie before watching it so that I know what's going to happen in the show ─ the damned movie needs to be starkly clear.

Now I'm going to have to remember to tell my brother about that opening and closing tie-in movie sequence, for I haven't the remotest doubt that is was all lost on him as well. We just assumed that the couple got whisked back to safety and were going to try a life together somewhere. It wasn't even clear to me that they were separated and taken into different rescue vehicles. I though they were taken away together.

The movie needed work, man!

Actress Whitney Able was sure a cutie, though.

If at all interested ─ and even though I now have no idea what my download source for the movie was ─ it can currently be watched at this uFlix.to link.

Note that the only reason I had downloaded Monsters was because I originally intended to download Monsters: Dark Continent; but then I read that it was a sequel to Monsters, so we needed to watch Monsters first.

I downloaded Monsters: Dark Continent yesterday, but it might be a few months before we get around to watching it.

Anyway, after the movie we watched a 13-minute (13:23) video uploaded May 25, 2020, to YouTube's Nutty Productions channel: Murder Hornets Invading North America.

Today Nutty History brings you all you need to know about the Murder Hornets that are migrating from Asia. Besides being a delicacy in some East Asia countries, our devious little friends are invasive and very aggressive. Why are murder hornets scary some may ask? Learn why these Murder Hornets are a big deal in todays episode of Nutty History.

This video's conclusion marked my brother's return to his bedroom for some rest, for as usual, early in the afternoon he would leave to catch a bus to begin his social drinking.

I had a very filling meal comprised primarily of Thai fare my wife had previously brought home, and then I had a good and long nap which I well needed.

It seems that my wife had a full workday scheduled for today because she emerged from her bedroom a little ahead of 9:30 a.m., quickly showered, and to my considerable surprise left here around 9:45 a.m. ─ that's 15-20 minutes earlier than she normally does on a workday.

This is Mother's Day, so I hope her two sons both look after her. During the first video my brother and I watched, a black vehicle had pulled into our driveway and seemed to have two women aboard, and there was some fussing about as one of the women emerged and looked to me to go next door with a flower bouquet.

But a little later, there was a knock on the front door that my brother made no move to respond to, so I did so. A young woman stood there with a flower bouquet, and with a broad smile said something like, "It's me again!"

Then she started explaining while proffering the bouquet and a red envelope that it was from my wife's eldest son and this gal ─ the pair live together in Burnaby near Metrotown in an apartment they have leased for a year.

I would never have recognized her as being the same young woman I had a fairly extended chat with around Christmastime, but it was surely she.

My eldest stepson must have had a 12-hour shift to attend today at Tree Island Steel, so she made the trip. I have no idea about the other gal ─ she never came to the door.

I explained that my wife wasn't home, but this already seemed to be known.

Now ... is the younger brother going to do something for his mother as well? I expect that she will be coming home this evening.

It's been a dry day ─ mostly overcast, but there has also been some considerable sunshine at times.

I have forgone any exercising today because I want to do my very best to try and get out after mid-evening to do the long needed bit of grocery shopping about four blocks away at the nearest No Frills.

I may balk if it seems too busy out there ─ I was hoping for rain so that fewer people would be likely to be outside. With my bad right leg, I do not want to be exposed very much.

Oh, heck, now that I have considered it, I am going to exercise my leg and do some other exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom. I cannot rely upon myself to make the trip, and I bloody know it ─ people daunt me.

If only it had been steadily raining today!

With that stated, I am now taking a break from this post at 6 p.m.

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Yeah, I stayed home. Possibly it would also be different if Bev was not downstairs all her day long in the living room every single day watching T.V. and making it impossible for me to go anywhere unseen.

I need to be able to have my outings without their happening being shared with anyone else.

So I supped, primarily on more of the Thai fare my wife had previously brought home.

And then I sampled an older T.V. series that I am unsure as to whether I ever watched an episode before ─ Blood Ties premiere episode one ("Blood Price" Part 1) of the first season.

I quickly grew drawn to lead actress Christina Cox, thus far unfamiliar to me. I could easily see that the woman was in superb condition, and now her Wikipedia profile declares just why this was so. A look at her acting credits reveals that it is very unlikely I have not watched her in other T.V. series ─ maybe recollection will 'take' this time, since I plan to follow this entire interesting series.

My flawless source for the episode was this GOOJARA.to link.

At one point during the show I became aware that my brother had come home. Bev had already forsaken the living room and T.V. by the time I tuned in my show ─ she was shut up in their bedroom watching T.V. there.

This of course does indicate that I am in jeopardy of being enlisted in operating our Android TV Box to tune in at least a couple of the shows that he and I follow in common if I seek to watch anything further here in my bedroom, so it is best that I just retire and rise at 3 a.m. for a ¼-mile walk to the elementary school playground where I often exercise ─ as long as it is not raining, of course.

A peek below from my bedroom doorway reveals my brother passed out in front of the T.V. ─ his besotted brain has become damaged over the years from daily excessive drinking. He fast becomes senile now when he drinks. I have no desire to become ensnared with him this evening.

The one can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) feels perfectly adequate.

That's it for today at 10:50 p.m. ─ my wife seems to have come home some while back, but we shall not be communicating.