After spending close to seven hours in bed overnight, I rose to my 5:30 a.m. cellphone alarm. And although it was beautifully lightly raining outside, I was not to venture out to do any local grocery shopping. Frankly, I lost my nerve to be public on two consecutive days, for I usually do this sort of shopping on Sunday mornings and planned such an outing for tomorrow as well.
Now I have to do it tomorrow. I bloody well wish that the store opened at 7 a.m. instead of 8 a.m. ─ I definitely would have gone this morning. The later hour is hard on me because of how much I detest being out in the public. Fewer people are extant at 7 a.m.
As so often happens, I badly stiffened up after sitting here at my bedside computer, and by 7:30 a.m. backyard tool shed exercising seemed almost impossible. Notwithstanding, I did venture forth, remembering my recent discovery that by performing the 31 full flat-footed squats (20 assisted, 10 unassisted, and a final unassisted squat held for a 100-count) first, the effort seemed to loosen up and invigorate my arms and shoulders.
And this proved out again. I managed the same numbers of repetitions in the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups I have been tackling out there. That is, two sets of pull-ups (three and two pull-ups); identical numbers for the next two sets of chin-ups; and then just one pull-up in each of the two sets pulling up between two bars. I only held the dead hang at conclusion for a 60-count.
Back in the house, I soon declined so much that around 8:15 a.m. I returned to bed and managed to fade out until 9:10 a.m. By then my younger brother was downstairs watching T.V., so I rose and joined him.
However, it took him around 10 minutes before he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could put our Android TV Box to work.
I led things off with an eight-minute video that had been uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Redacted channel: "Ukraine is COLLAPSING" Soldiers admit Russia has a 10 to 1 manpower advantage on frontlines.
The war in Ukraine is still happening. The United States still is shipping weapons. Europe is still supporting it with whatever money they can create out of thin air. And now the president has said we can't actually send a delegation to Moscow for peace talks because we're a little busy.
I found the video title to be misleading, for that figure only came up towards the video's conclusion and until then I cannot attest that there was any proving talk of Ukraine collapsing.
My next choice was a 1½-hour (1:32:42) video published yesterday to Rumble's Tucker Carlson channel: Military Expert Dan Caldwell Breaks Down What Will Happen Next in Israel’s War With Iran.
Former Pentagon official Dan Caldwell explains what would happen if Ted Cruz gets his way in Iran.
And we finished with Chicago P.D. ─ episode 14 ("Trapped") of season 10. The episode was certainly exciting enough, but I get extremely irritated by the Burgess character constantly refusing to acknowledge that she has any psychological trouble ─ despite cowering helplessly and blubbering hysterically a number of times.
My wife had a full workday it would seem, although she never emerged from her bedroom until maybe 9:50 a.m. and left on her rather long drive until after 10:15 a.m.
The day remained heavily overcast even if it did not maintain the rain.
My brother let me know that today has been Bev's 60th birthday, but he still took off towards mid-afternoon to catch a bus and go social drinking, leaving her here to watch T.V. alone.
On a peculiar note, after my early afternoon nap, for the second time today I saw a wild rabbit outside. I had first noticed it briefly in our front yard while I was watching T.V. with my brother in the morning. This second time, it was in our backyard, so I called attention to both my brother and Bev.
Someone must surely have brought it to the neighbourhood, for we have lived in this house for 23 years as of sometime this month, and never before have I seen a rabbit around here.
It is 4:41 p.m. at present, and I am going to take a break from blogging. Some exercising first in my wife's vacant bedroom, and then I may watch two or even three shows and have as many Cariboo Malts (7.9% alcohol). As yet I have eaten nothing ─ just my three mugs of hot instant coffee with the works since maybe 6 a.m.
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My entertainment was led off with a 2018 Christmas movie: Christmas Harmony. Kelley Jakle was the lead actress, but completely unknown to me. Pretty cute, though!
I noticed a couple of reviews mentioning that the original music pretty much solidified their fanship for the movie, so it got their good ratings. And I agree that the performances were very enjoyable. Even so, the movie's conclusion was formulaic and unrealistic, and rather lost me. I was more emotionally involved in earlier scenes.
My source for the movie was this OK.ru link, if interested.
Note that Sally Struthers had a supporting role. The actress certainly did veer away from the physical persona of her "Gloria Bunker" image ─ rather early on, I think. They came to have scant resemblance very quickly.
I did recognize another supporting actress ─ Lee Garlington; regardless, her name and and single reason for her familiarity were not there. I suspect that simply because of her regular past appearances as a "character actress" in shows I have watched was why I recognized her ─ certainly not her name.
When the movie was done and I was in the kitchen gathering together a quick only meal of my day, Bev intruded to declare that she had seen the rabbit out front again, but this time in the front yard of our noisy extended family of South Asian neighbours who use the cul-de-sac as a playground for their unrestrained and undisciplined noisy progeny.
The creature was still present. I have no idea what will become of it.
Anyway, I had that meal; and then with my brother still absent on what had become a surprisingly sunny evening, I tuned in The Avengers and opened my third can of beer to enjoy with it. 'Twas episode 20 ("Dead Man's Treasure") of season or series five.
An actor portraying one of the villain's had very sculpted features with a rather large, heavily-boned head ─ handsome in an odd fashion. I was reminded of a suggestion of acromegaly.
He ─ Neil McCarthy ─ was apparently to die in February 1985 at age 52 of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), also known as Lou Gehrig's disease.
It was a fun episode. And I have just learned that John Steed's driving race partner in the episode was played by definitely leggy attractive actress Valerie Van Ost who ─ according to her 2019 Irish Independent obituary ─ had been considered as Diana Rigg's replacement, but she lost out to Linda Thorson.
My episode source was at the same website as the Christmas movie ─ this time it was this OK.ru link.
I noticed early into the episode that my brother had arrived home and was watching T.V. with Bev.
I am going to call it quits on this post and publish it, and wind things down for my bedtime. It is presently 10:22 p.m.
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