Intending to sleep in last night, I never set my cellphone alarm. Then after some sleep, I found myself awake and unable to submerge back into sleep, so I checked the time ─ it was somewhere around 3:28 a.m.
I might as well have set my alarm for 3 a.m. as usual, for I assuredly had already been awake as early as that. But I kept trying for that elusive sleep ─ and I did so for a full hour before accepting the futility and rising.
I spent some time here at my bedside computer; and then a little past 5 a.m. went outside to water the front yard garden plants. Then I went into the backyard to the tool shed to exercise.
First I performed the full flat-footed squats to exercise my damaged right leg (20 assisted; 10 unassisted; and one unassisted held in the squat position for a 100-count before rising).
The joints, muscles, tendons, ligaments ─ everything involved in pull-ups and chin-ups ─ just felt too stiffened and overworked; I even did a bit of a pull-up to assess matters, and the strain was daunting.
So I went outside and walked about, trying to loosen up. One of my wife's flowers ─ set out there in a pot on a picnic table ─ is quite tall. It has a light mauve-coloured bloom with maybe five petals, and a large golden centrepiece where the pollen is clearly massed.
Well, a bumblebee had apparently spent the night nestled into that golden bulbous centre. It was still quite gloomy out, but I took three photos, each from a slightly different angle. One day I will have to get around to uploading them.
Anyway, I finally was able to successfully confront the unpleasant strain of the usual half dozen sets of pull-ups and chin-ups with the usual repetitions (five and two in the opening two sets of pull-ups; three and two in the middle two sets of chin-ups; and two in each of the two sets of pull-ups between a pair of bars in the final two sets ─ and I held the dead hang at the completion of the last pull-up for a 50-count).
Eventually I was to return to bed ─ possibly a bit after 7:30 a.m., by which time I had my first meal of the day.
I was only abed an hour or so. By then my younger brother was downstairs watching T.V., but I never ventured down until after 9 a.m.
Incidentally, my wife had not come home last night, which I had rather expected.
Upon my brother inviting me to begin operating our Android TV Box, I led things off with a 32-minute (32:26) video streamed yesterday to YouTube's Krayden's Right with Davis Krayden channel: Judge: "Chris Barber Had His Bank Account Frozen?" | Stand on Guard.
Incredible testimony at today's Freedom Convoy sentencing hearing as the judge asked who had ordered the government to freeze the bank accounts of the Freedom Convoy protesters. I spent the day in the courtroom and have plenty to tell you.
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Sentencing document, 47-page sentencing brief by Doug Ford's prosecutors. Download and read: https://drive.google.com/viewerng/vie...
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READ KR News: Who Froze Chris Barber's Bank Account? Judge Asks at Sentencing Hearing.
Unbelievable comments at the sentencing hearing for the Freedom Convoy's Tamara Lich and Chris Barber
https://open.substack.com/pub/davidkr...
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Tamara Lich and Chris Barber face 8 years in this shocking political catastrophe. The trial exposes a blatant attack on free speech and peaceful protest. Is this justice, or an attempt to silence dissent? The crown’s demands are outrageous—7-8 years for "mischief" while REAL offenders walk free. Their real "crime"? Defying authoritarianism and fighting for a free Canada. This is censorship in action, and it's costing taxpayers millions.
Independent journalism like this is crucial to resist the mainstream narrative and uncover the truth. These heroes are being treated as political prisoners for daring to stand against government overreach.
That was followed with an 11-minute (11:15) video uploaded July 21 to YouTube's Rebel News channel: Cull or Rescue? B.C. Ostrich Farm discusses what’s next if high court rules against them.
http://SaveTheOstriches.com | Katie Pasitney of Universal Ostrich Farms awaits a federal appeal court ruling on the Canadian Food Inspection Agency’s (CFIA) order to slaughter 400 ostriches in Edgewood, B.C., vowing to continue the fight for farming sovereignty regardless of the outcome.
And then came a 15-minute video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: CBC Anchor & Global Director Leak the Truth.
Next we graduated to entertainment beginning with Bergerac ─ episode 10 ("The Hood and the Harlequin") of the first season or series.
Unfortunately our source did not have subtitles, and there was a lot of French spoken in the episode that was lost on us and was important to have known for purposes of the plot.
I thought that guest actress Greta Scacchi ─ unknown to me ─ was definitely hot!
We finished up with a movie we had twice before worked somewhat into, getting as far as maybe the 69-minute mark.
The movie was 1998's BASEketball ─ and thus far I have not yet figured out why I downloaded it for us to get around to watching. Sure, actress Jenny McCarthy is exceptionally ... stimulating; and Yasmin Bleeth was innocently beautiful. But neither would have been my reason for downloading the movie.
It had its funny spots, without question. But largely it was off the mark ─ as a comedy, far too forced. It seemed to lose quality steam as it progressed until it was solely the hope of seeing some snippets of sexy women that kept me watching, for they were definitely there and ought to have been given heavier exposure. The laughs were pretty much gone from this overacted fantasy ─ and I was truly surprised by how bad some good actors are at comedy (they stank).
If your unrequited dream has been to one day watch this movie, a fairly poor quality version is at this OK.ru link; but this GOOJARA.to link has very sharp video quality by comparison.
I wish I knew why the heck I ever downloaded it, though!
I'm running low on blogging time. I will only add that I had a surprisingly deep midday nap, rousing from it while caught up in the seeming reality and confusion of a dream.
As well, I had my 1½ hours of afternoon sunning in the backyard. I think I began at 2:32 p.m., and called it quits at 4:04 p.m.
Right now it is 8 p.m., and my brother quite newly home from his social drinking excursion; I want to break to watch a show here on my computer while enjoying a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).
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I watched The Flash ─ episode 17 ("Keep It Dark") of season eight. Afterwards it occurred to me that I may have enjoyed it a little more than I have episodes of the series of late.
My source was this GOOJARA.to link that played through flawlessly. I restricted myself to the one can of beer.
It would have been great to have watched something else and to have ingested another beer, but it was already 9 p.m. by the time the episode finished. I want to see about getting to bed no later than 10 p.m. ─ earlier if possible. My alarm is going to be set for 3 a.m.
I think that's enough for today's blog post ─ it is 9:33 p.m.

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