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My cellphone was set for 6 a.m. when I went to bed last night ─ and I believe that I was doing so around 9:50 p.m. or so. I could be wrong, though.

I had the usual night of broken sleep, but I was never awake for too long until I finally checked the time at 4:24 a.m. After that I tried to return to sleep, but concluded after about 20 minutes that it was not going to be easily achieved, so I chose to rise for the morning.

I was planning later on some grocery shopping at the local market maybe a half mile away that opens at 8 a.m.

Shortly after 5:30 a.m. when it was light enough outside to see clearly, I went forth and watered the front yard garden plants. I checked those in the backyard, but they were not in need. Normally I would have exercised in the tool shed, but I was lacking; besides, I was still planning the walk to shop.

Returning into the house, I decided to fortify myself with a strong mug of hot instant coffee with the works, so I boiled the water and fixed up the beverage and took it upstairs here to my bedside computer.

I was to go nowhere.

By 7:30 a.m. I was declining hard, and it was no help that the very sunny morning seemed to be inspiring some of the neighbourhood to be abroad.

The decline worsened fast, such that I could not bring myself to even begin to get ready to go anywhere. I felt so darned sleepy, too.

By 7:50 a.m. I was back in bed, almost surrendering to sleep ─ which is no easy thing for me. I lay on my stomach with my head turned to the left, and soon had drifted off into a dreamy sleep, drooling senselessly.

I was so for about an hour.

I certainly did not feel like getting up, but I was almost certain that my younger brother was up and watching T.V. in the living room.

He was; and quite soon, I went downstairs to join him.

When anon he issued his invitation to me to start operation of our Android TV Box, I began with a 27-minute (27:27) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Juno News channel: Canada's CRIME WAVE continues.

Every Friday, retired career police officer Ron Chhinzer takes viewers through some of the most shocking stories from coast to coast, explaining how the criminal ‘justice’ system is failing Canadians.

On this week’s episode, we’re walking through seven stories that say a lot about where Canada is when it comes to crime, justice, and accountability.

The video description is much longer, for it details the "seven stories", so please check it out for yourself if you are interested.

The next video was short (6:57), and had been published earlier today to Rumble's The White Rabbit Network channel: MATT GAETZ MAKES THE CASE TO PROSECUTE JOHN BRENNAN.

No one mentioned was familiar to either my brother nor I, so it was blessedly as short as it was.

My choice thereafter was You ─ episode two ("The Last Nice Guy in New York") of the first season.

This "Joe" character better get 'brought to justice' at the end of the five-season series, 'cause I despise him.

The episode ended at 10:30 a.m., but my brother surprised me by announcing that he was taking leave to start getting ready. He would be heading off on foot at 11 a.m. to catch a bus to rendezvous with a drinking buddy around noon, thereby getting an early start on his daily social drinking.

This allowed me to get back to bed well ahead of noon, for I never did start feeling proper after that early morning decline in my well-being. I was to nap deeply with a rather pleasant enough dream, but I don't seem to have been in bed much over an hour ─ I was back up before 1 p.m.

A sunny day. And so after a five-day break, I got back into 1½ hours of afternoon sunning. I started off at 1:25 p.m., and called it quits at 2:55 p.m.

Right now it is 5:24 p.m. and I am still feeling like I need more sleep ─ what the Hell went wrong with me early this a.m.?

I've newly finished some takeout food that my youngest stepson surprised me with. I had thought to save it for the early evening, but I became overcome with an appetite for it.

I am going to break from this post now and lie down for a while ─ I hope to find the wherewithal to maybe get some exercising done in my wife's vacant bedroom, but I might instead write the day off and hope for a fuller day tomorrow.

Whatever my choice after lying down, I am still going to watch a show ─ probably two ─ here on my bedside computer while enjoying the lift of some Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).

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First up was Severance ─ episode eight ("Sweet Vitriol") of season two.

I was disappointed. It centred entirely around the Patricia Arquette character, whom I care nothing about. Just because the producers decided to now enlarge her heretofore unknown background in the nearly finished series does not compel my interest in the least.

I almost felt like I was wasting my can of beer.

Should you care, my episode source was this uFLIX.to link.

My brother was not yet home when the episode had concluded, but he showed up before I made my next selection.

That selection was Legacies ─ episode two ("Some People Just Want to Watch the World Burn") of the first season. As fantastically impossible as it was, it wiped away the purposeless futuristic despair of the Severance episode. I quite got into the very human angst of Legacies.

And so went a second can of beer.

I'm going to set my cellphone alarm for 5 a.m., I think. We'll see how the morning proceeds ─ I'm about to begin shutting things down here on my bedside computer at 10:19 p.m. and get myself to bed.