Deadline Day

Well, last night did not go as planned. The three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and a glass tumbler of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) kept me up until just past 10 p.m., if I am remembering correctly. I set my cellphone alarm for either 3 or 3:30 a.m. regardless.

After a few wakeful stretches of time, I finally checked the time, and it wasn't even 2 a.m. I was having a lousy night's sleep! Was it the drink ... the stifling heat in my bedroom ... both?

I would have been nuts to get up to my alarm to have an outing for exercise ─ that would have been quite the opposite of doing myself therapeutic good.

So I cancelled the alarm and did my best to sleep.

The night proceeded in like fashion, and I finally rose just past 6 a.m. to water the front yard garden plants.

With that done, I went out to the backyard and then the tool shed for the session of pull-ups and chin-ups that were my lot for not having gone to the elementary school playground in favour of remaining in bed.

I am performing poorly in the shed: three sets of pull-ups (3-2-2 reps); three sets of chin-ups (2-2-2 reps); and two sets of pull-ups between the two bars (2-2 reps), finishing the final pull-up with a dead hang for a 50-count.

The 31 full flat-footed squats to work my bad right knee followed (20 assisted; 10 unassisted; and one unassisted that was held in the full squat posture for a 100-count).

It was already after 7 a.m. by the time I was back in the house.

I think my younger brother emerged from his bedroom ahead of 8 a.m. for coffee and T.V. news, but I did not join him until a little after 9 a.m. when I went downstairs to fix up a breakfast.

When he invited me to begin operating our Android TV Box, my first video selection was cancelled out of after 10 minutes at most, I would say. I shall not identify it.

So I tuned in a 27-minute (27:44) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Juno News channel: NO SETTLERS: How Canada is setting up an apartheid system.

On today’s episode of the Candice Malcolm Show, Candice talks about how progressive virtue signalling and performative wokeism are destroying our country. In British Columbia, woke activists, academics and the NDP government officials routinely use terms like: settlers, colonizers and “uninvited guests” to describe Canadians. So it’s no surprise that some First Nations are taking this literally.

A beautiful provincial park just north of Whistler will close for the third time this year to “settlers” and only verified First Nations members can enter.

Yes, in Canada in 2025, your race and bloodline determine where you can and cannot go. This is what apartheid looks like.

Candice is joined by political thinker Caroline Elliot, who holds a PhD in political thought and works as a Senior Fellow with the Aristotle Foundation for Public Policy. Caroline argues that Canada is heading in a dark direction.

They discuss the distorted coverage by the legacy media – who hand wave and justify these race-based closures – and talk about the real implications of the United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP) and its accompanying legislation in British Columbia.

Finally, they discuss the uncomfortable details of the recent B.C. Supreme Court ruling that gave 800 acres of private and public property to a First Nation tribe. In the written evidence, we learned how the Cowichan First Nation was able to obtain that land – through extreme acts of violence and barbaric force.

So why does their historic use of force give them the right to the land, but early French and English explorers who conquered and developed Canada are seen as illegitimate?

Next, Candice speaks to Alberta lawyer Ricky Bagga about proposed changes to Alberta’s insurance laws that he argues strips away rights and imposes a top down model onto Albertans. You can learn more by visiting https://www.AlbertansAgainstNoFault.com

Next I tuned in Yellowstone ─ episode two ("The Sting of Wisdom") of season five.

Wikipedia's description of a scene in that episode was this:

In a flashback, John finds dead animals around a stream on his property and discovers utility workers spraying an EPA-approved herbicide that seeps into the water. The ranch hands attack the foreman responsible, vandalize the equipment, and spray his house with the deadly weed killer.

I had no idea that the incident was a flashback. I thought that it was some contemporary event that was leading up to some new storyline. Had I not now just happened to have read that description, I would never have known.

We finished up our viewing with a sort of documentary, but only got about halfway through it before my brother begged off for his bed rest. I will speak of it once we have completed watching it ─ probably tomorrow.

I sacrificed my sunning yesterday for little good purpose ─ it was cloudy all day today.

My brother ─ following his bed rest ─ chose to mow the lawns. Thus, had it been sunny, I would have had a delayed start on sunning because he never gave up work on the evidently faulty lawnmower until maybe 2:45 p.m. And it was almost 3 p.m. when I heard him bid Bev a goodbye as he left for a bus so he could social-drink somewhere.

I don't think he repaired the lawnmower, nor do I know if he finished the mowing chore. Maybe if it is sunny tomorrow afternoon, my sunning opportunity will be impinged to some degree ... but I'm not unduly concerned of it.

Actually, I now see in the late afternoon that there is weak sunshine out there, for the cloud cover seems to have become thick haze.

I have had some exercise ─ primarily for my bad right knee ─ in my wife's vacant bedroom, so I am going to break from blogging now at 5:57 p.m. to gather up a very light supper, and then I will see about watching a couple of shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying no more than two cans of beer.

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My first entertainment choice was Blood Ties ─ episode eight ("Heart of Fire") of the first season. I really got into this one!

I chose as my source this GOOJARA.to link despite having found that the entire series might be on YouTube. In the case of this episode, GOOJARA's episode appeared to be approximately a couple of minutes longer than the YouTube source was listed as being, so of course I went for the fuller video source.

I must here confess that I am likely very fortunate that there are no actual vampires, for I find the image of a gorgeous humane vampiress to be so incredibly seductive that I am practically convinced that I would submit to her if I believed her that she would not kill me by drinking me dry. 

Incidentally, my brother had returned home before I tuned in the show, and he surprised both Bev and I by heading outside to the backyard to finish the mowing job. According to her, he had merely 'flooded' the engine earlier, and had correctly assumed that to be the issue.

Anyway, my second show was Heimebane (Home Ground) ─ season one's episode seven ("Deadline Day"). I truly enjoy the series, but I do not like that I find myself having to use WLEXT.is as my source (in this instance, this link). By the time I get the video player playing and have it enlarged, at least three different advertisement browsers have been forced open upon me. I use the Brave browser, by the way.

But damn, it's an interesting show.

I held myself to a second can of beer ─ no risk of repeating last night.

And I think that at this point I am going to wrap things up so that I can start shutting down everything I need to before restarting my computer ─ I cannot shut it down because for some wretched reason, once my computer gets cold, it proves itself unwilling to start up again. I can spend a hell of a lot of minutes over and over trying to get it to kick in.

So I just restart it and then leave it until I am ready to work with it again the next day.

Enough talk! It is 9:41 p.m.