Money and Trouble

Could my very light supper yesterday have been why two cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and maybe ¾ of a glass tumbler of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) had me feeling some vertigo after I went to bed last evening? It was before 10:30 p.m., I do believe.

Frankly, that's pathetic if I am so out of practice at drinking.

My cellphone alarm was set for 3:30 a.m.

Late into the midnight hour I was awake with the strong need for urinary relief, but besides that I felt quite dreadful with hangover-like effects. It was to such an extent that the notion of getting up in a little over 2½ hours was ghastly, so I used prudence and cancelled the alarm in favour of healing sleep.

I have come to the realization that if I am to be getting away to visit the elementary school playground for exercise there ─ as well as the ¾-mile round trip walk to work my damaged right knee ─ then I must force myself to get to bed around 9 - 9:30 p.m.

This will spell having to limit myself to just one evening show here on my bedside computer, and thus only one beer ─ on those evenings before I intend visiting the playground, of course. Tomorrow and Sunday mornings I hope to do some early morning grocery shopping, so I can maintain my present scheduling this and tomorrow evening ─ the store (a half mile away) does not open until 8 a.m., and thus does not require rising exceptionally early.

I am unclear on when it was that I rose this morning ─ possibly between 6:30 - 7 a.m.

A check of the front yard garden plants had me conclude that watering was unnecessary, so I ventured to the backyard tool shed to have the substitute exercising for that which I prefer undertaking at the playground but had failed to undertake.

Thus, three sets of pull-ups (4-2-2 reps); two sets of chin-ups (3-3 reps); and two sets of pull-ups between the two sides of the child's metal ladder (2-2 reps), holding a dead hang for a 50-count after the final pull-up.

This child's ladder is spread across some of the shed's rafters, and is all that I have for such exercising. The sides are too thick to properly grasp, and are rather slick to boot because of a enamel-like blue paint, so I by far prefer exercising with bars I can more easily wrap my hands around. The elementary school playground is not ideal because it is for the youngest kids ─ the older kids' playground's equipment was removed in earliest July and has yet to be replaced despite a government grant having been bestowed of $200,000 for that purpose.

What boggles me is that nothing in the old playground was in the least defective! There was utterly no reason for its removal ─ and I say that as an adult who often used it for exercising!

Anyway, I finished up this morning's exercising with the usual 31 full flat-footed squats to work my bad knee: 20 assisted; 10 unassisted; and one unassisted held in the squat position for a 100-count.

I now cannot recall if my younger brother emerged from his bedroom for T.V. news and some coffee before or after 8 a.m. ─ likely after. However, I waited until just past 9 a.m. before joining him.

And when he gave his invitation for me to start operation of our android TV Box, I started us off with a 24-minute (24:38) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Singh Hortons! Is Canada breeding racism?

Then with the proviso that I felt the video to be of questionable interest and I was leaving it up to my brother to sit it out, I tuned in a near two-hour (1:52:33) video published two days ago to Rumble's TheWarAgainstYou channel: Hieroglyphic proof of STARGATE TECHNOLOGY with Mohamed Ibrahim, Mike Ricksecker and Trevor Grassi.

Early into it I broke to prepare my day's first meal. When I rejoined my brother, it was early past the 26th minute that he expressed having no further interest in watching, so I cancelled out of it.

As far as I am concerned, the subject matter was garbage.

And so I next tuned in the series premiere episode of the old Agatha Christie's Poirot. The episode was titled "The Adventure of the Clapham Cook".

We finished up with something I had previously recorded ─ Kath & Kim (U.S.). Specifically, it was episode four ("Money") of the only season. Should you be interested, the entire single season is available at this Internet Archive link.

If it was after 11:30 a.m. at this point, it was not by much, but my brother was set to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

I suspected that he might be making a beer run afterwards, and figured to go along; and since I found myself to not be feeling quite well, I got to bed ahead of noon for my nap.

I was to rise before my brother emerged again from his bedroom. But it turned out that he was planning on the beer run tomorrow.

So he headed off to catch a bus to do his daily social drinking. And although the day was sunny but hazed over with forest fire smoke, it was not as heavy as yesterday. So at 2:15 I commenced 70 minutes of sunning, knocking off at 3:25 p.m.

I then got into my daily blogging, but did break for some exercise in my wife's vacant bedroom; and I also watched a 12-minute (12:20) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Rebel News channel: Ostrich farm's fight for freedom continues as cull order looms.

Drea Humphrey joins The Ezra Levant Show from rural British Columbia, where she's embedded on an ostrich farm as the fight to protect 400 birds from a cull order continues.

I am breaking now to watch a couple of shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying a couple of beers.

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First up was Krypton ─ episode two ("Ghost in the Fire") of season two. I rather like the "Lobo" character ─ too bad he's probably deranged and definitely a killer.

If interested, my source was this GOOJARA.to link.

The episode ended well before 8 p.m., and still my brother was not back.

However, he was home by the time I was set to play my next show ─ Too Close to Home. This one was episode five ("Car Trouble") of season two. Lord, some heavy duty drama in that one!

The episode entirely erased whatever there was in me remaining of the Krypton episode ─ this DC rot is so beyond identifiable that I don't even know how it lasted to a second season.

My source, by the way, was this uFLIX.to link.

I suppose that I could have squeezed in a third show, but I got too involved in posting at Facebook, so I am just going to publish this post now at 10:04 p.m. and slowly start winding down towards bed. I still have to brush my teeth as well, and that can take 15 minutes.

I plan to set my cellphone alarm for 6 a.m.