Daddy Riptide

As hard as it was to sleep during the final couple hours of my night last night, my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm pulled me from some slumber's final weak hold.

I fixed up a mug of strong hot coffee to wash down an aspirin; and then around 7:30 a.m. or soon after I was out in the backyard tool shed for some exercise.

Nothing great. Just two sets of pull-ups, two sets of chin-ups, and two sets of pull-ups between the two sides of the old metal ladder spread across some rafters. For repetitions, two and one in the pull-ups; the same in the chin-ups; and just one in both of the sets of pull-ups between the ladder's sides, but I held the descent on the last pull-up for a 60-count ... or was it a 50-count? I can't remember now.

And then I worked my damaged right knee. The four sets of assisted partial one-legged squats held for a 50-count; and then the usual 31 full flat-footed two-legged squats, the final one being held in the squat posture for a 100-count before rising.

I can't recall just when my younger brother emerged from his bedroom for T.V. news and instant coffee, but let's just say it was around 8:30 a.m.

I joined him after 9 a.m., and upon getting his invitation to begin operating our Android TV Box, I led us off with a very long video we both quickly enough voted against.

So in its stead I tuned in a 29-minute (29:43) video published earlier today at Rumble's We The People - Constitutional Conventions channel: Scientists Just Sequenced the Scottish Picts’ DNA — And It Defies All Logic.

The Scottish Picts, the enigmatic warriors of ancient Scotland, have long been a riddle wrapped in legend. Hidden in stone carvings and whispered in old tales, their true story has eluded historians… until now. Scientists have sequenced their DNA, and the results don’t just rewrite history, they explode it. The Picts didn’t vanish. They didn’t fade away. So who were they… really?

I believe that I next tuned in The Morning Show ─ episode two ("The Revolution Will Be Televised") of season four.

I followed that with yet another fairly long video that we consensually abandoned.

The final video I tuned in was a movie I had previously downloaded, but we never finished watching it due to my brother's desire for more bed rest. I had my day's first meal before I pursued my needed nap, but it was late enough that ─ as I thought he might ─ my brother rose and made a beer run. I would have gone had I felt up to snuff, but I did not; and I had sought my nap when I did in order to avoid his invitation to go along if I was in need.

I'm not yet desperate for beer, fortunately.

The day has been quite sunny ─ a good day for me to be remaining home.

My wife texted me mid-afternoon to seek out an August email sent her by Cathay Pacific ─ it concerned a $200 refund she said that she was to have gotten from them, but she only ever got $70.

This all relates to a flight she had taken to Thailand earlier this year.

Well, I have been deleting her older messages, and now any such communication is gone. I only texted her back that most of her August emails had been deleted, but I didn't confess that I had done it.

I feel damned guilty over having done it. Hence, I will only begin deleting her emails when they are a year old.

I will also confess to her that I am at fault for the August deletions.

I'm actually feeling in very low spirits since mid-afternoon, and not only because of the email deletions. It was on this day back in 1984 that I learned of the death the month before of one of my three oldest friends ─ and certainly the most influential where my life's trajectory was concerned.

Right now it is 6:31 p.m. and I am going to break from blogging. I have earlier had some light exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom, and I've had a light supper. Now I want to watch a couple of shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying a couple cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol).

Back anon.

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My first show was Friday Night Lights ─ episode four ("Who's Your Daddy") of the first season. My source was this GOOJARA.to link.

I'm loving this series, and grateful that there are as many episodes as were produced.

It is a treat seeing so many familiar faces from 29 years ago ─ especially actresses who matured from what were then already gorgeous young ladies. Minka Kelly is just amazing to me ─ even her incredibly soothing, gentle voice! And it occurred to me that I vaguely recognized another actress, but I have had to research her to figure out why she was so familiar ─ I know her (Adrianne Palicki) from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and then The Orville.

So many beautiful young actresses in this series!

I held myself to one can of beer, and the show ended by 7:25 p.m. My brother was not yet back from wherever he had bused (after his early afternoon beer run) to do his social drinking.

And so I was to next watch Rescue: HI-Surf ─ episode 10 ("Riptide") of the only season. A guest actress by the name of Meredith Jackson with a 'bit role' sure seemed to have a decent set of legs in the relatively brief swimsuit exposure I saw of her.

Anyway, once again I used a GOOJARA.to link. And drank my second can of beer.

The episode ended around 8:28 p.m., and no brother home yet.

I plan on rising at 3 a.m. for the ¾-mile hobble over to the elementary school playground, so this is not going to be a late evening. In fact, right now it is 8:54 p.m., so I am going to get to work brushing my teeth, finishing up whatever I've got happening here on my computer, and then get to bed.