The usual great difficulty sleeping through the latter couple or so hours of my night preceded the sounding of my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm. I rose with the intention of doing some shopping when the store a half mile off opened at 8 a.m., but it was not to be.
Although the morning could have not been more ideal, for it was lightly raining, I was to be thwarted by the emergence at 7:35 a.m. by my younger brother from his bedroom for the morning.
Initially I was close to furious, for it is not a normal thing for me to shop on a Saturday, so his intrusion easily flummoxed my plan ─ I immediately knew if was over for me.
Still, anon I decided to have the backyard tool shed exercises I did not expect to be having ─ in fact, after having missed out on ─ specifically ─ pull-ups and chin-ups yesterday because I failed to get away to the nearby elementary school playground, I had thought that these exercises were not to have a part of my morning until Monday.
I surprised myself out there. I have had recent mornings where each of the six sets only contained one repetition apiece. But this time my repetitions were as follows: two sets of pull-ups (3-1); two sets of chin-ups (2-2); and two sets of pull-ups between the thick bars (1-1), and I held the final one's descent for a 50-count, only quitting because my hands were threatening to slide from overtop the bars and the drop to the floor is a yard or so ─ too much for my damaged right knee.
Then I worked on that knee using the two hanging ladder apparatus by having four sets of partial one-legged squats, each set alternating my better left leg and then my damaged right. The left leg only needs some occasional help with my balance, so a 40-count is adequate. But my right leg is too weakened to sustain my weight, and thus I have to use my hands by gripping a rung in each of the ladder apparatus to sustain the leg's crooked partial squat posture, so I make a 50-count in compensation.
And then I finished up with the usual 31 full flat-footed (two-legged) squats, holding the full squat posture of the final squat for a 100-count before rising.
With all of that done I did feel better about myself and my morning. I even joined my brother almost and hour earlier than I usually do for T.V.
When he invited me to start operating our Android TV Box, we were to watch quite a lot, beginning with a 27-minute (27:40) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: FOIA Document Proves Canada Paid To PSYOP Canadians To NOT CARE About Covid Vax Deaths/Injuries.
CAUGHT Red Handed! FOIA'D Document PROVES Canadian Government DID Perform A Tax Funded PSYOP PRIOR To Post Marketing Safety Testing Being Finished For Covid Vax. This Specific PSYOP Was Performed To Make Canadian's Brains NOT CARE If They Found Out About Covid Vax Deaths And Disabilities- Must See Info! Also- Alberta To Use "Notwithstanding Clause" To Counter Youth
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That was followed with a 1⅓-hour (1:19:28) video streamed yesterday to Rumble's Kim Iversen channel: Netanyahu Reveals Yep, Epstein Worked For Israel.
The Kim Iversen Show LIVE | November 21, 2025 Today we dig into the newly passed Epstein Files Act and why both parties seem terrified of real transparency. From Netanyahu amplifying Mossad rumors, to Trump’s ties with Jonathan Pollard, to Stacey Plaskett secretly texting Epstein during a congressional hearing — the cover-ups run deep. We also break down the controversial Union Station protest, Nick Fuentes’ surprising call to work with the left on Israel, and Elon Musk’s prediction that currency and work will soon be “optional."
Then I tuned in the last 20 or so minutes of the movie we had given sittings twice before ─ 1984's The Ratings Game. My source was uploaded on April 29, 2023, to YouTube's Janson TV - Free Movies & Shows: The Ratings Game (PG-13) | Full Movie Featuring Danny De Vito #comedy.
It was lame, but my brother and I enjoy seeing these relatively old acting stars. I was struck that actress Jayne Meadows had such a gorgeous-looking ample spread of alluring cleavage at the apparent age of 65! Was that real?
We also finished watching the series finale episode of The Rig. Some months back my source crapped out on us and would play no further than the 32-minute mark, so I went and downloaded it. Back then, my download source may have been this GOOJARA.to link, but I cannot remember certainly.
Our final two videos were two episodes of YouTube's The Why Files:
- The Science of Ancient Acoustic Levitation | How The Pyramids Were Built? (18:04) Uploaded March 25, 2021
- The Secret Room Inside Mount Rushmore and Other Little Known Facts (6:37) Uploaded April 16, 2021
The descriptions to these videos tend to be too extensive for me to care to reproduce, so refer to the video links to read the originals.
I hope I didn't omit anything.
My brother returned to his bedroom for more bed rest, and then early in the afternoon left to catch a bus to commence his daily social drinking.
I was napping when he left.
I had a fairly pleasant dream involving what may have been a Christmas office party at some location that seemed to blend a couple of different federal departments where I used to work, yet the building was unique in that it also seemed to possibly contain apartments or suites. Somehow even though I was retired, I still had contacts and connections.
Anyway, I was passed a smallish very docile monkey and informed that it likely needed to relieve itself, and that all I had to do was go forth onto a balcony that must have been close to ground level, for trees and shrubs were thick all around the place.
I had been told that I only needed to let go of the cuddly monkey I was cradling in a small blanket, and it would move off into the woods to do its thing, and then obediently return to me.
Darned if this was not so! It was a very trusting young creature that seemed to be most comfortable when cradled as I was doing. But I wanted to leave the place, yet I couldn't find anyone to turn the monkey over to, so I felt obliged to remain beyond when I had meant to leave.
Anon I was to discover that there were three other similar monkeys in the wooded area, only one of which was too timid to come near. I had some candies or something with me that the monkeys mainly enjoyed in sensible fashion ─ not like gluttons.
I don't know where the dream was headed, but around this point I became more conscious than asleep and was aware I had been dreaming, and so the fantasy ended with no actual finish.
My wife ─ who had apparently come home last night after I had gone to bed ─ had a full workday today, but never emerged from her bedroom until nearly 10 a.m., managing to shower and so forth and be on her rather long drive in the light rain within a half hour.
This happens to be a bath day for me, so I am going to break from blogging and take care of that chore now at 4:32 p.m.
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Stripped down for my bath, at very most I may have been 176 pounds, although it did seem that I might have been a hair below.
I had a rather filling supper soon after the bath ─ but it was my only meal today.
Then I tuned in a Christmas movie ─ 2018's The Holiday Calendar. My source was this RidoMovie.tv link after I quickly accepted that the OK.ru link I had first selected was offering poorer video quality.
The name of lead actress Kat Graham was unknown to me, but she definitely seemed familiar. I see now that it was probably because of the T.V. series The Vampire Diaries, but I wondered if maybe she so often resembled actress Nicole Beharie of Sleepy Hollow.
Kat is most definitely an unusual beauty! She made the movie worthwhile as far as I am concerned. So yes, I did enjoy it, though it wasn't quite the sort of Christmas movie I may have wanted ─ it wasn't as emotionally sappy as I seem to need in a Christmas movie.
I held myself to one can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol), and could hear my brother home and sneezing right towards the movie's conclusion, which may have been around 8:40 p.m. at latest.
I had another can of beer after that with The Handmaid's Tale ─ episode seven ("Under His Eye") of season three. My source was this CineGo.tv link.
I'm just about always reluctant to watch an episode of this dreary series. The triumphs are so slight compared to the ongoing oppression ─ my life sucks enough already, and I know far worse lies ahead.
And I have so far to go to get through the entire series.
That's enough blogging for today. I plan another attempt in the morning tomorrow to go shopping ─ at least it will be Sunday and not Saturday. I still have to brush my teeth and start finishing up a few things here on my computer before bed. Right now it is 10:19 p.m.
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