Having had a second turkey-based meal yesterday late in the evening, the latter part of my night was affected by dehydration such that even though I did not retire until after 2 a.m., I began my morning around six hours later.
My younger brother emerged from his bedroom around 9:10 a.m. to watch T.V. news and drink instant coffee.
After I joined him towards 10 a.m. when I had heard my wife exit her bedroom to occupy the bathroom, correctly suspecting that she was going to shower because she was scheduled with a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, I soon got invited by my brother to start operation of our Android TV Box.
I tuned in a 52-minute (52:08) video streamed December 21 to Rumble's Man in America channel: The Sinister Plan to Crush Small Business — and Put You Under Corporate Rule.
Citizen journalist Ethan Faulkner joins me to expose the quiet dismantling of small-town America. As local businesses vanish, corporate giants move in, reshaping communities and consolidating economic power. We break down what’s happening on the ground, why mom-and-pop shops are being pushed out, and what this trend means for the future of American independence and self-sufficiency.
Ethan's Substack: https://constructamiracle.com/
My brother went upstairs midway through the video, and was there quite some while, returning with a pair of socks he then began to put on ─ he had also changed clothes. In so doing, he informed me that he was going to be busing to Langley to join up with possibly as many as four of his drinking buddies at a pub; and well ahead of 11 a.m., he left.
My wife had left on her sunny rather long drive around 10:30 a.m.
At earlier joining my brother, I had fixed myself a mug of strong instant coffee spiked with Smirnoff vodka and Carolans Irish Cream. I was nicely buzzed, so I chose to watch a Christmas movie on T.V. while I still had use of it before Bev rose during the noon hour.
I chose 2018's Surviving Christmas with the Relatives. Actress Gemma Whelan sure looked fetching to me in her gumboots and rather short skirt!
I enjoyed the movie, and drank two cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) during it. Bev had to watch the last half hour or so of the movie before I relinquished the T.V. to her and then came upstairs here to my bedroom, soon taking a needed nap.
If at all interested, an online source for the movie is presently this uFLIX.to link.
The nap served to allow me to sleep off the effects of the earlier drinking. Had I been left alone with the T.V., I would likely have kept drinking and watching more Christmas fare. It is dreadfully difficult for me to break out of the Christmas / New Year's binge drinking because of how maudlin and lonely I can become, although I do not feel particularly so right now at 5:03 p.m. following some light exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom ─ I sure needed the activity.
But it is time to fetch some more of the turkey feast leftovers for what will be my only meal today, and then I will tune in a Christmas movie here on my bedside computer.
I shall be back later to finish this post.
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The first movie was actually short ─ a little under an hour. It was 2018's Click & Collect. I used this OK.ru link.
I had not yet eaten, so I had myself two cans of beer ... and I deeply enjoyed this sentimental romp, I must say. It reminded me of Planes, Trains and Automobiles, but on a much reduced scale, of course.
Also, I loved the inclusion of various Christmas music hits we all know from the radio that normally are lacking in Christmas movies. I was just disappointed that Chris Rhea's "Driving Home for Christmas" was not included, for it was so starkly appropriate ─ I kept hoping that I would hear it at some point.
I had my supper after the ferature, and it was more than I probably needed. Beer was out of the equation.
So after pouring myself a glass tumbler (maybe just over eight ounces) of Mission Ridge Premium Red wine (13% alcohol), I tuned in 2019's A Christmas Wish. Lead actress Hilarie Burton was pure delight. And I see by the fact that her name pops up in my list of past Blogger labels, I have enjoyed her before ─ most likely another Christmas movie.
However, I was not affected emotionally until very late into the movie, which is rather unfortunate, I suppose. Or maybe I'm just too drawn out now after so much drinking and poor hours.
With 13 or 14 minutes of the movie remaining when I finished the wine, I poured myself a big shot of Lamb's Dark Navy Rum, for it seemed likely this would be my final movie this evening, and I wanted to feel more punch from alcohol than I was feeling.
Incidentally, my source was another OK.ru link.
The movie may have ended around 9:15 p.m., by which time I discovered that both my wife and my brother were home.
I opted to go for one further beer, but not a movie. I chose Wynonna Earp ─ episode 10 ("Life Turned Her That Way") of season four. It served, although I have been finding that my raw nervous system has me rather randy. My source this time was a GOOJARA.to link.
I considered another shot of rum, but I decided against it.
Right now it is 11:19 p.m. ─ I am going to clear up a few things left unfinished here on my computer and try to get to bed, but damn ... the urge to stray is overwhelming.
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