When my 3 a.m. cellphone alarm sounded to get me up for an outing to the nearby elementary school playground to exercise, I just was not feeling up to cutting my night short, so I reset the alarm for 6 a.m. and returned to bed planning on some substitute backyard tool shed exercising once it became light enough outside to do so ─ i.e., no earlier than 7:30 a.m.
Well time of course passes, and eventually I kept finding myself putting greater effort into returning to sleep. Then I noticed that it seemed quite light outside.
I checked the time ─ somehow, it was 8:23 a.m.
How!?
I decided to check the alarm setting, but my cellphone indicated that the alarm was actually on and awaiting me to stop it. So I pressed the "Stop", and was dutifully taken to the setting area just in time to see the green activator at 6 a.m. switch off.
What the Hell happened?
Why did I have a sounding alarm at 3 a.m., but nothing from 6 - 8:23 a.m. when it was supposedly running continuously?
That was a bizarre long period of time in bed, I must say.
Anyway, I rose to find that my younger brother was already downstairs watching T.V. news.
I researched what to be watching with him when I joined him after 9 a.m., and shortly after that hour I did just that, putting our Android TV Box to work after his invitation to do so.
I led with a 21-minute (21:07) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Canada, we're getting a little Satanic.
Tucker Carlson says Canada’s Medical Assistance in Dying (MAID) program crosses a line — calling it a human rights violation rather than compassionate care. In this video, I break down what he said, why Canada’s MAID policies are drawing international attention, and whether these claims hold up when you look at the facts. Is this about choice and dignity — or something much darker?
The next video was nearly 1½ hours (1:28:06) and had been published December 19 to BitChute's Banned Youtube Videos channel: Artificial Pandemic | The Highwire.
Today’s HighWire pulls no punches. Del breaks down HHS’s decision to withdraw funding from the American Academy of Pediatrics and the media reaction to RFK Jr.’s bold move. Jefferey Jaxen reports on the quiet return of flu lockdowns overseas—and the next pandemic narrative already taking shape. Then, Jefferey examines what’s truly at stake as the AI race threatens to replace human labor at scale. Finally, epidemiologist Nick Hulscher, MPH, joins Del in-studio to reveal new findings from a reanalysis of the Henry Ford “vaxxed vs. unvaxxed” data—results that could redefine modern public health.
Airdate: December 18, 2025
We finished with a 17-minute video uploaded December 18 to YouTube's Redacted channel: Another MIT Professor ASSASSINATED after he makes landmark plasma energy discovery | Redacted.
Nuno Loureiro was, until yesterday, MIT’s leading nuclear fusion scientist. His plasma research led to incredible clean energy breakthroughs... clean tech... no fossil fuels. Well he was murdered at his home on Monday.
My brother had a couple of phone calls, and I heard him tell someone that in the early afternoon he was slated to take Bev about on business of hers. I had been expecting that he would be making an early afternoon beer run that I wanted to participate in, so to me it sounded like Bev was going to be involved, which effectively kiboshed my plans. Who knows what all they would be involved with?
I was to have occasion to learn that he wasn't planning to go for more beer until tomorrow, so my opportunity was not lost after all. He had been planning to head into Washington State tomorrow to visit his daughter, but he reassessed and put that off until next week.
My wife ─ who had come home at some point last night after I had gone to bed ─ had a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she emerged from her bedroom soon past 9:30 a.m. to shower and such, managing to be on her way about a half hour later.
It may have been lightly raining at the time. We've been getting enough rain to keep things pretty wet.
I did not have much of an early afternoon nap, but it served. One would think that after the long night in bed that I had ─ surely over 8½ hours ─ that no nap would be required. But it's a habit. And besides, once I have a midday meal of any description, I like to take to my bed like some well-fed predator. I was going to suggest a snake, but I don't care for the reptilian comparison.
Ere it got dark this latter afternoon, I did visit the backyard tool shed and had some exercises. Specifically, two sets of pull-ups and two sets of chin-ups, and then two sets of pull-ups between the two bars of the child's playground ladder that I have to use for want of proper equipment (as said many times, the ladder is spread across some rafters). I'm weak now in my old age: just two repetitions in both of the opening sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, then a single pull-up in all of the other sets.
I did hold a dead hang for a 45-count after the final pull between the sides of the ladder, quitting because by then my hands were slipping too much from overtop the ladder's too-thick-to-grip bars.
Then I tackled the partial one-legged squats to seek to rebuild strength and ability of the atrophied lower quadriceps muscles of my damaged right knee. I also did the 31 full flat-footed squats, holding the final one for a 100-count before rising.
Right now it is 7:10 p.m. and I have had a filling enough supper, my second meal of the day. So I am going to break now and watch two or three shows here on my bedside computer while indulging in two or three cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).
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My first selection was Crisis ─ the season and series finale episode 13 ("World's Best Dad") of the only season, obviously. I finally settled upon this NOXX.to link as my source.
Whether it is just the way I am feeling this evening or not, I enjoyed some previous episodes more. And in this episode as in others, too much defied believability. I am glad to be done with it all.
My brother was not yet home at its conclusion.
The next show I watched was a severe waste of 48 minutes ─ the series is in fact so damned dreary and senseless. I'm speaking of The Handmaid's Tale ─ episode nine ("Heroic") of season three. My source was this uFLIX.to link.
The show ended at 9:49 p.m., and still Bev was downstairs watching T.V. alone.
Not desiring to go to bed with such a bleak aftertaste of entertainment polluting my ambience, I opted to watch a sitcom ─ and with nothing to drink beyond the second can of beer.
I watched Kevin from Work ─ the finale episode 10 ("Team Kevin from Work") of the only season and in fact the entire series. My reliable source was again a uFLIX.to link.
What a downer to have the series end with the source of Kevin's unrequited love about to accept a marriage proposal from the heedless beau whom she believed had set the stage for the miracle date Kevin had longed for all season!
But I still got the lift I needed.
The show ended before ... well, before 10:40 p.m., I am sure. My brother was not home, but my wife was. However, he showed up around 10:47 p.m.
I am going to conclude this post here. I won't try to get up at 3 a.m., but I will give 6 a.m. another shot, thereby determining if this morning's alarm failure was a one-off.
'Tis 10:56 p.m.
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