With the usual failure to sleep through the latter few hours of my night, I decided to rise around something like 4:15 a.m., and I tended to a few errands downstairs. I even considered boiling water for a strong instant coffee and remaining up for the morning.
Fortunately, I did not do so, for I began to decline enough before the arrival of 5 a.m. that I returned to bed to rest until my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm sounded. I likely slipped into some sleep towards the end.
For the second consecutive night we have had some rain, so temperatures are mild.
My younger brother was to emerge from his bedroom just ahead of 7:30 a.m. to watch early news programmes, but I did not let this deter me from a visit to the backyard tool shed for some exercise.
Before I began, I realized that an ongoing noise I was hearing was not something muffled and off in the distance ─ it seemed to be coming from somewhere within the shed. It almost sounded like the slow back and forth swipe of a windshield wiper in rain, but as said, very muffled.
Then I remembered several days ago hearing something similar on the roof just outside my bedroom window that carried on for probably over an hour ─ I'm certain it was a raccoon.
So creeped out, I came back into the house for a flashlight and then shone it about in the cluttered shed, and I even did so up on the rafters, but I detected nothing. Either the animal was hidden behind clutter or in some blocked cupboards that have bicycles and other objects piled against them; or else it was within the shed wall.
At least the activity and excitement limbered me up and I quite comfortably handled the usual six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, beginning with two sets of pull-ups (3-1), two sets of chin-ups (2-2), and two sets of pull-ups ─ one repetition each ─ between the sides of the child's metal slide ladder that I have spread across some rafters as my sole means for these exercises.
I felt like I could have forced out a second pull-up between the ladder's sides, but I had concern it would impinge my dead hang at the conclusion of the very last pull-up, which I held for a 50-count.
Then I dealt with the squat work to rebuild strength and size in my right leg's quadriceps, and use of the knee itself.
Back in the house I was downstairs to join my brother by maybe 8:50 a.m., but I did first put together what was to be my first meal of the day.
He turned the T.V. over to me between 9:10 - 9:15 a.m., at which time I used our Android TV Box to tune in a 12-minute (12:38) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Cow Fart Farce as University Removes Beef from Menu.
I adore Anita Krishna!
Then I selected an hour-long (1:01:49) video published yesterday at Rumble's Deprogramming With Graces Dad channel: Worldwide Jenga – How does the Venezuela piece fit? Taking Every Thought Captive.
In this monocast, Scott breaks down the Venezuela deception and discusses discernment tools to avoid the traps of the enemy.
There are quite a number of links in the full video description, so please refer to it if interested.
Next up was You ─ episode five ("Living with the Enemy") of the first season. I sure hope this series does not end inconclusively ─ the central character must not be allowed to escape his deserved fate.
We finished up with an older movie, but stopped into the 58-minute mark; likely we will complete watching it tomorrow.
My brother returned to his bedroom for more bed rest; and since I had eaten earlier, I was to bed ahead of 12:30 p.m. for approximately 1½ hours. At rousing, I initially believe I was sleeping at night and I was about to assume a new position conducive for further sleep; but then I heard one or more crows, and I realized that they only move about during the day. That was when reality entered my understanding, so I rose from a mere nap and of course not a nighttime sleep.
This has been a bath day, but I ensured that first I had my light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom early in the latter afternoon.
It still gets dark by around 5 p.m. Not much thereafter I heard it to be raining outside.
I had my bath; and then while having my very light supper (my day's second meal) ─ just a small mandarin orange, a can of Brunswick sardines, and a rather large apple ─ my brother arrived home from his earlier public transit to go social drinking.
With the bath and supper finished, it was time for a bit of T.V. shows here on my bedside computer, along with ─ of course ─ the usual allotted drinking of late.
First I tuned in The Expanse ─ episode six ("Rock Bottom") of the first season. My source was this 1Movies.bz link.
I had forgotten most of this series, for I have not watched the earlier episodes since 2018. I used to do so with my brother in the evenings when we were drinking. Only since Bev moved in here at the end of last February have I begun revisiting those older series that sort of fell to the wayside. Unfortunately, back then I rarely identified what episode we were watching ─ I would only mention the series here in my blog. Thus, I am having considerable trouble figuring out just where we left off.
And I am watching many of these series by myself ─ life is too short to try and include my brother anymore.
And so went my first can of Cariboo Strong (7% alcohol).
My second can was shared with Stargirl ─ episode five ("Hourman and Dr. Mid-Nite") of the first season. My source was yet another 1Movies.bz link.
In the opening credits I saw the name Lou Ferigno, Jr. listed, so all episode I watched for the famous bodybuilder. I have only now researched and discovered that he is merely the son of the bodybuilder. In the episode, "Junior" played the original "Hourman" character who was murdered along with his wife "Pat".
But I enjoyed the episode; and I was in fact affected inspirationally and emotionally betimes ─ something The Expanse episode never once did.
I usually brush my teeth before finishing up my evening's entertainment with a sitcom and whatever I drink to enjoy the show, but the two beers were ineffectual ─ I was diminishing in the desired buzz.
Thus, I finished up with a glass tumbler of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) and Kitchen Confidential ─ episode five ("You Lose, I Win") of the only season. And my source was this third 1Movies.bz link.
And so it is now 11:33 p.m. ─ I must publish this post now and fast wrap up whatever else I must so that I can get to bed.
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