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X (formerly Twitter): Kevin Sorbo

Another day of self-disgust, but at least I haven't been feeling it as devastatingly deep as last time. Maybe some of that lack in severity is because I went to bed around 1:30 a.m. last night ─ not after 4 a.m. like before.

Still, I did not bather setting my cellphone alarm and torture myself further by forcing me to rise early to try and have a backyard tool shed exercise session.

Strangely, though, a point arrived in my night when I noticed that it might be growing light outside, so I checked the time and saw it to be something like 6:28 a.m., and I didn't feel particularly short on sleep.

Thus it was that I rose, and I was to be out to the toolshed about 1¼ hours later for the usual pathetic single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work for the primary benefit of my bad right leg.

I was back in the house and upstairs here at my bedside computer with my day's first meal to hand before my younger brother had yet emerged from his bedroom for coffee and morning T.V. news programmes.

After he did do that, I joined him just after 9:10 a.m. and soon enough got his invitation to put our T95Q Android 9 TV Box to work. I started us off with a 17-minute (17:50) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Official IEA Document. What's ACTUALLY True About So Called "Covid Style Lockdowns?"

Here's What The International Energy Agency Document Is ACTUALLY Recommending Countries Do To Use Less Oil... And What It Can Mean For The Public. *I read the important/relevant parts from the 23 pages and show the ACTUAL document so you can decide for yourself what's TRUE about "Covid Style Lockdowns."

I then tuned in something related ─ a 24-minute (24:45) video published yesterday to Rumble's "Coffee and a Mike" Show: You Can't Just Ditch Fossil Fuels (CLIP)- Art Berman.

We never watched all of that latter video, for at approximately the 13-minute mark I tuned out because my brother expressed finding it boring.

So I tuned in Rescue: Special Ops ─ episode two ("Thrillseekers") of the first season. My source was probably this February 15, 2014, upload to YouTube's Pascal channel: Rescue Special Ops season 1 Episode 2.

It was definitely entertaining, but whether it was YouTube's fault or that of our Android TV Box, the video began lagging farther and farther behind the audio until characters voices would say an entire sentence before their lips began moving onscreen. I found that this actually impeded a little of my ability to understand all of the Aussie-accented dialogue when I didn't have the benefit of watching lips as well as listening.

We finished up with more of the long old movie we began two days ago, but it is going to require at least a third sitting before we are done.

My brother returned to his bedroom for more bed rest around 11:30 a.m., and I think that I was to bed no later than 12:10 p.m. for my needed nap.

This is a bath day, so I was not intending any afternoon exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom, though initially I certainly had the time to spare. But then after some dawdling, my youngest stepson took it upon himself to switch my cellphone server carrier from Rogers Wireless to Telus, and that ended up costing at least an hour.

Rogers has been raping me financially since last July when they launched their 5G network because I refused to contact them and get a new 5G-able cellphone. They not only added on $3 to my bill each month, but they put me on a 2G network and fined me something like $80 for the privilege.

They were already charging me something like $64 a month for service so the $3 were added to that. My youngest stepson had pointed out that my cellphone plan only provided me with something like .49 gigabytes ─ note that is not quite half a gigabyte ─ whereas he claimed that he was paying much less than I am, but has 300 or more times the gigabyte allowance.

He'd looked into this long before today, but today he geared up to make the changeover without first alerting me. I only knew when he came here where I was seated at my bedside computer, and he then asked for my cellphone ─ which is his old one that he handed over to me three or so weeks ago, an iPhone 14.

He was on his own new cellphone talking with a Telus agent while impersonating me, and had come to get essential information from me.

I guess he had to go through at least a couple of agents to finally get everything resolved. But ultimately, if I go for a two-year contract with automated bill debiting, it will cost me $40 a month ─ $50 if I don't go for the automated debiting. But I will have something like 174 gigabytes of data, an amount I could never likely come anywhere near using in a month.

Anyway, he pushed it through, and the change was supposed to occur during the next 2½ hours or so ─ my Rogers cellphone number would remain the same, but now be alive with Telus.

So Rogers has lost me after something like 26 years, but they did get one last bite out of me ─ I paid my latest bill online yesterday: $63.84 down the drain.

It is 5:34 p.m., so I am going to break from blogging and have that bath, and then start watching three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer whilst enjoying a couple of cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and then some wine.

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My first show and can of beer were done by 8:09 p.m. ─ later than I like.

I had watched FBI: Most Wanted ─ episode two ("Varsity Blues") of season five. My source was this TVSeries.video link.

It was definitely a good watch! And it spoke wonders of why all lads need to develop a desire to become fit and as strong as is their potential. Weakling Zach could otherwise have just picked up a chair and vigorously taken the offence against the dame who kept poking him with a knife, and not just whimpered and plead for her mercy.

Incidentally, my brother was already back home from his daily social drinking before I began watching the show.

My second show and beer were done by 9:41 p.m. The show was S.W.A.T. ─ episode four ("Saving Face") of season two. My source was another TVSeries.video link, but I had to maybe use three of its sources due to buffering issues.

It's good ... the series. I never thought much of it back in 2019 or whenever it was that my brother and I used to last watch it.

My third show was accompanied by 11 or 12 ounces of St Hubertus Vineyard Gamay Noir red wine (12.7% alcohol) ─ Gamay Noir is the grape variety. The vintage I have is 2022. However, for some reason the winery's website is presently offline.

The show was FBI: International ─ episode 19 ("Flinch Now and It's Over") of season four. My source was yet another TVSeries.video link, but I had no problems with this one that was the default source.

Again, another very engrossing episode! Guest actress Shiva Negar was smouldering hot as a temptress for Interpol Agent "Smitty" (played by actress Eva-Jane Willis). It's interesting how it may be possible for someone heterosexual to be drawn into at least a bisexual bent.

I also want to mention how haggardly bad guest actor actor Kenny Johnson has aged even since his regular role in S.W.A.T. He looks so darned weathered ─ like he's been boxing for years and usually losing.

I neglected to take note of when the episode finished, but I still had maybe a couple ounces of wine reaming in my glass.

12:02 a.m.? That was when my final show finished with which to usher away the last of the wine in my glass. I had tuned in Sullivan & Son ─ episode two ("The Bribe") of the first season.

It was amusing, even if I never even twitched a slight smile. This time, though, my source was this uFlix.to link.

Enough ─ I must get to bed, dating my post's publication at 11:59 p.m. 'yesterday'. It is actually a.m. 'tomorrow’ (March 27).

I became so exasperated last night after it was past 1:30 a.m. and I was still up trying to salvage this post that I finally had to leave it alone and get to bed with the post unpublished.

Thank the Lord that I had previewed the post before I changed its date from today, setting it instead for 11:59 p.m. yesterday; for I had no sooner made that change when everything in the bolded blue text disappeared from the post ─ I had no trace of it except in that preview tab.

I tried and tried to fetch the lost text from some cache. 'Form History Control' was utterly useless. And I spent so much time researching what to do, but everything was futile. It does seem that this has occasionally happened to other Blogger.com users recently.

What I ultimately did was save a .pdf file of the preview tab's content. Then this morning after getting up at 7:28 a.m. (I cannot remember when I went to bed ─ was it after 2 a.m.?), I used the simplified Sumatra PDF Reader so that I could copy and past the text, for Adobe Acrobat on my old computer takes infernally long to load and display anything that the minutes just drag along and still I cannot have full use of it to begin scrolling because it has not yet down loading all of its features. I just see that it is "not responding".

Besides, I am unsure if copy and paste is possible with Adobe Acrobat.

Anyway, I saved the lost text, yes; but of course I had no live links, and anything italicized was no longer so. I wasted enough time on the damned post that I had no desire to spend even more trying to locate the video sources. The reader will just have to go to the websites identified and do a search.

And now I am finally going to publish this post at 8:31 a.m. Friday, March 27 ─the hope is that it will display as having been published yesterday just ahead of midnight.