If I recall correctly, I was to bed last evening ahead of 11 p.m., my cellphone alarm set for 6 a.m.
After some sleep I was to find myself awake, and wondering if it was close enough to 6 a.m. that I might just as well get up from bed ... but it was only around 2:30 a.m. at most.
I used the toilet, but it was to take some while before I slipped back into any sleep.
At 6 a.m. I was fairly eager to rise because it would give me some freedom to work on further setting up of our new R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box. This time I got it linked to Google Playstore, but I ensured that the option to have my apps scanned with Play Protect was turned off, and I also ensured that auto-updates of my apps was also turned off.
I never got everything done I wanted to do, but that's okay for now. I broke for my usual morning visit to the backyard tool shed for the usual single repetition in six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work for the benefit of my damaged right knee and quadriceps muscles.
I was done just ahead of 8 a.m.
It still gets remarkably chilly outside overnight. Last Thursday around 6:15 - 6:20 a.m. I went outside to streetside to bring one of the wheelie bins back from the previous day's emptying, and the lid was iced over. This morning, it looked like a neighbour's sloped and shaded roof was white with some frost.
My younger brother never emerged from his bedroom until after 8 a.m. as I sat here at my bedside computer. I tend not to join him for morning T.V. until 9:10 a.m. or so, but I was surprised this morning while I was in the kitchen around that time by my wife already making her appearance ─ she usually doesn't emerge from her bedroom until after 9:30 a.m. on those days when she is scheduled with a full workday such as was so today.
However, I failed to take note of the time when she left on her fairly long drive to the Thai restaurant ─ it may have occurred at her usual time just after 10 a.m.
My brother had been quick enough to invite me to take over the T.V. with the Android TV Box, so I led things off with a short (2:21) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Canada Has Officially Fallen. Someone Please Help Us. SOS.
I wish I could tell everyone that this is a Saturday Night Live skit. It's not.
This is the NDP political party.
At this point I would rather we be invaded by well...Anyone.
Then came two videos uploaded to YouTube's AnitaK channel:
🞉 Why Canadian Politicians are Dangerously Low IQ. (16:41) March 27
🞉 Making Jagmeet Singh Look Normal! Political Cavalcade of Wokeness. (15:19) March 29
Up next was Supernatural ─ episode 13 ("Devil's Bargain") of season 13.
That was followed by a 14-minute (14:25) video uploaded May 7, 2021, to YouTube's The Why Files channel: Polybius | The Most Deadly Video Game in History | More Truth than Legend.
Was Polybius real? In 1981, an arcade in Portland was the scene of countless gamers coming down with migraines, having heart attacks, seizures and strokes. Local teens were suffering from amnesia and having hallucinations. All due to a mysterious game that seemed to arrive out of thin air.
The game was called Polybius.
And even though playing the game was dangerous, it was highly addictive and caused some teens to become hyper-aggressive.
Fights started breaking out at the arcade. One player was stabbed to death. All traced back to people who played Polybius.
Why would the government allow the public to play such a dangerous game? Because the government created it.
We finished up with Red Cap ─ episode one ("Betrayed") of season or series two. I didn't try to find a link source through a streaming app in our Android TV Box because I doubted I would have success. Rather, I have been slowly downloading the episodes from this Kprotector.com link that requires solving a CAPTCHA and then suffering through a long, long download wait with each episode. I only bother with a couple or so episodes every few months.
My brother went for further bed rest when the show was done, confirming that he would afterwards be making a beer run. This of course meant that I dared not have an official nap ─ just a lie-down with my bedroom door ajar by a couple of feet.
Incidentally, before I did that, my youngest stepson got busy finally getting my Rogers Wireless account fully transferred over to Telus, so I have retained my proper phone number.
Anyway, I was to find that a two dozen flat of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) cans and a four-litre box of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) still top out at $84.10.
This is a bath day, so I skipped any exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom. I just hope that there is hot water remaining, for my brother showered before we went to restock on drink; then later after he left to catch a bus to go social drinking, Bev had a shower. And now at 5:21 p.m. my youngest stepson has been showering for quite some time ─ he got there ahead of me.
I may have to postpone my shower until into the early evening, but that is to be determined. Meantime I am going to take a blogging break and have my day's second meal. At some point I will be watching some T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while having a couple of beers. Wine may follow if the evening does not become too very late.
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Getting a late start, my first show didn't finish until 8:27 p.m., and somehow I still had a wee ounce or two of beer remaining in the can ─ quite an achievement since I had drunk nothing since my very hot and lengthy bath.
The show was The Gifted ─ episode six ("iMprint") of season two. My source was this Fmovies.co link.
The episode was good ─ I am enjoying that one of the blonde normally ruthless triplets seems to have a good streak.
My second show and beer were over by 9:22 p.m. My viewing choice was The Alienist ─ the premiere episode ("Ex Ore Infantium") of season two. My source was this TVSeries.video link.
Apparently the episode title translates as "From the Mouth of Children".
My brother and I used to watch the first season back when it was more or less current. I know he would enjoy returning to this second season of the series, but there are just far too many series for us to watch together in the mornings ─ I cannot keep adding to the roster unless there are more openings, and there just are too few of those happening.
My wife arrived home before my third and final video, for I had taken the time to brush my teeth. However, we never spoke. And while she was afterwards downstairs busy in the kitchen, I poured myself around 12 ounces of Sommet Rouge from the tiny quantity remaining in the box in her bedroom. She seemed to be doing some cooking, so I expected she would be having a pre-bedtime meal before she began concerning herself with wine.
I tuned in Superman & Lois ─ episode three ("In Cold Blood") of season three. My source was another TVSeries.video link.
It was very good ─ a few times it had my eyes burning with emotion. This series generally always has deeply human storylines.
It was done by 11:01 p.m. And about 10 or so minutes later, my wife playfully inserted herself into my bedroom by bringing back the nearly empty wine box and soliciting if I had a replacement.
Ahh, she can be damned endearing! She took my new one, but only long enough to pour herself a glass in her bedroom, and then she returned the box, explaining that she had another full workday tomorrow.
Somehow I am going to have to acquire another box before I next need beer, for I only drink two of those strong beers an evening. I may have to visit the local 'beer & wine' store early on the weekend, for it opens at 8 a.m. both days.
I have an abundance of money at present, but some dreadful annual billings are coming due as of the start of April and on into early July. But I cannot live like a flagellating monk ─ I need my evening T.V. and the solitary bedroom drinking that goes with it.
I must seek to be to bed by midnight, and already it is 11:34 p.m. ─ I doubt that I shall succeed.
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