The Seduction

Communication with my wife via cellphone and text as described in yesterday's post kept me up a little later into the evening than otherwise would have been. I never did hear her come home, I don't think.

I was to learn from her this morning that she did not gamble away the money I talked of in the post. According to her, she needed to transfer it to someone in Thailand, and she subsequently got it paid back.

I know nothing further ─ it seems less than plausible without actual details.

As usual at rising to my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm, I felt crappy. But I did later have the usual feeble single repetition in each of six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups out in the backyard tool shed, followed by the squat work.

We'd had rain overnight and on into the latter morning. 

I wish I lived somewhere without neighbours. Were that so, every day I would be outside trying to see if I can jog with my damaged right knee ─ I would at least try, even for several steps if it was possible. But I am not putting on any gimp shows of entertainment for everyone out there in my present environment. As I have said in the past, the moment I set foot outside the front door here, there are nine houses from which I would be immediately visible, and one house more if anyone happened to be out in its driveway.

There is no privacy. I live under virtual house arrest.

Anyway, I was back into the house and upstairs here to my bedside computer with my day's first small meal before my younger brother emerged from his bedroom, possibly just ahead of 8 a.m. (I'm not sure on that).

My wife surprised me by emerging from her bedroom for the day before I headed on downstairs just past 9 a.m. to join my brother for some morning T.V. She showered and got herself ready, and left a half hour earlier than usual for a scheduled full workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.

It was maybe 9:35 a.m. when she left. Often she has not even emerged from her bedroom for the day as early as that, so maybe she had something to do before showing up at the restaurant.

As for T.V. with my brother, upon getting his invitation to commence operation of our T95Q Android 9 TV Box, I began things with a 14-minute (14:25) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Lab Grown Milk To Replace Dairy Cows. Health Canada Approves Mass Production!

"Health Canada" Approves Lab Grown Milk For Mass Production To Replace Dairy Cows & Cause "The Most Profound Disruption Of The Agriculture Sector" As Fertilizer Costs Soar From The Iran War. Agenda 2030 Right On Track. Must See Information.

I next tuned in a 13-minute (13:09) video published earlier today to Rumble's Free Your Mind Videos channel: Critical Thinking - Our Tribal Intelligence - Personal vs Group Knowledge.

However, my brother found it to be too elementary to be of interest, so I tuned out ere hitting the seven-minute mark.

Instead, I tuned in a nearly 18-minute video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's Juno News channel: Liberals push sweeping surveillance bill.

Ottawa is pushing ahead with Bill C-22, arguing police need modern tools to keep up with criminals operating online. The government says accessing digital evidence like texts, emails, and device data is essential in today’s world.

Justice Centre for Constitutional Freedoms president John Carpay joins Marc Patrone to break down the risks, the legal implications, and why he says Bill C-22 marks a dangerous shift toward a surveillance state in Canada.

After that, it was Soldier Soldier ─ episode seven ("Flying Colours") of the first season or series. My source was uploaded June 11, 2025, to YouTube's Nullify channel: Soldier Soldier | S01E07 | Flying Colours.

We finished with a long movie I had previously recorded, but I now cannot see why I downloaded it. I cannot find a reason to have done so as yet. Whatever the case, we didn't quite watch 40 minutes of it before my brother announced his need to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

If he objects to the movie the next time I start it up from where we left off, I'll skip it.

My early afternoon nap seemed deep, but in the latter afternoon an hour or so after I had a light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom, I felt overpowered with weariness ─ I wanted to lie down and nap again, or at least rest deeply in darkness, but I do not have the time.

The afternoon began having sunny breaks, with quite a breeze ─ not that I was outside to experience it; I am only observing the drapes at my open bedroom window.

It is 5:23 p.m. at this moment. I am going to take a blogging break and watch some T.V. here on my bedside computer while enjoying a couple of cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol). I have already had my day's second and final fairly light meal.

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I watched Van Helsing ─ episode three ("Love Less") of season four. My source was this TVSeries.video link. It was over by 6:20 p.m.

It wasn't bad, even if I still have the vaguest recollection of having seen bits of it back in (likely) 2019 when I was probably fairly drunk. This time I have not quite finished my can of beer, but I will quaff it quickly and fast get into another with my next show (I am typing these words at 6:32 p.m.).

Next I reluctantly watched Madam Secretary ─ episode 11 ("Game On") of season one. And again, my source was a TVSeries.video link.

Sure, the episodes prove interesting enough, but I'm not here to watch realistic but fictional political intrigue. I want to lose myself in material that is more fantastical and thus potentially imaginatively inspirational ─ derring-do, and all of that.

The show and my second can of beer were done by 7:20 p.m.

My third show was more realism, but of a eviscerating degree that I have some experience of.

Note that my brother arrived home from his daily social drinking just before I started on the show, along with a glass of 11 or 12 ounces of Chilean Diablo Dark Red wine (13.5% alcohol).

The show was Betrayal ─ episode seven ("...We're Not Going to Bailey's Harbor") of the only season. My source was this CineGo.co link.

So the affair has come to be known by all family members. And the imbecilic Jack McAllister had to openly destroy his marriage to a most loving wife by telling her of it. Actress Wendy Moniz plays the wife exceptionally well.

The two adulterers unquestionably merit their agonizing, but their families do not. It is unforgivable.

It was great seeing actress Alicia Witt finally appearing in the series ─ she was why I added the series to my rotational viewing roster. But since getting into the series, it was surprising to discover that actress Helena Mattsson was a regular to this point. Since discovering her as an 'action star' whose movies I have yet to watch, I have been intending to watch as much of her work as I can gain online access to.

Anyway, the show was done by 8:26 p.m.

I still had maybe two ounces of wine in my glass, and it was early enough, so I opted for a sitcom to end things with.

Alas, I had The Baby ─ episode two ("The Seduction") of the only season ─ present itself. These episodes are somewhat longer than a usual sitcom; but I am struggling on whether to postpone the series and at some point watch it with my brother because the episodes are freaking weird!

My source was again a TVSeries.tv link.

This one ended such that I now have to know who the possible phantom was that appeared in the car with the reluctant woman who has been adopted by the seemingly killer baby.

I don't quite understand where the "seduction" in the episode title relates to.

I never noticed when the episode ended ─ let's just say 9:20 p.m. I made the couple or so ounces of wine last, and now I am going to brush my teeth and then start shutting down what needs being done with here on my computer, finally likely getting to bed before 11 p.m.

Heck, right now it is 9:38 p.m. ─ what may screw this up?