😈Cruel and Unusual👹

To my monumental shame, I was not to bed last night until something like 2:38 a.m. There is no need for me to say why.

I was prepared to write today off ─ or at least, certainly the morning and my usual backyard tool shed exercise session, for I was not about to be setting my cellphone alarm for 6 a.m. nor any other time.

After some sleep a point arrived when I was awake and decided to lift my bandana / sweatband blindfold, and it seemed quite bright outside. A time check then revealed it to be 6:09 a.m. at most, and I wasn't feeling any worse for lack of sleep than usual, so I chose to rise for the morning.

I had the exercise session; and instead of a single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, the opening set had two pull-ups, and I felt that if I had tried I might have managed three. I did not try, though; and after the sixth set's pull-up between the two bars that are the sides of the old metal ladder to a child's slide, I dealt with the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

I was back in the house just ahead of 8 a.m. My younger brother never emerged from his bedroom until well past 8 a.m.

I joined him very shortly past 9 a.m. for our morning T.V., and he was quick to offer control of the T.V. to me so that I could take over with our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box.

Our first video was 10 minutes (10:11) and had been uploaded earlier today to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Say It Anyway! Even If HR Comes for You. 

Anita was reporting on some bald, long-bearded, massive-breasted man in a dress who is an Oxford chemistry professor.

Next came a 20-minute (20:54) video uploaded two days ago to YouTube's Juno News channel: Conservative MP EXPOSES Liberal tactics to recruit floor-crossers.

The M.P. was Kelly DeRidder.

Our final YouTube video was four minutes (4:18) and had been uploaded yesterday to the Dallas Brodie channel: Dallas Brodie MOCKS new school names in BC.

OneBC leader Dallas Brodie mocks the Vancouver School Board and other regions of BC re-naming schools to new Indigenous names that cannot be pronounced by British Columbians. 

Dallas Brodie makes these comments in the aftermath of the Vancouver School Board arbitrarily cancelling her constituency event on property rights at Prince of Wales high school.

I had seen that Marjorie Taylor Greene was Tucker Carlson's guest on a video that he published to Rumble yesterday, so I tuned it in even though it somewhat exceeded two hours at the Tucker Carlson channel: MTG on the Neocons’ Hatred for America and What’s Truly Going on Behind the Scenes in Washington.

Why do neocons consistently act against the interests of the United States? It’s more than neglect. It’s hate. Marjorie Taylor Greene saw it firsthand.

Former Congresswoman Marjorie Taylor Greene is a Christian Mother of three Gen Z children, who spent two decades owning and operating a family construction business where she took her successful business experience to congress. Marjorie Taylor Greene proudly served in congress for five years representing Georgia’s 14th district with an America First agenda and a 100% conservative voting record.

However, I didn't want to devote all of the remaining morning to just this video, so I figured we'd watch an hour of it and maybe finish it up tomorrow.

Well, I ran it for an hour, but Tucker just kept blabbing on and on, and still there was no sign of MTG! So I tuned out and instead we watched the last half or so of an old documentary that we had postponed finishing yesterday. At 48 minutes (48:02), it had been published February 16, 2021, to BitChute's bluedemon218 channel: The Teenage Killers In Japan.

"Cold blooded murder and violent crime are rapidly on the increase among the young people of Japan, in a country which once had one of the lowest crime rates in the world.

High school bullies, bedroom-bound cyber geeks and a growing number of teenage gangs have produced a current wave of brutal, violent crime that is sweeping through communities across Japan.

Teenage Japanese Killers seeks to understand why this once peaceful society is producing a class of young, violent killers and why Japan itself is angst-ridden about this frightening problem. Through individual case studies, this documentary provides a fascinating insight into 21st century Japanese society. From the young killer who wants to be a lawyer, to families of the victims, this documentary attempts to make some sense of the bizarre, motiveless murders occurring at an ever-increasing rate throughout Japan" - Real Crime

This was a 2000 documentary, so I can only wonder what the situation is today. Different, surely.

My brother sought more bed rest following the documentary, and I was likely to bed by around noon; but oddly enough, I may not have managed to be abed much over an hour. I anticipated much longer.

The morning had been clouded over, but by early afternoon we were getting considerable sunshine.

I had a light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom, finishing up the nigh half hour just ahead of 3 p.m.

I fully intend on getting to bed sensibly early this evening, so I am going to get an early start on my usual three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer ─ and the bit of drinking that goes along with those shows.

Right now it is 4:33 p.m., so I will report back in the evening to finish and publish my post.

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I led with Profiler ─ episode eight ("Cruel and Unusual") of the first season. My source was at 1Moviewsz.to ─ you'll have to search for yourself, for corrupt Blogger has unpublished (banned) past posts for including links it preferred censored. It matters not that Blogger is Google, and Google will return those links if one searches for them.

I drank a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol), and the beer and my show were done by 6:04 p.m.

Next I tuned in The Crow: Stairway to Heaven ─ episode four ("Like It's 1999") of the only season. My source was this Archive.org link. Supposedly the entire series is there. However, for some reason the first three listings at Archive.org appear to be episode one. And I intended to watch episode two ("Souled Out") this evening, but it was not until the episode was done that I realized I had actually watched episode four ─ not two.

Is it even there? I am wondering, now. But I will wait until next week or whenever it is that I get set to watch the show again, because I detest watching series out of context after being duped by the uploader. These mix-ups were reported back in 2022, but no rearrangement was done.

I had my second beer during the show, which was over by 7:06 p.m.

My emphatically final show was Ragnarok ─ episode two ("541 Meters") of season one. A minimum of twelve or so ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol) had been poured into a glass, and was most appreciably ingested as the show advanced.

My source for the episode was at BiliBili.tv ─ I am linking to it because it is supposedly 'generally recognized as safe', so Blogger should not be banning my post over the link.

It was dramatic, intense, and absorbing. Yet even though it was more powerful than the two shows watched earlier, the The Crow: Stairway to Heaven episode had a section or two that affected me far more deeply in emotional terms than did Ragnarok.

I will still rate Ragnarok the top show of the three. It is just that even back in my late teens I have had a longing to be a warrior against evildoers, and who was recognized and aided by God. Sometimes when I watch shows featuring just 'justice-dealers', I relapse to and recall that deeply embedded heroism that I wish could be brought forth and lived.

Anyway, the show and wine were done by 8:29 p.m.

At present, it is 9:44 p.m., and I have taken the time to brush my teeth ─ 15 minutes is not uncommon. My brother seems not yet home from his bus trip ere 3 p.m. to go social drinking, so Bev has been entirely on her own with my big-screen T.V. in the living room that I hardly ever get to enjoy.

I am going to commence finishing up whatever needs finishing here on my bedside computer in my tiny overcrowded bedroom, and then shut it down and get to bed. It won't be by 10 p.m., but certainly before 10:30 p.m.

Depravity's Resurging Pull

It was after 10:30 p.m. when I went to bed last evening, but well enough ahead of 11 p.m. I rose once a bit past 4 a.m. overnight to use the toilet, and then remained abed until my 6 a.m. alarm sounded.

It seems to me that I was aware that my wife was still up around or soon past 2 a.m. ─ she was not yet home when I went to bed. My younger brother told me this afternoon that he was up until 1 a.m. and she was not yet home.

I got a little further work done with our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box. Then my brother surprised me around 7:44 a.m. by emerging from his bedroom for the morning this sunny day ─ I had yet to go out to the backyard tool shed for my measly single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

Notwithstanding, I tended to that duty regardless of him being up. I realized that if my wife has the day off work, then I would not be exercising in her bedroom in the afternoon like I usually do, so I dared not skip the morning's exercising.

I was right about my wife, incidentally.

As for morning T.V. with my brother once I joined him shortly after 9 a.m. and got his invitation to start operation of our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box, I led off with a 21½-minute video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: WHOA! Entire CBC Panel Turns on Carney + Americans SING O Canada when Mic Cuts Out.

I was then willing to try out a 46-minute (46:05) video uploaded two days ago to YouTube's Shemane Nugent channel: Unexplained Health Surges, Quantum Tech & Spiritual Warfare What’s Really Happening?

I didn’t expect this conversation to go here… but once you start connecting the dots, it’s hard to ignore.

Aggressive “turbo c@ncers” appearing out of nowhere. Quantum technology raising questions we’re not prepared to answer. Ancient biblical warnings that suddenly don’t feel so distant anymore.
These aren’t fringe ideas anymore. These are real conversations—happening in medicine, in technology, and even from voices inside the Church.
But here’s the deeper question most people aren’t asking: what if what we’re seeing isn’t just physical… but spiritual?
In this episode, we move from the rise of unexplained cancer patterns to bold claims about treatment…then into a conversation about quantum computing, consciousness, and whether humanity is stepping into something it doesn’t fully understand.
Because not everything new is actually new. Some call it innovation. Others call it deception.
 But what if it’s both unfolding at the same time?
From science to scripture, from the body to the soul, this episode doesn’t separate the conversations but brings them together.
And once you see it… you can’t unsee it.
⬇️ So here’s the question: are we just advancing as a society… or stepping into something far deeper than we realize? What do you think?

Dr. Peter A. McCullough – Chief Scientific Officer, The Wellness Company

It was Dr. McCullough that was my interest, but his interview was done before the 12-minute mark; and then things devolved into talk of topics like the Nephilim, so I tuned out at that point. As well, there were American-based commercial breaks of no interest to me.

I tuned in Bergerac ─ episode five ("Almost Like a Holiday") of season or series two.

That was followed by a 13-minute (13:27) video published November 13, 2023, to Rumble's Classic Films & Movies Archive: The Relaxed Wife.

Relaxed Wife, The
by On Film, Inc.

Publication date 1957

Topics Psychology, Pharmaceutical industry, Medicine: Psychiatry

brought to you by Charles Pfizer & Co.

This unusual industrial film enthusiastically promotes "Atarax," a tranquilizer, claiming that "ataraxic medicines" can help everyone achieve the relaxed state they desire.

The film was created by a team of individuals, including Coni Johnston, Mel London, Joseph Cole, Bert Spielvogel, Tracy Ward (a pseudonym for Virginia Bell), Rune Hagman, Delores Phox, Jeanne Sharp, Dick Brophy, M. Opelle, and Herb Hagens. Contrary to the notion of the 1950s as a stress-free era, the film suggests that the postwar period was marked by anxiety, and it explores various responses to this stress, including erasure, behavior modification, and medication. The title, "The Relaxed Wife," may be misleading, as it focuses on the husband's stress rather than the wife's.

The film reflects the societal pressures of good behavior, conformity, and family responsibilities. It paints a picture of a postwar environment grappling with ordinary life traumas, with pharmaceutical companies ready to medicate anxious citizens. The film advocates for relaxation, tying it to the promotion of Pfizer's tranquilizer "Atarax," introduced in 1956.

The credits suggest a collaborative production process by On Film, Inc., known for creating films for national magazines, industrial and interior design, and pharmaceutical industry commercials.

We finished up with a documentary, but had to break from it so my brother could seek further bed rest.

I had seen that he only had a single can of beer remaining in his supply, so I knew that he would be making an early afternoon beer run to the government liquor store two miles away. I had wanted to go if he did make the trip, but was also somewhat weary, so I decided to have my usual nap; and if I awoke in time, then I would accompany him.

Well, I never managed to nap ─ perhaps I had a tinge of anxiety?

When I rose, I saw that my wife had emerged from her bedroom at some point; but Bev and my brother were still in their bedroom.

My wife was to take off on some errand before Bev and a while later my brother showed themselves, and I was to learn from him that they (he and she) would be running some extra errands, for she was going along too.

So I distanced myself from the outing ... only to have my brother soon enough alert me that Bev was not feeling like going anywhere. He and I could do the beer run. I didn't really need beer ─ I had two dozen cans; but I wanted a four-litre box of red wine, so I felt that I might as well buy both.

And so it was, leaving me $84.10 poorer for the venture.

Wine goes rather quickly when I have my wife helping me drink it.

She was back home when we returned, incidentally.

My brother was not home for too much longer ere he left afoot for a bus to carry him off to engage his daily social drinking.

As I expected, my wife was not home to remain. At 5:08 p.m. she headed out the front door to drive off somewhere, and I am not expecting her back until at least early afternoon Friday.

Right now it is 5:59 p.m., so I am going to take a blogging break and watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while doing a little drinking. I will finish up this post late into the evening.

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It will likely not be an evening of exciting viewing like yestere'en was. 

My first can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) went down to Madam Secretary ─ episode 15 ("The Ninth Circle") of the first season. My source was at TVSeries.video.

And the show was done by 7:09 p.m.

Sure, it was plenty interesting, but mundane stuff. I prefer derring-do and fantastic intense romance ─ material to generate my more primary emotions.

Anyway, it sounded like my brother may have gotten home at some point during the show.

Next I watched Betrayal ─ episode 11 ("...The Karsten Way") of the only season. And again, my source was at TVSeries.video. And so also went a second can of beer.

Just as I said above, the episode was indeed deeply interesting, but it meant nothing to me on a personal emotional level. I am merely entertaining myself ─ not being inspired nor roused.

My third show was little better, although I found myself drawn to blonde bombshell Meghan Hilty clearly descending into the possession of the pharmaceuticals she is getting prescribed.

That actress is physically overwhelming, and I suppose much has to do with my young-adult utter love of Marilyn Monroe for a full two years!

If it is not obvious, I am speaking of the series Smash ─ and this evening's episode nine ("Hell on Earth") of the first season. And for a third time this evening my source was at TVSeries.video.

I accompanied the show with about 12 ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol), but the show ended at 9:06 p.m., and I still had possibly two ounces of wine remaining in my glass.

So I squeezed in a sitcom. Specifically, Whitney ─ episode eight ("Space Invaders") of season two. This time my source was at Weflix.to.

I had to drastically nurse that bit of wine, but it was ... well ... close to sufficient. I wouldn't want to start off my evening this way, however. And the show was done by 9:57 p.m.

I am calling it quits now. I shall spend the next 15 or so minutes brushing my teeth, and then slowly work my way into closing whatever needs finishing up here on my old computer.

Tomorrow, after all, is another pointless day I shall have to get through. My immediate struggle is resisting the madness of dissolution that is strongly creeping up on me, and has so often in the past kept me up for some hours beyond midnight, basically destroying my immediate tomorrow.

It is now 10:12 p.m.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖤𝗆𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖳𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖤𝗏𝗂𝗅

No 6 a.m. alarm was necessary this morning, for after being awake some while, I checked the time at 5:43 a.m. and chose to rise then ─ why not?

I had gotten to bed last evening just before 11 p.m., but I still felt lacking this morning.

For once I left the Android TV Boxes alone now that I know why the R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box was not recognizing the internet cable. My youngest stepson had thought that some outside Wi-Fi account was siphoning off the Telus fibre optic internet data, and so he used some sort of remote-like device to block the outsider ─ but it was the Android TV Box, and I spent the last week or more pointlessly trying everything I could to regain the internet connection, including doing a factory reset on the Box.

My early backyard tool shed exercise session was the usual single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

My younger brother was not to emerge from his bedroom until well past 9 a.m., so I ensured that I had possession of the T.V. under the control of the Android TV Box by then. I even had a bit of time to find and download two further apps: SmartTube and Rumble. I didn't really want Rumble due to its ads, but I just could not recall the name of the app allowing access without ads to several platforms like Rumble and BitChute ─ I now know it was Grayjay that I could not recall. I could remember "jay" but nothing else.

When my brother joined me, I started us off with a 13-minute (13:37) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: When the media radicalizes the left.

The next video was barely over three minutes (3:05), and had been published April 23 to Rumble's Sunfellow On COVID-19 channel: Kennedy Gives Johnson Data That Reveals How HHS, CDC & FDA Hid COVID Vaccine Death & Injuries.

The video description is far to long to merit reproduction here. I will only say that "Johnson" is Senator Ron Johnson.

Staying with Rumble, I next tuned in a 17-minute (17:55) video published yesterday to the Libertytalkcanada channel: Carney Announces SHAM To Steal Canadian's Wealth In Attempt To Save Lib Sinking Ship!

Gone Viral on Twitter: A Desperate "Investment" Sham Has Just Been Announced By Mark Carney & Is Being Compared To The Infrastructure Bank Fund DISASTER. He Actually Thinks Canadians Are This Dumb!! A Must See Warning For All Canadians.

For about the past three days I had been seeking a specific episode of Juliet Bravo ─ episode 14 ("Oscar") of season or series one. I did locate the episode at YouTube, but it had been uploaded December 3, 2024, and was the second episode in a video containing four back-to-back episodes at the Maya Douglas channel: [[🅽🅴🆆] Juliet Bravo✨🎬 Full Episodes 2024 ✨🎬| Episodes 4 | Coins.

So I tuned in that one episode.

To be honest, my brother and I never understood if there was any resolution to the story in the episode of the dysfunctional family. We sure would have appreciated subtitles.

We finished our viewing with the last half or so of the documentary we had gotten into yestermorn. At 58 minutes (58:09), it had been published July 24, 2019, to BitChute's Adaneth channel: The Mystery of Rome's X Tomb.

A 2013 History Documentary hosted by Michael Scott. 

Historian Dr. Michael Scott unlocks the secrets of a mysterious tomb recently discovered in one of Rome's famous catacombs. Found by accident following a roof collapse, the tombs contained over 2,000 skeletons piled on top of each other. This was quite unlike any other underground tomb seen in Rome. They are located in an area of the catacombs marked as 'X' in the Vatican's underground mapping system - hence the name The X Tombs. Michael Scott joins Profs Dominique Castex and Philippe Blanchard, head of a team of French archaeologists with experience of investigating mass grave sites. 

Carbon dating the bodies suggest they died from the late 1st century AD to the early 3rd century AD, which would mean these people lived and died during Rome's golden age. The remains of an early Medieval fresco were found on the wall sealing the tomb suggesting this could be the last resting place of a group of unknown Christian martyrs. But the bones don't show the signs of physical trauma you would expect after a violent death. The bodies were a mixture of men and women, most of them late-teenagers and young adults. They were placed in the tombs with great care, packed in head to foot. Further clues suggest they were laid to rest after a series of mass death events. This raises the idea they may have died from disease. The streets of Ancient Rome were like an open sewer and the famous roman baths were also a breeding ground for infection. DNA expert and palaeogeneticist Johannes Krause is called in to try to identify what disease may have killed them. Meanwhile, the French team uncover further clues to the identity of the people. They find cultural connections with Northern Africa. Was this a wealthy immigrant community? Or a select group of Ancient Rome's elite?

With thanks to MVGroup: http://docuwiki.net/index.php?title=The_Mystery_of_Rome%27s_X_Tomb

Thereafter my brother sought further bed rest, and towards 12:30 p.m. I was after my nap. However, just as yesterday, though I napped and was in bed only an hour, I felt unpleasant. The same sensation was with me ─ i.e., if I was prone to headaches, I likely would have developed one.

We have now had two consecutive days of overcast skies. And this morning, we even had some light rain that may have carried over into the midday.

My wife had a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so before mid-afternoon I was in her vacant bedroom having my usual light afternoon exercise session.

I have been feeling rather 'stressed out' this afternoon ─ I am craving a financially independent life and as much complete solitude as I may choose to have. And almost above all I wish that Bev had a bloody life and was not sitting in the living room each and every day all afternoon and evening watching T.V.

I need my blogging break so that I can start on some beer and watch the first of the usual three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer. 'Tis 5:17 p.m.

ℱ𝓊𝒸𝓀, I feel stressed!

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I enjoyed a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) while watching Harlots ─ episode five of season or series three. My source was this OK.ru link.

Some extra heavy happenings in this one! I enjoyed it.

My second beer was done just before my second show was. And although The 100 ─ episode five ("Welcome to Bardo") of season seven ─ was excessively confusing due to the constant time-jumping, a technique I rather despise, it was quite exciting almost throughout; and once I was even touched emotionally.

My source was at M4uFree.cx, and the episode was done by 7:26 p.m. In short order, I recognized that at some point my brother had gotten home from wherever he had bused in the early afternoon to social drink.

After brushing my teeth, and then pouring about 12 ounces of Chile's Vivo Reserva white wine (12½% alcohol) into a glass, I tuned in Van Helsing ─ episode seven ("Metamorphosis") of season four. This time my source was at CineGo.co.

A good episode. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅 was beautifully depicted. Although nothing about the episode was touching, it brought near my old longing to be a mighty soldier and champion against evil.

But of course I grew old, crippled ... and abandoned of and by God.

The show was done by 8:55 p.m.

My wife does not likely have to work tomorrow ─ or if she does, not until the latter afternoon. Either way, when she gets home later this evening or overnight, she will not likely be rising until midday or even the early afternoon.

I feel little inclination to be sitting up awaiting her.

Right now it is p.m., so I am going to start finishing up whatever I have open here on my computer and betake myself to bed. That process may well take me to 10:30 p.m., for I hardly feel inclined for bed quite yet.

Nothing I Remember

I rose at 5 a.m. unnecessarily. That is to say, the extra hour I was able to use to work at trying to remedy my Android TV Box situation yielded no solution.

To recap, the Ethernet (internet) cable has not been recognized for at least a week now by our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box ─ not even after I sacrificed everything I had downloaded into it by choosing a factory reset yesterday morning.

As well, our old T95Q Android 9 TV Box does recognize when the same internet cable is attached, but that Box no longer allows downloads. I wanted to try installing an apk file this morning from a USB drive or stick, but even though the Box goes through the whole process right up to the point of offering the options of "Done" or "Open", there is nothing different ─ nothing was installed.

It was all so disheartening.

I was even considering writing a negative review at Amazon.ca where I had bought the R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box early this year. All I could conclude was that the port for the cable must have become disabled through damage ─ perhaps its mechanism was weak and the internet cable had broken something inside it.

I gave up my efforts and chose to spend time outside watering the front yard garden plants ─ this can take a half hour or more.

Then I went out to the backyard tool shed and had my usual poor performance at six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups ─ a mere single repetition in each. And I followed that with the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

By the time I came back into the house at just about 8 a.m., my brother was already downstairs watching his T.V. news programmes. I gathered up my day's first meal and brought that upstairs here to my bedside computer to enjoy; and then a little past 9 a.m. I hobbled back downstairs to join my brother for our usual morning T.V. together.

He was quick enough to invite me to begin operation of our Android TV Boxes (he doesn't understand how to do so himself), so I led off with a lengthy ─ over four hours (4:11:50) ─ video streamed yesterday to Rumble's Megyn Kelly On Rumble channel: Megyn Kelly BOMBSHELL 04.26.26: Luigi Mangione, NXIVM Cult, And Megyn's Own Family Fraud Story - True Crime.

Not long into it, my brother complained that it was 'old news' ─ and indeed, the video seemed to be a collection of past show segments.

So I tuned out and tuned in a 17-minute (17:23) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: “Authoritarian” CBC Pundit STUNS Panel Going After Carney + Wab's Trump Tariff Plan is SO BAD.

Then we watched Agatha Christie's Poirot ─ episode five ("The Third Floor Flat") of season or series one. While I was seeking a source, my wife ─ who had a full workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time ─ interrupted to have me help carry out some bags of things she was taking with her on her rather long drive. I noticed that she had packed up the four-litre box of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol) to take, so that will be the end of that ─ it didn't have too much left, maybe a couple of litres at very most, but likely less.

Now all that remains is the four-litre box of Vivo Reserva Chilean white wine (12½% alcohol) that I have nearly finished a litre of.

I had bought both boxes, incidentally.

Anyway, my source for Poirot was to be at YouTube; and although I never took notice of the actual source, I suspect that it may have been the February 22, 2013, upload to the JustPoirot channel: Agatha Christie - Poirot - The Third Floor Flat.

We thereafter got about halfway through a documentary when my brother felt it necessary to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

My youngest stepson who mostly works from home via his dual-monitor computer setup pays for the internet because he wanted to avail himself of the vaunted fibre optic Telus system for better data speed several years ago ─ my brother and I had been using a different carrier (Shaw).

Well, after my brother returned to his bedroom, I approached my stepson and outlined my problem with the internet cable to the R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box. He produced some sort of handheld device that he briefly fidgeted with and then said to try the connection again.

It worked perfectly.

I don't know what the young man has to allow him to deny access to a single device that is using the same internet cable as another device, but apparently he can. He didn't know what some mystery Wi-Fi account was that seemed possibly able to be siphoning off his precious data, so he denied it access ─ and apparently it was the Android TV Box.

And here I was on the verge of being done with the Box! 

Anyway, I got back to bed fairly early into the noon hour, napping, but coming out of it feeling decidedly unpleasant. I don't easily get headaches; but if I were such a type, then probably I would have developed one.

The sensation did ease over the course of the afternoon.

There was no afternoon exercise for me today, for it was a bath day. And so that chore largely consumed the hour from 4 - 5 p.m. ere I had left the bathroom.

The day has been unexpectedly largely overcast, for the record.

Right now it is 5:40 p.m., so I am going to break from blogging in order to have a light second meal of my day, and then watch the usual three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while doing a little drinking.

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I started off with The Expanse ─ episode six ("Paradigm Shift") of season two. My source was at TVSeries.video. I made one can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) get me through.

I have grown to find this series distinctly interesting and exciting. I used to find it generally so difficult to follow along with that it was often boring. But I've grown to know various characters now, and have begun caring about them.

The episode was done by 7:21 p.m.

Next up was Stargirl ─ the premiere episode ("Summer School: Chapter One") of season two. My source was again at TVSeries.video. And one can of beer sufficed.

For a premiere episode, it was rather lame, to be honest. Just scene-setting, basically. It was over by 8:20 p.m.

My highlight of the episode was recognizing awesome Alicia Witt in one scene as a diner waitress. That's all they gave her to do? I adore her!

My last show involved about a dozen ounces of Chile's Vivo Reserva white wine ─ in fact, I was greedy and slightly overfilled my glass, incurring a bit of wastage. As if I can afford that!

So I watched Legacies ─ episode six ("That's Nothing I Had to Remember") of season two. For the third time this evening, my source was at TVSeries.video. And all were done by 9:28 p.m.

I rate this show the top of my three this evening, beating out The Expanse. Much of that has to do with the three lovely young actresses portraying the three lead female characters. But things do get intense in the show.

By the way, my brother arrived home before I got around to starting the episode.  

So many evenings, I realize that he is absolutely unconscious downstairs in his chair 'watching' whatever old T.V. series Bev had tuned in for them. It seems back-to-back episodes of only a few lame sitcoms. He probably doesn't mind because he is so regularly passed out, and anything worthwhile would be a waste.

I could never revert to spending my evenings watching shows with him as before ─ he is too brain-damaged from massive daily drunkenness long before even I had retired. It was why our mother had to live and die alone ─ she dared to critique his daily drunkenness.

I shall say nothing further. It is 9:48 p.m. and he is upstairs discovering why Bev mysteriously has already called it an evening and gone to bed ─ he had been unconscious when she sneaked upstairs.

It's late enough for blogging. I am going to publish this post, brush my teeth, and get to work closing up everything that I need to on this computer before shutting it down.

At least I can get back to rising at 6 a.m. again, and not 5 a.m. like this morning.

But I need a financial miracle to get me out of this pointless lifestyle, and it does not seem God has any intention of allowing one.

It is now 9:56 p.m. 

Unsound Mind

Another morning with a 6 a.m. start, thanks to my cellphone alarm.

Three or four or so days back, my wife appropriated my handheld mirror and said that she was going to keep it in her bedroom, since she deemed her need of it more realistic than mine with my shaven head.

I didn't mind at all, but I do see it as being essential in keeping my chin beard and moustache neat from a side view that I can only get with a handheld mirror; and so I had determined that I would devote my early Sunday morning shopping to a visit to the nearest Shopper's Drug Mart a half mile from here. It opens at 8 a.m.

I barely made it out of here ahead of 8 a.m., and I think that my younger brother was just about to emerge from his bedroom.

It was a brilliant, sunny morning ─ not to my liking when I am doing these Sunday morning shopping hobbles. But at least I never coincided with anyone else during the round trip, although I did have to make a sudden detour around the shopping plaza and approach the pharmacy from the other side because I would have otherwise met up with the infernal panhandler who hangs around that area.

The guy seems like he might be retarded to some degree, and is older middle-aged, with largely whitening or greying hair and a stout midsection. He hit me up just a Sunday morning or two, so I wasn't about to fund his shameless bumming yet again.

Besides, I only had a nickle in change, and I wasn't about to part with a $5 bill.

I got my shopping done, but the largest handheld mirror is somewhat smaller than the one I had. However, it will definitely serve.

My brother was watching his T.V. news shows when I got back. Notwithstanding, I returned to my bedroom to dress down, and spend a small amount of time here at my bedside computer before going downstairs to join him just after 9 a.m.

He was quick to invite me to put our Android TV Boxes to work, so I used the T95Q Android 9 TV Box to tune in a 1¼-hour (1:15:46) video published yesterday to Rumble's MattEhret channel: Breaking Free of Psyops Ep. 3: How We Were Psyoped into the Cold War.

April 20, 2026
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Think the Cold War started because Russia was scary? Think again. In this episode, Matt Ehret walks us through the Guzenko Affair of 1946, a coordinated British intelligence operation that used a low-level Russian cipher clerk with a bag over his head to terrify the Western world into submission. Along the way, Ehret covers eugenics in American universities, Churchill's admiration for Mussolini, Henry Wallace's erased vision for the postwar world, and the founding of the Five Eyes surveillance network. It's a lot. But Ehret argues the same psyop playbook is alive and well today, just with different villains. Today's boogeyman has a Beijing accent instead of a Moscow one, but the architects behind the curtain? Same crowd. Buckle up.

Anon my brother expressed that he was not enjoying the presenter's style, so into the 13-minute mark I tuned out. Maybe too much thought was involved for my brother, or it just was not the sort of history lesson he cared about.

All else we were to watch was Shetland ─ episodes one and two of season or series three.

My brother then returned to his bedroom for further bed rest, and I was to bed at some point after noon for an hour, napping.

By the way, my wife had a full workday today, and emerged from her bedroom shortly after 9:30 a.m. to shower and such, and left on her rather long and sunny drive after about a half hour.

With her absent, I was to have a light exercise session in her vacant bedroom just past 3 p.m. My brother had left around 2:30 p.m. to catch a bus and go social drinking.

I am going to take my blogging break now so I can watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer so I can have a few drinks. I will finish and publish the post later in the evening.

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First up ─ along with a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) ─ was The Gifted. In this instance, episode nine ("gaMe changer") of season two. My source was at M4uFree.cx.

The show was done by 6:55 p.m.

I know that I keep saying each blog post that I intend to get to bed earlier than I ever seem to manage, but tomorrow I want to rise at 5 a.m. to have an extra hour to work on this Android TV Box dilemma. A factory reset of the R69 Plus Android 14 did absolutely nothing to restore its recognition of the Ethernet (internet) cable, and in the process I lost apps I had downloaded as well as certain tweaks I had made.

Well, since that is hopeless, tomorrow I am going to risk a factory reset of the T95Q Android 9 TV Box. It recognizes the Ethernet cable and functions fine in that regard; but it has lost all ability to allow downloading of apps, nor the unpacking of apks already within it. My desperate hope is that a factory reset will undo whatever it was that Google or Amazon rolled out earlier this year that first began uninstalling apps whenever I accepted an update ─ I lost at least five ─ and then blocked downloading any more.

I even uninstalled Play Store and related apps, operating the Box without any malware or virus protection.

But this all commenced earlier this year after operating without issue for at least a couple of years previously.

I have to rise extra early to do this work because Bev sits in the damned living room all bloody day long hogging the T.V. until she goes to bed at night ─ I can do nothing once my brother gets up in the morning.

Enough of that talk ─ I have to get in my evening T.V. shows and my drinking.

My second beer was devoted to The Alienist ─ episode four ("Gilded Cage") of season two. My source was at TVSeries.video.

The episode was engrossing enough, but the climax was bizarrely and unexpectedly dark.

I believed that I had heard my brother arrive home early into the episode, which was done by 8:13 p.m.

My final show was the most positively emotional for me. I am speaking of Superman & Lois ─ episode six ("Of Sound Mind") of season three. Again, my source was at TVSeries.video.

I was done (before episode's end) the 12 or so ounces of Vivo Reserva Chilean white wine (12½% alcohol) that I had poured into a glass, and the show itself was done by 9:08 p.m.

So to rate the shows this evening in order of my emotional preference, I would scale them in reverse sequence as watched. The Gifted was involving enough, but it was the weakest of the three shows. The Alienist was middling.

I must now brush my teeth and seek to be abed smartly, for right now it is 9:48 p.m., and I still have to perfect closure on all of the browsers and their tabs that I have open, for some require attention before dismissal.

The Weight

I did not want to be getting up when my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm summoned me this morning! Even after I was up for a while, the thought of having my backyard exercise session was so intimidating that I considered just returning to bed.

Granted, last evening I failed to get to bed before 11 p.m., but it was not too much after that hour that I did retire. Why do I feel so poorly despite retiring on the proper side of midnight?

Incidentally, I heard it reported yesterday that as of May 1, "Stage 2" water restrictions are in force ─ we never even had "Stage 1" restrictions yet! Details on the so-called stages here.

I will still be watering our garden areas when deemed needed.

Only once over the wintry season did we get any snow, and only enough fell to whiten the ground ─ maybe not even an inch of the stuff.

I did have my usual morning tool shed exercises ─ the single repetition in each of six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg. It was after 8 a.m. when I got back into the house, finding my younger brother already watching his morning news shows.

I came upstairs here to my bedside computer and waited until a little past 9 a.m. before going back downstairs to join him.

Upon getting his invitation to start operation of our Android TV Box(es), I led off with the T95Q Android 9 TV Box to tune in a 16-minute (16:48) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Why Glenn Beck Says Canada Should Scare America.

Glenn Beck brings the receipts that Canada is no longer a free nation or "democracy." Progressives have transformed it into something much more terrifying and America could be next if we don't wake up!
His full video:    • If You Thought Canada Was Destroyed, You W...

Our next video well exceeded an hour (1:10:11) and had been streamed yesterday to Rumble's Kim Iversen channel: Israel LIES Again: Claims Its Not Killing Journalists.

The Kim Iversen Show LIVE | April 24, 2026 Steve Sweeney is the Lebanon Bureau Chief for RT. He joins the show to discuss the "ceasefire", Israel's targeting and assassination of journalists, and how he survived his near death experience after being bombed by the Israeli military. Follow Seve's work on X: https://x.com/SweeneySteve

Switching over to our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box, we then finished off the last half or so of the documentary we began two mornings ago, and which I had previously downloaded onto a USB drive or stick. At 50 minutes (50:52), the video had been published July 26, 2019, to BitChute's Adaneth channel: The Genius of Archimedes.

A 2003 PBS Nova Science Documentary.

A small Medieval prayer book was sold at auction. Miraculously, some original writings of Archimedes, the brilliant Greek mathematician, were discovered hidden beneath the religious text. Through scholarly detective work with the help of modern technology, this book now reveals Archimedes' stunningly original concepts, ideas, and theories--revelations that, if known sooner, might have reshaped our world.

Many historic figures have been hailed as ahead of their time. Few-if any-are said to be centuries ahead of their time. The Einstein of his era, Archimedes had a sophisticated understanding of mathematics, and designed marvelous war machines for his native Syracuse to use against the invading Romans.

Many of Archimedes' works disappeared during the Middle Ages, but some survived to help inspire the scientific revolution in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. One document that seemed irretrievably lost was his final treatise The Method, which reputedly explained how he achieved his brilliant results--secrets he revealed nowhere else. Now, over 2200 years later, the discovery of The Method has experts and scientists dreaming of what might have been if Renaissance thinkers and other great minds had known of his ideas and been able to build on them. NOVA explores Archimedes' rare writings, as well as the book's mysterious beginnings, tumultuous history and amazing discovery. As the ancient text comes back from the dead, it unlocks its revolutionary contents--the infinite secrets of one of history's greatest thinkers.

Our final video was The Last O.G. ─ episode three ("Tray Finds His Purpose") of season four. I had the episode downloaded as well, but can now only guess at my source. So I will venture that it was GOOJARA.to.

Thereafter my brother returned to his bedroom for further bed rest. I don't think I was back to bed for a nap until nigh 12:30 p.m. Whatever the case, I am unsure if I was abed over an hour. I think by then my brother had bused away to go social drinking.

My wife was up by then, for she only had to work the latter part of today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.

She wasn't particularly friendly, so I avoided her mostly. She seemed to have left shortly after 2 p.m., which is about an hour earlier than she normally would have. Perhaps she had an errand or something to take care of first. But she left without a word to me.

I later took advantage of her vacant bedroom for my usual light exercise session around 3:44 p.m. once I was sure she was gone to work and had not just nipped out to do some shopping. Then I weighed myself while entirely naked, for all I had eaten to that point were my two mugs of coffee this morning.

I was at most just 181 pounds.

My supper in the early evening ended my fast.

Right now it is 7:15 p.m. and thus time for me to watch two or three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer to justify a little drinking. I will finish the post later this evening.

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My first show was more than merely touching. Surely they didn't go and kill off Lulu? I'm speaking of The Guardian ─ episode 16 ("The Weight") of season two. When Nick revived in the passenger seat and looked over to her behind the wheel, with her head laying back and blood streaming across the side of her face, I imagined how I would react if it was my wife.

And damn, it hurt deeply.

My source for the episode was at GOOJARA.to, since it served me so well with The Last O.G. Of course, I enjoyed a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) with the episode, which was over by 8:09 p.m.

I heard my brother arrive back home no later than 8:17 p.m.

My second show was totally unexpected ─ a virtual horror movie. The beer was done well before the show.

The show was Black Mirror ─ episode four ("Mazey Day") of season six. I saw that I could have watched it at GOOJARA.to again, but I decided to go with TVSeries.video instead. Both sources had the video listed identically for length, right down to the final second.

Anyway, it was over by 9:10 p.m.

My third show was new to me, but I never expected it to be so darned long ─ well over an hour. It was Psych ─ obviously, the "Pilot" episode. I have to admit that it was more enjoyable than I expected.

I poured about 12 ounces of Chilean Vivo Reserva Sauvignon Blanc wine (12½% alcohol) from a previously unbroached four-litre box, and left the vastly depleted four-litre box of Sommet Rouge wine (12%) in my wife's bedroom.

She is not partial to white wine, and I only bought this box by mistake or carelessness. I understand why now she is not partial to it ─ the white was almost substanceless. It lacked the heavy and thick ─ almost creamy ─ body of a decent red wine.

I will strive never to commit this error again.

Yes, I enjoyed Psyche ─ I see it's potential for the popularity that it achieved.

There was no way I could extend the glass of wine for the length of the pilot; so after the glass of wine was drunk I lay on my bed and brushed my teeth for the remainder of the show (over 15 minutes). It was over by 10:46 p.m.

I saw then that my wife had arrived home at some point.

I am going to hasten through shutting down whatever I need to be done with here on my bedside computer and then get to bed ─ it is already 11:18 p.m. and I have yet to communicate with my wife.

I Miss So Much

Another 6 a.m. start to my morning, thanks to my cellphone alarm. I dressed, and for the first time this year, I watered the front yard garden areas.

That took well over half an hour. Only then did I have a mug of instant coffee that would be washing down an aspirin.

Around 7:45 a.m. I went out to the backyard tool shed for the usual strenuous but pathetic single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups before dealing with the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

I suppose my younger brother emerged from his bedroom for the morning around 8:15 a.m.

I joined him at the T.V. ahead of 9:10 a.m. and immediately got asked to take on my role as Android TV Box operator.

Using our T95Q Android 9 TV Box, I led off with a 19-minute (19:46) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: “POLITICAL MALPRACTICE” Carney’s Authoritarian Streak called out by Ottawa and the US.

That was followed with an 11-minute (11:07) video published earlier today to Rumble's TheWarAgainstYou channel: Italy Shocks World! 200 MOSSAD SPIES OUSTED. 20 Year Military Partnership Canceled.

Italy has just made a dramatic move that could reshape global intelligence alliances overnight. In a stunning decision, Rome suspended a 20-year defense agreement with Israel, exposing what may be a vast covert network operating across Europe.

Reports suggest up to 200 operatives could now be at risk as intelligence ties unravel.
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This video breaks down the political, military, and moral triggers behind Italy’s decision—from Lebanon to the Vatican to rising tensions with Iran. Is this the beginning of a larger shift across Europe?

Apparently the video was first published or uploaded elsewhere on April 15.

And because my brother requested a second episode of the show I next tuned in, we watched nothing further. The show was Reacher ─ episodes five ("No Apologies") and six ("Papier") of season one.

My brother then returned to his bedroom for further bed rest, and I was back to bed for a nap at precisely noon, remaining there till something like 1:18 p.m., if I am remembering correctly. Already, though, my brother had left for a bus to take him social drinking.

The day was fairly sunny, but apart from watering my wife's backyard garden plants shortly after my nap, I stayed inside.

I later had a light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom, but I did not tackle that until maybe 3:45 p.m. because I was unsure if she would be showing up before leaving to work the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. Her usual routine is to take off somewhere late Wednesday afternoon and return home fairly early in the afternoon on Friday, then leave soon after 3 p.m. to go to work.

But she didn't show up. I had to wait before exercising until I was certain that she was not going to interrupt me. My bedroom is too small and cluttered with things ─ there is no exercise room here.

I have since eaten. And now at 5:58 p.m., I am just about set to watch my usual three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while doing a little drinking.

I will finish up this post later in the evening.

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With considerable delight, my first show ─ I wish it had been my third, for I knew it would top 'em all ─ was Friday Night Lights. This time, episode 17 ("I Think We Should Have Sex") of season one. My source was at M4uFree.cx.

I thought that the episode was powerful, and at least once my eyes burned from emotion, regardless of the can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).

The show was done by 7:05 p.m.

My second beer was dedicated to Sight Unseen ─ the premiere episode ("Runaway Bride") of season two. Again, my source was at M4uFree.cx.

Yes, it was enjoyably interesting, but it was no Friday Night Lights.

I felt extremely weary during the episode ─ probably attributable to my last meal, which was somewhat heavy on the carbohydrates. I even considered the feasibility of making the show my last for the evening, but it's too damned early. Sight Unseen was done by 8:06 p.m. ─ far too early.

A bigger reason than some fatigue or lassitude was that I did not feel myself able to finish up my evening with the third show on my roster or playlist. It was The Handmaid's Tale ─ episode seven ("Home") of season four. My source this time was at TVSeries.video.

It was definitely intensely dramatic. Once I was even emotionally touched. But I just do not like watching actress Elisabeth Moss as June ─ she looks ugly to me, especially in those closeups of her almost daemonic buggy eyes. I wish that there was a more appealing actress ─ one that actually attracted me, which Elisabeth Moss just does not do.

I had a glass of about a dozen ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol) to enhance the show with, and I have absolutely no doubt that it helped with that.  

I was left wondering if June's assessment of Serena is accurate? I could see the Tuello character falling for her if he has no sex life, 'cause the tall woman (i.e., actress Yvonne Strahovski) is hot.

The episode was done by 9:09 pm.

My brother had returned home at some point during the episode.

At present it is 10:05 p.m. I have brushed my teeth, and my wife is newly home from work. She has asked for me to 'loan' her my box (formerly four litres) of red wine ─ which I am delighted to do, for I am done now until later tomorrow evening.

I shall now proofread and publish this post. Heck, maybe I will be to bed before 11 p.m.!

Too Briefly Young

My evening is already arrived and I want to start watching my T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while doing some drinking, so I am going to skim.

A 6 a.m. start to my day, and the usual early morning backyard tool shed exercising ─ the low basics.

My younger brother emerged from his bedroom well past 8 a.m. for T.V. news and instant coffee; and as usual, I joined him around 9:10 a.m. for our morning T.V. together.

At his fairly quick invitation to tune in something for us via our Android TV Boxes, I used the T95Q Android 9 TV Box to fetch a 15-minute (15:51) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: Carney Floorcrosser Facing LAWSUIT!? + Toronto Sun Puts CBC ON BLAST for Misleading Story.

Then it was a rather disappointing six-minute (6:18) video published earlier today to Rumble's We The People - Constitutional Conventions channel: The World is a Corporation.

I never noticed the actual YouTube channel source, but next up we watched Route 66 ─ episode 11 ("A Fury Slinging Flame") of the first season. I will venture that my specific source was this one at the Classic Films & Serials Now! channel: Route 66 S1E11 A Fury Slinging Flame (December 30, 1960).

I can't imagine how guest actor Leslie Nielsen's character could not feel abject humiliation after his lame stunt.

Switching over to the R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box, we followed Route 66 with the 40 or more minutes of the movie we had begun two days ago ─ 2021's The Forever Purge. And now we've seen all of the movies thus far in the movie franchise, so next I will start us on the T.V. series.

As for the movie, I had previously downloaded it some months ago, but my source might possibly have been this OK.ru link.

We finished up with about half of a near hour-long documentary that had to be suspended so my brother could return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

I think that I was to bed for my nap early into the noon hour. I checked the time later at 1:30 p.m., and it took me two minutes before I could rally myself to get up.

This has been a bath day, so for two consecutive afternoons I have not had a light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom (she remained home too late into the afternoon yesterday).

I've had that bath, and then my day's second and final meal. It is time now for those T.V. shows here on my bedside computer, along with some drink. Right now 'tis 6:57 p.m.

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I was not in the least satisfied with the series ending to my first show. I am here referencing FBI: International ─ episode 22 ("Gaijin") of season four. Sure, the two-part episode storyline completed, but what of Mitchell's surprise introduction of himself to his 15-year-old half-sister who had never before met him? I wanted to see how she felt about him!

The episode and a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) were done by 7:52 p.m. My source has been at TVSeries.video.

As much as I did enjoy that series finale episode ─ and I intend to look up past work of three of the ladies featured in the episode, two of which are regulars ─ my next show surpassed it.

This one was The Rookie ─ episode six ("Burn 4 Love") of season eight. My source was yet again at TVSeries.video. At some point during the episode my brother had returned from wherever he had bused away to in the early afternoon to social drink.

This episode got massively exciting late into it! Wow! I had already finished my second can of beer, so I was nicely primed. And it was all over by 8:52 p.m.

My third and final show was Doom Patrol ─ episode two ("Vacay Patrol") of season three. For a third time this evening, my source was at TVSeries.video.

The episodes of this series can have their moments, but despite everything being very interesting, it lacked enough to truly connect with me. Too much was left unplumbed, the depths not explored. I did begin feeling emotional just before the end when four of the Doom Patrol were dancing together to the song "Forever Young". I am 76, so I know what the loss of able-bodied youth and its potential are.

I started off the episode with maybe a dozen ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol). The show and wine were done by 10:11 p.m.

I am now going to brush my teeth, but I shall publish this post first. I had hoped to be to bed anywhere from 9-10 p.m., but that is impossible now. It is 10:45 p.m.

A Younger Man's Yearning

When I rose overnight to use the toilet and saw that it was not quite yet 3:30 a.m., I was enormously relieved because it meant that I still had over 2½ hours of bed time remaining before my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm would be summoning me to get up for the morning.

I had been concerned that it might already be after 5 a.m., as happened yesterday when I rose for relief.

Still, at 6 a.m. I could easily have remained where I was.

The Ethernet is still inaccessible to our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box despite the internet cable being perfectly okay when attached to our T95Q Android 9 TV Box, so I was unable to spend time working on the former. I am still resolved that a "factory reset" is going to be the only solution, but I don't want to do it until my brother and I have finished watching the downloaded movie that the MX Player will intelligently commence precisely where we last left off ─ I don't want the bother of switching the USB drive or stick over to the Android 9 Box and have to manually fuss around with the movie's playback or progress bar to try and attain that point of time.

As it happened, we were not to watch any more of the movie this morning due to lack of time, so the "factory reset" is still on hold.

I was out to the backyard tool shed for my exercise session with the usual result in the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups ─ just one repetition in each set. And I also dealt with the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

I was back into the house couple or so minutes ahead of 8 a.m., and dished up my day's first meal to bring upstairs here to my bedside computer.

My younger brother emerged from his bedroom after my meal was eaten, which probably took 10 minutes or so.

Several minutes past 9 a.m. I went back downstairs to join him for our morning T.V. together, the only time I have in which to watch the T.V. due to Bev hogging it once she is up from bed in the early afternoon until she goes to bed again for the night (and obviously the entire morning).

At my brother's invitation to begin operation of the Android TV Boxes, I led us off with a half hour (30:57) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's AnitaK channel: He Beat the Ban! + Why this Veteran Says Canada's Military is Worse Than You Think.

Anita's guest was Jeff Evely.

I next tuned in a two-hour (2:04:33) video streamed yesterday to Rumble's PeopleForPeople2022 channel: REVISITED DR RIMA E. LAIBOW (Md) SPECIAL ROUNDTABLE. 

One of the guests or 'panelists' was James Roguski. However, I doubt that we got 10 minutes into the video and my brother expressed that it wasn't "doing anything" for him. So I cooperatively just backed out of it.

It's unfortunate that a ZOOM-type format can take so much tweaking for all concerned to get themselves fully set up and operational ─ maybe if all of the preamble had been cut out and the video had commenced at the point where everyone was present and contributing, my brother might have been more patient.

So I instead tuned in a 1¼-hour (1:15:42) video streamed two day's ago to Rumble's The Shadoe Davis Show: April 20th/2026- Carney Addresses Canadians, Poilievre Does the Same.

Tonight: Mark Carney addressed the nation yesterday and naturally the leftists all got on board praising him for his eloquence and leadership in the face of turmoil....Poilievre addressed Carney's address today and you'll hear both, Angus Reid says only 58% of past CPC voters stand by Poilievre as leader even as he was mobbed by UFC fans Saturday night in Winnipeg, Military enrollment is up but none of these people speak English or French, Auditor-General cites massive problem with getting foreign born students to leave the country, Dan Hartman's lawsuit against the federal gov dismissed, Eby backs down on Dripa, Danielle Smith pans Carney's 30x30 conservation plan, Kash Patel says arrests coming soon for 2020 election rigging....More!!

This video brought us too near 11:30 a.m. for me to bother tuning in the movie, for there are something over 40 minutes of it remaining, and my brother opined that he was already inclined to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

I suppose I also went to bed ─ maybe just ahead of noon. Whatever the case, I never remained abed until as late as 1 p.m.

My wife had risen well into the latter morning, for she had today free ─ no work scheduled for her at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. So she got in some gardening and tackled other chores, including cooking.

Right now it is 4:04 p.m. and she is still home ... and cooking. I am going to break from my post this primarily overcast day. Soon enough I will be watching some T.V. shows here on my bedside computer and doing a little drinking. But for the present I will merely bide time to see if my wife is home to remain, or if she is going to be taking off like she usually does on Wednesdays, for she tends to have Thursdays off work as well. Her usual routine on Wednesdays is to drive away and not return until at least Friday early afternoon.

I will update this post later in the evening.

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Well, my wife took off without a word to me around 5 p.m. As might be surmised, I skipped my usual afternoon light exercise session in her bedroom.

The first can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) was consumed while enjoying a very good episode of FBI ─ the eighth season premiere ("Takeover"). My source was at CineGo.co, but you will have to track it down there yourself.

It was unfortunate that the show's producers decided to kill off new FBI Agent Dani ─ actress Emily Alibi was pretty darned hot in her tight black outfit. I will have to search out some of that gal's other acting gigs.

The episode was done by 6:58 p.m., and I quickly enough realized that my brother must have been newly home a little earlier from wherever he had bused off to in the early afternoon to social drink.

My second beer accompanied FBI: Most Wanted ─ episode five ("Money Moves") of season six. This time my source as at M4uFree.cx.

It was sufficiently entertaining, and was done by 8:08 p.m.

My third show went down with about 12 ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol). The show was S.W.A.T. ─ episode seven ("Inheritance") of season two. My source was at 1Moviesz.to.

Sure, it was enjoyable, but three straight mainstream cop shows in a single evening's viewing is uninspiring because I know it's hokum ─ the fuzz will never do wrong, and the bad guys are always that. They're never wrongly victimized like you or I might be in real life. And the cops always blindly just do their jobs, no matter how distasteful or false their actions may seem.

The same old 'cop-out' all war criminals have used to justify why they did what they did. And S.W.A.T. especially ─ they just roll in blindly to kill on command without needing to know the full background on their target(s). Like attack dogs, all they require is the command to go ahead ─ right or wrong? They don't need to know.

I despise that mentality. 

Anyway, the show and my glass of wine were done by 9:06 p.m.

I was fully confident that my wife will not be returning tonight nor tomorrow night, so I do not have this hesitancy about getting to bed before she comes home from work.

I took the time to brush my teeth, thinking I might possibly cram in a sitcom with a little further drink before bedtime, but I came to deem that to be an expense I am really not in a position to handle. Then I got involved in watching t.A.T.u. and Alizée music videos on YouTube, and there went my thought of maybe getting to bed early.

Then my computer froze during an Alizée performance, and I had to waste all that infernal time forcing a shutdown and then a restart and reload because I had yet to publish this post.

Well, I am doing so now at 11:37 p.m.

Ragnarok

Although I found myself rising to use the toilet around 5:08 a.m., I thereafter returned to bed and remained there until my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm summoned me to commence the morning.

In putting some work on our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box ─ an ongoing project ─ I discovered that it was not recognizing that the internet cable was attached, claiming no Ethernet. Nothing I tried changed anything, and I was getting fed up having to keep hobbling up and down the 13 or 14 steps of stairway to access my bedside computer.

I knew there was nothing wrong with the internet cable because yesterday I attached our old T95Q Android 9 TV Box to the T.V.'s HTMI 1 port, and so when I removed the cable from the Android 14 Box and inserted it into the old Android 9 Box, I had full internet access for the streaming apps installed in it.

I have pretty much given up on the Android 14 TV Box. When we have finished watching a downloaded movie ─ we had our second sitting this morning, but there are still something over 40 minutes remaining ─ and I do not need the MX Player to 'remember' where we have left off so that it can resume playing the movie, I am going to perform a factory reset of the Android 14 TV Box.

And then begin all over again uninstalling certain apps that came with the Box, and installing others that I want.

Such a nuisance.

Around 7:30 a.m. I went out to the backyard tool shed for the usual exercise session, and surprised myself a little. Normally I am only able to manage a single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, but this time I managed two pull-ups to open; and in the third set, which is the first of two sets of chin-ups, I was able to force out two repetitions there as well.

Perhaps my aggravation over the Android TV Box energized me.

Of course I also had the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

My younger brother emerged from his bedroom a little while past 8 a.m., but I never joined him for our T.V. time together until around 9:10 a.m. And no sooner did I seat myself than he invited me to take over the T.V. with our Android TV Box.

The Android 14 was still not internet-connected, so I attached the cable to the Android 9, and I led us off with a 26-minute (26:14) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Canadians To Go To Jail For Stating TRUE FACTS Under Commie Carney & BC Chaos Continues.

Shocking: In Carney's Communist Canada Stating A TRUE FACT May Soon Become A FEDERAL CRIME. Also- BC's Premier David Eby LIED To British Columbians & Will NOT Amend The Most Horrific Parts Of UN's DRIPA As Promised & New BC Treaties Causing Legal Threats From Other Indigenous Bands.

Then I tuned in a video well over an hour (1:09:08) that had been published yesterday to Rumble's Shawn Ryan Show: Nick Shirley - How Did a Dog Vote in 2 California Elections? | SRS #297.

Nick Shirley is an American independent journalist, YouTuber, and content creator known for on-the-ground investigative reporting and street interviews. He initially gained attention as a teenager producing prank and shock-style content, including a 2019 video documenting a solo trip to New York at age 16. He later transitioned into political and cultural journalism, focusing on protests, immigration issues, and government accountability.

Originally from Utah, Shirley has built a digital audience of over 1 million YouTube subscribers and hundreds of millions of views across platforms. His reporting style is direct and minimalist, often conducted in real-time and on location.

In December 2025, Shirley drew national attention with a viral investigation into alleged fraud in Minnesota’s government-funded childcare programs, claiming over $100 million in misused funds. The video amassed more than 100 million views on X and contributed to increased public scrutiny, including comments from the FBI.

His latest episode builds on this work, focusing on alleged fraud and misuse of government funds in California, continuing his broader investigative coverage of public spending and institutional accountability. Shirley’s content often aligns with conservative perspectives while emphasizing transparency and oversight.

After that was when we got back into the movie that is truly interesting and exciting. We had to stop short by something over 40 minutes so that my brother could seek further bed rest.

I stupidly failed to get back to bed for my nap until too near 1 p.m., but I don't think I jeopardized much of my afternoon at all.

With my wife away to work ─ she had a full workday today, and so emerged from her bedroom around 9:35 a.m. to shower, and then a half hour or so later left on her rather long drive ─ around 3:45 p.m. I availed myself of her vacant bedroom for some light exercising. And right now at 4:41 p.m., I am going to take my blogging break to eat my day's second and final meal, and then I will watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while doing some drinking.

I will finish up this post later in the evening.

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First up was Profiler ─ episode seven ("Night Dreams") of season one. My source was at 1Moviesz.to ─ you will have to search out the website and the specific link yourself, for this blog platform is willing to ban my posts if I use live links to websites they disapprove.

It was, as usual, a pretty good episode. I am hoping that as the seasons of the series advance, the video quality will improve.

I watched the episode with a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol), and both were done by 6:22 p.m.

My second beer went with The Crow: Stairway to Heaven ─ the premiere episode ("The Soul Can't Rest") of the only season. My source was at this Archive.org link where all the series episodes are located, but evidently this specific episode is also at this YouTube link.

Sure, it was interesting, but not quite material I can lose myself into. The only time I was touched was near the end when young Sarah and her mother seemed to have the potential of becoming close. I am only watching the series because at some point actress Meghan Ory is to make an early acting appearance.

The show was over by 7:33 p.m., and apparently my brother had come home at some point from his daily afternoon bus ride to go social drinking.

I sampled one further premiere episode of a T.V. series ─ a series that, when I first became aware of it a few days ago, I was going to pass on.

If this first episode is sure, then missing out would have been a massive mistake!

The series is Ragnarok ─ obviously, the first episode of its three seasons ("New Boy"). My source was BiliBili.tv that I have read is blocked here in Canada. but I used the Brave browser ─ I have no idea if that was why I had no issue accessing it. The actual link text I used after BiliBili.tv was /en/video/2047060545, so good luck if you attempt it.

The reason I wanted to give the series a try is because actress Emma Bones is featured ─ I became something of a fan because of the T.V. series Heimebane (translated as Home Ground).

I enjoyed Ragnarok with about 12 ounces of Copper Moon Shiraz wine (13% alcohol) that was the virgin pour from a four-litre box now broached.

This episode was intriguing enough that I wish I could share it with my brother, but he is unavailable in the evenings due to Bev's 'ownership' of the T.V. from the time she emerges from their bedroom in the early afternoon. Also, he generally just passes in and out while they watch old shows she likes. He's becoming more and more like an old woman.

The show and my glass of wine were done by 8:53 p.m.

I still had maybe three ounces remaining in the nearly-done four-litre box of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol), so I poured that into my glass, and it proved perfectly adequate for a sitcom I wanted to try out: Big Wolf on Campus ─ the pilot episode of season one.

It was fun! And once again, I watched the episode at an Archives.org link, but I cannot say if all other episodes are also available there. Much of the series seems available at YouTube here.

I originally became interested in the series only because actress Rachelle Lefevre had an early acting start there ─ I dug her in A Gifted Man, although she has long been a familiar face.

The entertaining episode was done by 9:50 p.m., at which point I discovered that my wife had recently arrived home.

Right now it is 10;20 p.m., so I am going to publish this post, brush my teeth, and see if I can be to bed ahead of 11:30 p.m.