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.!