No Mercy

There was to be no early a.m. hike to deposit my younger brother's monthly expenses reconciliation cheque. My cellphone alarm had been set for 3 a.m. to get me up for the two-mile round trip hobble, but I found myself awake enough around 2:15 a.m. to need use of the toilet.

And although I did not feel too unable and considered remaining up, it also occurred to me that I was planning on accompanying my brother in the early afternoon on his four-mile round trip drive to the government liquor store. The afternoon jaunt was going to signify that I would not be having my usual 'all in' early afternoon nap.

So I cancelled the early a.m. ATM outing.

I actually fared rather well in returning to sleep and was roused at 6 a.m., my amended alarm setting.

As has been happening a lot after I rise for the morning, I seem to spend a lot of time messing about with our new R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box. One of the new issues I have discovered is that there is nowhere I can find in which to have a USB drive or stick 'ejected'. Even though the file manager and the two or three media players 'see' the USB drive and the videos I have downloaded onto it, the settings storage option does not display the USB drive ─ only internal storage.

So I cannot select to have ejected what the settings storage option seems to be unaware is there.

I finally just turned off the Android TV Box and unplugged it from any power, and then removed the USB drive and hoped for the best.

Despite the time consumption, I did still have my pathetic single repetition in all six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups out in the backyard tool shed, as well as the squat work for my crippled right leg.

My brother never emerged from his bedroom until around 9:15 a.m., by which time I had control of the T.V. and was set to play a video with the Android TV Box.

My wife had a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, and thus she emerged from her bedroom around 9:40 a.m. at latest to shower, and was away on her quite long drive not too much over a half hour later. 

The hour-long (1:02:57) video my brother and I led off our morning with had been published yesterday at Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Canadian Surgeon Calls Out Horrific & Cruel Way MAID Patients Are Dying "Not Quick Or Dignified."

Shocking: Canadian Surgeon Calls Out The Atrocities About How Badly MAID Is Being Done in Canada!! (Medical Assistance In Dying.)
- Up to 2 hrs to die.
- No training. Just a "fee code."
- Not using anesthesiologists.
- Only 1/4 getting the proper K!L.L Sh0t.
-Not quick, not dignified, and not necessarily painless.
-Many doctors are appalled and want nothing to do with the process. (This is the full interview.)

The video is also at this YouTube link.

Then we finished the 2005 movie we had begun yesterday: Small Claims: White Wedding. I had the movie downloaded onto that USB drive, but I figure that my source could well have been this OK.ru link.

We have now seen all three movies in the series. I had originally started us off with the third movie (Small Claims: The Reunion) in the trilogy, not realizing at the time that it had two prequels.

Anyway, we finished our movie, and then my brother returned to his bedroom for more bed rest this rather sunny day.

I did not dare do more than lie in deep rest in my darkened bedroom with my bedroom door ajar nigh a foot.

We were to have our drive together, and I discovered that my usual purchase of a flat of two dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and a four-litre box of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) had collectively risen by 15¢ to $84.25.

Unfortunately the outing was not quick. My brother made two stops on errands. All told, I am quite sure that I had to sit in his van awaiting him for a total of an hour, if not more.

That quite sapped me. But since this was a bath day, I was not confronted with an afternoon exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom.

Incidentally, stripped down for the bath, I weighed at least 181 pounds ─ maybe even 182 pounds. But I did have an early morning meal.

I have also had my day's second and final meal. And since it is 6:26 p.m. at present, I am going to break from this post and watch a couple of T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying two cans of beer.

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Although definitely interesting, my first show was just too creepy and sick for the sort of effect I seek with my evening entertainment. As well, it ended without certain resolution.

Done by 7:31 p.m., the show was Black Mirror ─ episode two ("Loch Henry") of season six. My source was this TVSeries.video link.

When I watched the season's first episode, I began thinking that maybe I should involve my brother in the series now, for it has changed quite a lot from its previous format since he last watched it up to (I believe ) season four or even three.

But this episode is not anything I would want him to sit through. It was too disturbing.

I held myself to just one can of beer despite the scroll bar of the video indicating the episode to be 56 minutes (56:10), but I did wait something over 16 minutes before I opened the can of beer.

My second show was only 41 minutes (41:53), yet I finished my second can of beer well before the conclusion. I think had this been regular T.V., I was done by the beginning of the second-to-last commercial break. But that was okay.

The show was The Carrie Diaries ─ episode 12 ("This Is the Time") of season two. My source was this CineGo.co link.

So once again immature Carrie dumps a load of responsibility upon loyal, hapless Sebastian. What I truly enjoyed, though, was that 'bad girl' Donna was secretly a high-IQ achiever who only wanted people to think that she was just 'hot' and not brainy.

I've liked her for quite a few episodes!

The episode was done by 8:30 p.m., and I could hear that my brother was with Bev, back from his usual afternoon foray to go social drinking somewhere.

My third and final show was done by 9:55 p.m. at latest, and I had maybe 12 ounces of red wine to go with it. The show was The Gifted ─ episode seven ("no Mercy") of season two. My source as this M4uFree.cx link.

My computer crashed right at the start, and it takes so damned long to reboot that I decided to spend the time lying on my bed brushing my teeth ─ it can take 15 minutes. I was using long-expired ─ and thus watery ─ food grade 3% hydrogen peroxide and coconut oil.

Often when I am brushing my teeth here in my bedroom, my youngest stepson will uncannily know exactly when to suddenly appear and usurp the bathroom for the next 30-60 minutes.

I had an empty vitamin supplement container in which to expectorate, but the only 'water' I had with which to also rinse my mouth was more of that H2O2 with a 'best by' date of sometime in 2023.

It was either that or hobble downstairs to my brother and Bev ─ no thanks.

The Gifted was very involving. However, actress Anjelica Bette Fellini may have fabulous legs, but her homicidal character Rebecca is abhorrent beyond understanding.

I am going to do my best to get to bed smartly. Right now it is 10:20 p.m., and my wife has yet to get home. The glass of wine was from the nearly depleted wine box in her room ─ I doubt that there is a glass of wine remaining in the pouch within the box.

If she is not home by the time I am set to go to bed, possibly I will leave the new box in her room. Or not ─ if she is already partying, she doesn't need this much further fuel.