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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of Montrรฉal.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Wednesday, 8 April 2026

Too Close

After rising to my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm, yet another morning saw me waste at least an hour seeking to better our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box. It is actually much inferior to our old T95Q Android 9 TV Box that I would return to, except that it no longer allows installation of apps, and had automatically deleted at least five when I accepted offers to accept an update to each of them.

I almost considered skipping my backyard tool shed exercising, but my conscience would not allow it when I pondered the likelihood that I might not be exercising this afternoon in my wife's vacant bedroom if she has the day off work.

Towards 4 p.m. I became suspicious that she was not actually home, and I was to prove that awhile later; but I do not know if she went to work for the latter part of the day, or if she just went out on some errand.

So the exercising is off. I will eat lightly in my day's second and final meal as penance.

After I had my tool shed exercising this morning, I came back into the house to find that my younger brother was already watching T.V. news shows. Even so, I fixed up my day's first meal and brought it upstairs to eat here at my bedside computer.

I waited until after 9 a.m. before going back downstairs and soon joined him.

I wasn't too confident on what to summon up first for us to watch via the Android TV Box, but I went for a rather long (1:24:57) video published yesterday to Rumble's The Medical Rebel channel: Parasites, Biowarfare and Cancer.

The story of the CIA covering up the cure for cancer is pure bunk. The CIA didn't exist when the truth about cancer was covered up. I show you the proof--what we knew about cancer before 1930, and how Cancer research has been used--not just by us--as a cover for bioweapons research. And I believe it is actively being used as a bioweapon against us today.

This was excellent! However, the Rumble app inflicts a commercial every 10 minutes or so; and approximately as often the Android TV Box pauses for maybe 15 seconds. Yet it does not do this when I play something in a streaming app like Stremio or BeeTV, although I think that the pause also happens with videos in the SmartTube app (commercial-free YouTube). It is also an issue with videos downloaded onto a USB drive.

The Rumble app in our T95Q Android 9 TV Box played with no pausing, and the only commercials were at the very beginning of videos and could be skipped after maybe six seconds.

The R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box is dreadfully difficult to negotiate using the remote, and the mini-keyboard is even worse. In fact, I often have to use both devices because one cannot seem to do everything.

And browser apps! Forget it!

Anyway, we watched this excellent video, and then I tuned in our only other item ─ Yellowstone. Specifically, it was episode six ("Cigarettes, Whiskey, a Meadow and You") of season five.

Good stuff!

My wife emerged from her bedroom around or soon after 11 a.m., and after a shower, headed out on some manner of errand.

My brother returned to his bedroom for more bed rest after Yellowstone, for it must have been around 11:50 a.m. by then. I was after my nap closer towards 12:30 p.m.

When I had done napping, my brother was watching T.V. with Bev, and my wife had been back some while. She was busy in the kitchen, and she even got in some gardening ─ while she was busy gardening out front, my brother left on foot to catch a bus to carry him social drinking.

Right now it is 5:52 p.m. and I am not expecting my wife back until Friday. That being so, I want to get up at 3 a.m. and make the two-mile round trip hobble to my financial institution's nearest ATM and deposit the monthly expenses reconciliation cheque I received a couple or so days ago from my brother.

I am still feeling a tad uneasy after discovering online this morning that I should have been monitoring my joint account with my wife. The cheque for the annual utilities was negotiated, but the account was $59.60 short. I have no idea if the payment will get clawed back and be all for naught, resulting in a late payment fee from City Hall on top of having to pay again the original $2,856.

I'm so sick of this life that I am living.

I am going to break from blogging now so I can watch a couple of T.V. shows here on my bedside computer because I need the diversion and the couple of cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) that I feel in need of experiencing rather badly. I'd like to first take a hit of hard liquor, but I shall resist.

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I tuned in The Alienist first ─ episode two ("Something Wicked") of season two. My source was this TVSeries.video link.

A very engrossing video for its bleakness and revolting revelation of just how base and inhumane people can be. It's discouraging. 

I drank one can of beer ere the episode was quite done at 7:07 p.m.

My second can of beer was devoted to Superman & Lois ─ episode four ("Too Close to Home") of season three. My source was this Fmovies.co link.

Good stuff! I came close to experiencing burning eyes a few times; and I loved the touch at the end when the Kents asked teen waitress Candice to stay with them so that she didn't have to live with her criminal low-life father in his trailer at a trailer park.

I long to be in a position to help good people like Candice.

Anyway, the episode was done by 8:10 p.m. Obviously too early for bed. So I checked the dying four-litre box of Sommet Rouge wine in my wife's vacant bedroom and surprised myself by managing to not only pour out about 12 ounces in a glass, but there is still some remaining.

I still have the unbroached box that I bought yesterday should an emergency ─ and I mean hers, of course ─ present itself before I buy more, possibly on the weekend.

That glass of wine got me through my third and final show ─ The Expanse. Specifically, episode four ("Godspeed") of season two. My source was another TVSeries.video link.

At most, the show was done by 9:10 p.m., and I thoroughly enjoyed it, for I have found it very much lacking since returning to the series a while back.

But Superman & Lois was the best of the evening. The only other series I currently watch that can match it for emotion rousing is Titans. These two are tied for second place. Topping 'em all is Saturday Night Lights.

I wanted to mention earlier that when I went forth for my early morning backyard tool shed exercising, I could see surface indications of frost atop some fallen leaves, and a neighbour's slanted and shaded roof.

There was something else, but I now forget.

I hope I can get up at 3 a.m. for that outing, for right now it is already 10:01 p.m.

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