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Who am I?

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

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

Tuesday, 19 May 2026

😈A Better Place👹

Due to getting myself to bed ahead of 10 p.m. last evening, my wife was not yet home from work. But I heard her arrive home before I was yet asleep; and not a long while later, I was aware when she thought she was sneaking open my bedroom door to fetch the open four-litre box of Domaine d'Or red wine (12% alcohol) that she knows I keep very near to the door.

I was perfectly fine with that ─ in fact, I was tickled by the act of mischief.

I did sleep, and well enough ... at least until towards the end of the night when I began feeling too unpleasant to find sleep any longer. It was a systemic 'burnout' such as might result from overheating and thirst from some earlier excessive meal, although I had eaten before 5 p.m. yesterday, and it was not a large meal. But it did involve a lot of peanut butter, and I do not seem to fare well during the night if I have anything like a thickly-spread peanut butter sandwich too late in my day.

Consequently when my 6 a.m. alarm chimed, I did not feel especially well slept.

It was to of course be a typical morning for me. I was eventually to have my 15-minute exercise session out in the backyard tool shed, once again opening the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups with two repetitions in the first set, and just one in the other five sets, followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right leg.

I was back into the house some minutes ahead of 8 a.m.; and since my wife had cooked up a penne pasta dish, I selected what was left over as the first of my two daily meals, and I enjoyed it here at my bedside computer.

I believe that I was done eating before my younger brother emerged from his bedroom to watch his T.V. news shows and have some instant coffee. There is no sense in joining him until around 9:10 a.m. unless I want to watch the same fare.

I have no such want, so I followed my usual routine, but it was still at least 9:15 a.m. before he turned control of the T.V. over to me so that I could commence operation of our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box.

First up was a 17-minute (17:06) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Canadians May Be Cut Off From Fishing In Canada Under Communist Carney. Urgent.

Need a fish to feed your family a meal? Think you will be able to take your kid fishing in the future here in Canada? Maybe not- with THIS updated policy. Imperative action step required by British Columbians, and all Canadians. Please share this one widely.

Next was a 15-minute (15:08) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Why Carney is the Mr. Wolf of Canada + Unite the Kingdom!

It may have been as late as 9:50 a.m. before my wife emerged from her bedroom for a quick shower and to otherwise ready for her full day of work at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, and she was away on her fairly long drive by 10:10 a.m., poor thing.

At the time, my brother and I were watching a 51-minute (51:29) video streamed yesterday to YouTube's Redacted channel: HIGH ALERT! US PREPARING FALSE FLAG ATTACK ON CUBA, TRUMP TELLS IRAN 'CLOCK IS TICKING' | REDACTED.

There was no video description, but the guests were retired Colonel Douglas Macgregor and then Dr. Pierre Kory.

We were to watch just one more show ─ Mystery Road; and specifically, episode three ("Chasing Ghosts") of the first season.

Always good ─ Aaron Pedersen is an excellent and believable actor.

My brother returned to his bedroom for further bed rest after the show, and I may have been to bed well ahead of noon for my nap, but I was done late into the noon hour and feeling none too refreshed for it. In fact, It took me a half dozen or more minutes before I could pull myself from bed. I badly wanted to try for another bout of sleep, but that might result in a further hour down the drain, and I didn't want to fritter away the afternoon.

The day itself has been unexpectedly overcast. I may have seen some blue patches, but if so, they have been rare.

Right now it is 3:49 p.m., and I have noticed some mail downstairs on the coffee table. At 4 p.m. or soon after Bev usually goes back to the bedroom she shares with my brother to do whatever she does to freshen up in their en suite shower room, so I am waiting for her to do that before I hobble downstairs to get the mail and gather together my day's second and final meal.

Until I do that, I am withholding watching a first of three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while enjoying a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol), for I do not want to have to hobble downstairs in full view of her where she is parked on the living room chesterfield.

Meantime, I might as well take my blogging break now, and then I will finish up later in the evening. I am fairly fresh from my afternoon light exercise session in my wife's vacant bedroom, a half hour affair.

🔵🔵🔵

The darned sky seemed to clear right up after I took my break from blogging.

Anyway, after eating I tuned in Van Helsing ─ episode nine ("No 'I' In Team") of season four. My source was at TVSeries.video.

This surely was one of the best episodes of the entire series! Well worth the can of beer I drank.

I neglected to take note of when the episode was finished, but it might have been around 5:45 p.m. at most.

I sure was not thrilled to see that the next show on my rotation was Madam Secretary ─ specifically, episode 17 ("Face the Nation") of the first long season with even more episodes to go before we can move into season two. And there are six such seasons!

I have felt temptation to dump the series, for I despise politics and government.

At least this episode had a couple or more eye-burning scenes that definitely affected me. And of course, my second can of beer this evening helped.

My source was at GOOJARA.to, and the episode was done by 6:47 p.m.

My third ─ and generally last ─ show of the evening was Betrayal. As it happened, the single season series finale episode ("...A Better Place"). My source was VidSrcMe.ru.

What a crappy finish to a series! It feels like the entire series was a waste of time.

I'm not even going to speak on it further. It was done by 8:19 p.m., and I had poured a dozen ounces of red wine into a tumbler to enjoy over the disappointing show.

I was to realize that my brother must have newly gotten home, and was dressing down in his bedroom.

Concerning the wine, I obtained it from the nearly depleted four-litre box that my wife appropriated last night. I am unsure if there is even a dozen ounces remaining ─ I quite doubt it. I have two more unbroached four-litre boxes in my bedroom, so if my wife is not home before I go to bed and she discovers that she hasn't sufficient for her needs, she will need to be bold enough to 'sneak' into my bedroom later and spirit away a fresh box ─ which I do not mind at all.

She usually has tomorrow off work, so she may not be home until the wee a.m.

Returning just briefly to Betrayal, the two main actresses are of course Hannah Ware and Wendy Moniz. I have researched them both since watching the episode, and have now downloaded the earliest movie each of them acted in. In Wendy's case, she started in a T.V. series, but it's a soap opera, so to hell with that. I had hoped that at least one of them had a T.V. series I could commence in place of Betrayal.

Now, my whole reason for ever watching Betrayal was because it featured a small part by Alicia Witt. I rather adore the actress!

So what is next where her acting history is concerned that I am either able or willing to access? A 2013 movie called A Very Merry Mix-Up. The write-up describing it does sound familiar, but the title does not turn up in my blog when I do a search. And this seems impossible juxtaposed with my attraction to Alicia.

Well, I reckon I'm going to have to watch it tomorrow, probably beginning in the late afternoon. It will supplant two of the T.V. series I would normally have watched.

It is presently 9:49 p.m. ─ late enough, I think. I am going to start wrapping up everything I have open here on my computer and get to bed.

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