It was barely past 10:30 p.m. when I got to bed last evening, but a few minutes later my cellphone rang ─ my wife, asking if I was asleep yet.
She asked me to e-Transfer $500 to her, and without thinking to deny her ─ even though it sounded like she might be drinking ─ I stupidly went ahead and did the transfer. She had said that she would be home soon and pay me back.
Once the deed was done, leaving me barely enough to handle the fortnightly mortgage payment due to be debited this coming Thursday, I was quite upset with her and myself as I realized the enormity of this action. It was difficult relaxing enough to get to sleep.
My cellphone alarm was set for 6 a.m. because I intended some shopping at No Frills about a half mile from here ─ it opens at 8 a.m. Nevertheless, after I got to sleep, once overnight I was to find myself unpleasantly awake, and then I heard the front door open and close. I figured that it was my youngest stepson who tends to sit up all night long on weekends; but I also knew my wife was a candidate, coming home late if she had been partying.
Then the hallway light outside my bedroom door came on, and I heard her voice as she yammered at her son.
So I checked the time ─ it was something like 2:40 a.m., if I am remembering correctly. She clearly had been partying after work, and my big fear was that she had been to the casino nearby where she works.
She usually has a full workday on Sundays at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, and today was to be no different, so she seemed to get to her bedroom smartly enough and had the hallway light turned off.
I did find some further sleep, but when my cellphone alarm sounded at 6 a.m. I did not feel at all capable of later getting out on that miserable hobble to the grocery store; I felt pretty rough, in truth.
But an aspirin and a mug of instant coffee helped with my recovery; and with less than 10 minutes to go ere 8 a.m., I sallied forth into a bright morning. Thankfully it was at least very cool.
I managed to spend just under $35, but I still had quite a load to hobble slowly home with.
My younger brother had still not emerged from his bedroom by the time I was back. I had even put away my purchases, changed clothes, and was involved here at my bedside computer before he emerged no earlier than 8:45 a.m., and maybe more like 8:50 a.m.; the T.V. was quickly enough turned on.
I waited till just after 9 a.m. before joining him, and less than 10 minutes later was invited to tune in something via our Android TV Boxes. So I started up the R69 Plus Android 14.
My first choice topped an hour, and had been streamed yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: BC Conservative Debate - Who's the Real Conservative?
Iain Black, Kerry Lynne Findlay, Peter Milobar, Yuri Fullmer, Caroline Elliot -final conservative debate at Global News. Winner announced May 30
I followed that with something new, although we have seen all of the movies in the franchise. This time it was the T.V. series The Purge and its premiere episode ("What Is America?"). I liked it!
Then switching over to the T95Q Android 9 TV Box and the USB drive or stick inserted into it, I tuned in the second half or so of the movie we had begun ... was it yesterday? Whatever the case, the awful movie was uploaded December 12, 2019, to YouTube's Disaster Zone Movies channel: Wake The Dead | Full Slasher Horror | Horror Central.
"Horror Central" used to be the channel name.
The movie was badly acted, poorly written, and the special effects absolutely amateurish. In fact, the premise of the movie was implausible, as was the path of resolution taken by the gathered family in the house. Little was properly explained.
I took a toilet break late into the movie and somehow missed the fate of the lead blonde and why her husband and the occult-savvy red-headed sister were the primary protagonists ─ what happened to the blonde? I have no idea. I guess the advice here is not to take a bathroom break late into the ill-explained movie.
Wikipedia doesn't have a listing for it, nor are there any for the three main actors mentioned in the YouTube description ─ that is generally a reliable indicator on the quality of a film and its actors.
IMDb here has more information on the 2017 movie than does YouTube, and has a 3.2 rating out of a possible 10 ─ hardly many raves, I expect.
It was a flop.
My brother returned to his bedroom thereafter, and I was back to bed for a nap in the first half of the noon hour.
As for my wife today, she emerged from her bedroom around 9:35 - 9:40 a.m. to shower, and was away on her rather long drive about a half hour later. Apart from a general 'good morning' to my brother and I when she came down the stairs, and then a 'bye' as she left, I had no communication with her.
Such is how it goes, particularly when my wife knows she has done a major financial wrong.
With her away, into the mid-afternoon I had a session of light exercise in her vacant bedroom. Right now it is 4:42 p.m., so I am going to have my day's second and final meal and then possibly watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer whilst enjoying a little drinking.
I will return well into the evening to conclude and publish this post.
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My first show, I unenthusiastically discovered, was to be Smash ─ episode 10 ("Understudy") of the first season. My source was at M4uHDTV.tv.
Sure, I always enjoy the drama, especially after having gotten so familiar with the regular characters; but it is still somewhat tepid fare. And this episode never even had any musical numbers of appeal to me. Even so, the two lead actresses (Katharine McPhee and Megan Hilty) still smack me with the gorgeousness of their wonderfully muscled legs, so that is one sure attraction.
I drank a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) during the episode (which was finished by 6:19 p.m.).
At latest, my next show was done by 7:34 p.m. ─ I neglected to immediately take note. The show was Profiler ─ episode nine ("The Sorcerer's Apprentice") of season one. My source was at Goojara-Official.co.za ─ new to me!
Rather oddly, even though the episode topped 47 minutes, it ended in total abruptness without a closing credit of any kind. That's a long show!
I very much enjoyed it, improbable as it was. And so went a second can of beer.
I had originally thought to maybe limit myself to the two shows and two beers, but it was far too early for bedtime.
So I searched and found a source for the proper episode two of The Crow: Stairway to Heaven. But I could not find one. Yes, approximately a dozen different sources list supposed episode two ("Souled Out"), but upon playing it I immediately recognize that it is the story about the gang of rave home invaders that was the storyline of episode four ("Like It's 1999").
My solution was finally given a resolution at the BitChute WizardChrisGaylord channel where the dual pairing of episodes one and two were published May 31, 2022: The CROW (Stairway to Heaven) - Ep. 01-02 - The Soul Can't Rest and Souled Out.
It was an easy matter to just jump ahead about 40 minutes and watch from there. Just know that there are no episode one closing credits, nor episode two opening credits ─ the transition from the first to the second episode is seamless. One must just understand that it occurs.
I watched the episode with a dozen or so ounces of Domaine d'Or red wine (12% alcohol) from the near-depleted four-litre box in my wife's bedroom. It is my original wine box. I have two new ones in my bedroom that are unbroached, but there is no sense having two exposed to deterioration at the same time. Besides, she should be sufficiently weary after her foolery last night that sitting up at all late this evening doing any drinking after she gets home is not paramount, for Mondays again are usually another full workday.
I was done with the episode by 9:18 p.m., incidentally.
Right now it is 9:54 p.m. and I want to smartly finish everything I have open on this computer and get to bed before my wife is home, but her confounding son has usurped the damned bathroom almost as if he senses how best to thwart my minutest needs and movements here at home ─ his older brother worked in tandem when he lived here, but he moved to an apartment with his girlfriend over 14 months ago.
At least I will close today's post, but I am of a wayward mind and should not have this extra time on my hands, for they too easily a workshop of the devil's. Yet I durst not go to bed without urinary relief, alas.
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