The Wilderness

It was 10:08 p.m. by the time I got myself to bed last evening, and I cannot recall if I later heard my wife arrive home from her workday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.

Most nights I seem to notice at least some dampening of my bedding by morning ─ generally the upper areas where I would have the bedding wrapped about my head and upper torso. I expect that this is likely due to the two cans of beer and dozen ounces of wine I drink over the course of my evenings, but maybe not.

I never rose to use the toilet overnight, but when my 6 a.m. alarm sounded, I wasn't feeling on top of the world. Still, I felt good enough.

We'd had very light rain, and it was still ongoing; it just wasn't audible, but everything was very wet and being maintained so.

When I went forth around 7:40 a.m. for my backyard tool shed exercise session after two mornings off, although it was a strain, I managed to open with three pull-ups in the first set, thereby keeping that streak alive. The succeeding five other sets of pull-ups and chin-ups had the usual single repetition in each set.

Then came the usual squat work to strengthen my damaged right knee and quadriceps.

Back in the house I gathered up my day's first meal, then brought that upstairs here to my bedside computer to enjoy.

Once 9 a.m. was to roll around and still my younger brother had not emerged from his bedroom, I returned downstairs and laid claim to the T.V., and activated both of our Android TV Boxes.

When he did emerge ─ possibly around 9:20 a.m. ─ I used our R69 Plus Android 14 to have a three-minute (3:02) video all set to play. The video had been uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: What I said to my ex-colleague, a Global News Cameraman at a Pierre event.

I followed that with a 19½-minute (19:33) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: The Government Is Using Your Fear to Pass This...Bill C-22.

My third video choice was ─ I now see ─ longer than I had believed it was going to be. At over 1½ hours (1:35:04), it had been published May 22 to Rumble's Maryann Gebauer channel: Geoff Moyse KC and Tom Isaac: Crisis and chaos in BC.

Geoffrey Moyse is a senior lawyer and King's Counsel (KC) who served as legal counsel to the provincial government of BC for over 30 years and advised six successive BC governments on Aboriginal law. He is principal at Moyse Law and an advisor to the Public Land Use Society. Thomas Isaac is prominent Canadian lawyer and partner at Cassels and serves as Chair of the Aboriginal Law Group. He has extensive experience in Indigenous legal issues and recognized for his expertise and advisory role in Aboriginal title and rights.

Since my brother and I both live in B.C. and pay a mortgage as rent to a bank ─ neither of us is deluded anymore about being owners of the place ─ the video proved quite interesting. Had I known how fake it was to think one had ownership of a home despite a mortgage being paid, I would never have thrown in with him on 'our' home those many years ago.

But that topic had nothing to do with what we watched ─ I was merely making an observation.

Anyway, following that video, I then switched over to the USB drive or stick in our T95Q Android 9 TV Box and for a fourth (or is it our fifth?) sitting we watched a good part of a long documentary ... but we're still not done. My brother once again had to cancel out so he could return to his bedroom for further bed rest this wet day.

Maybe we can finish the documentary tomorrow.

I got in my midday nap, spending a little over an hour back in bed. This was to prove one of those infrequent days in which Bev was actually having to go out in the early afternoon with my brother to run errands, so for a change the T.V. is actually off in the afternoon for possibly an hour. Right now it is 2:42 p.m. and they are still away.

It is a bath day for me, so I am going to take a blogging break right here and get that hour-long visit to the bathroom underway.

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It is presently 4:22 p.m., and I am just finishing eating my day's second and final meal.

I only wanted to mention that just as last Thursday when I had stripped down for my bath, I weighed in at possibly as much as 185 pounds.

Also, while I was bathing, I heard that my brother was back home ─ it could not have been earlier than 3:20 p.m., which made me think that he would have to be pretty damned desperate to still want to head out for a bus to go social drinking.

Sure enough, he remained home! No doubt Bev felt great about the company, getting him from the point of them both being sober. Now they can graduate to drunkenness together as the remainder of the day wears on.

And now it is time for me to watch three T.V. shows here on my bedside computer while having a little bit of drinking for enhancement. I will conclude today's post later into the evening.

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Upon pouring myself about a dozen ounces of Domain d'Or red wine (12% alcohol), I was most delighted that my first show was to be Friday Night Lights ─ episode 20 ("Mud Bowl") of the first season. My source was at GOOJARA.to.

I was almost certain that the single mother who gets romantically involved with her neighbour and high school footballer, Tim Riggins, was played by Wendy Moniz; but apparently the actress is Brooke Langton.

Alas, the show was done by 5:30 p.m. I love that series!

My next show ─ along with a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) was Sight Unseen ─ episode four ("Murder on the Dance Floor") of season two. My source was at M4uFree.cx.

It was interesting enough ─ I especially found myself intrigued by agoraphobe Sunny capturing herself on security camera leaving and returning to her apartment as a sleep-walker. And she'd been doing it before!

However, though I was affected emotionally once late into the show, Friday Night Lights had me in tears more than once and in fact extensively, so Sight Unseen is a far second place. The latter show, incidentally, was done by 6:48 p.m.

I sank somewhat when I saw that my next show on my rotational list was The Handmaid's Tale ─ episode 10 ("The Wilderness") and the season four conclusion episode.

These episodes tend to be far too long and dreary.

At over 58 minutes, I was in no mood to try and extend a single can of beer for that duration, so I opted to spend the first quarter hour brushing my teeth as I watched. I had already begun the episode, though, and had been mulling over how to cope with its length.

By the time I had finished brushing my teeth, 20 minutes of the episode were done, and I could begin on a can of beer.

I absolutely never expected how the latter part of this episode was going to strike me. The way villainous Fred Waterford met his demise, terrified in the wilderness by a possible dozen former handmaids who were going to stomp and beat him to death, had me jumping on the spot in glee as they surrounded the loser and dealt justice to him.

It's going to be exceptional, I think, seeing how his pregnant wife Serena is going to handle this news of his death, for they both thought they were about to be freed to be living in Canada almost with celebrity status.

My video source was at TVSeries.video, and the episode and my can of beer were done by 8:15 p.m.

What a treat to be done with the Fred Waterford character once and for bloody all ─ he was so damned tedious.

I still give Friday Night Lights the lead because of how I long to know the fictional people created for this series, along with life in their town ─ it fills such a void in my heart. The Handmaid's Tale is a pretty close second because of how wonderful it was enjoying Fred's just termination.

Although it is yet early, I shall drink no further nor watch any more T.V. shows. Instead I shall take my time shutting down browser tabs, browsers, and software that I currently have open, and I will likely be to bed by 9:30 p.m. at most. Sure, I am guessing, but it seems most reasonable, for right now it is only 8:47 p.m.