Violent Gambit

As I recall, I do not believe that my wife was yet home from work last evening when I went to bed ─ which I do not believe was all that much ahead of 11 p.m. The poor girl has not been enjoying any of my wine ─ I think that she is too guilty over the $500 she asked for and got from me well over a week ago now.

My worries over my financial status overcame me early this morning and prevented me from sleeping or even resting easy until the sounding of my 6 a.m. alarm ─ I finally rose before 6 a.m. had yet arrived and cancelled the alarm. This emotional disturbance over debt is debilitating ─ it induces moral erosion.

Today was the Victoria Day statutory holiday, so I knew that I could have gone forth to do the shopping I did not have the confidence to do yesterday morning; but financial scarcity and public aversion stayed me home again. The morning was so perilously sunny ─ I used that negative term because of my inhibition over hobbling anywhere in the broad daylight, for I feel open and exposed and vulnerable.

Instead, I slow-boiled water for my morning's first mug of instant coffee with which I would be chasing down an aspirin, and I went outside and spent a half hour watering front yard garden areas.

Then after I fixed up my mug of coffee and brought it upstairs here to my bedside computer to drink, I busied myself here as is my custom.

I was to get a good look at myself in the bathroom mirror thereafter ─ bleary, almost purplish-rimmed eyes, with swollen pouches beneath them. I had slept that poorly worrying? I would never have braved the public looking like that! 

There was no excuse for avoiding my usual backyard tool shed exercise session, so around 7:30 a.m. I headed out there to deal with that. It proved very usual: I opened the first set of six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups with two pull-ups, but only one repetition in the remaining five sets.

And naturally, I also did the squat work to try and strengthen my crippled right leg.

The entire session only takes about 15 minutes, so I was back into the house well ahead of 8 a.m., but my younger brother was already downstairs watching his T.V. news programmes while having a coffee.

We exchanged a "good morning" after I gathered up my day's first meal, and then I brought it upstairs here to eat while I again busied myself at my computer.

It was just past 9 a.m. when I hobbled back downstairs to watch some T.V. with my brother, and he very quickly turned it over to me so that I could begin operation of our Android TV Boxes.

Activating the R69 Plus Android 14, I led us off with a 15-minute (15:40) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: Carney Is Screwed! Conservative MP Heads to Taiwan Forcing His Hand.

Then it was a 17-minute (17:23) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: Uh Oh: Carney’s Triple Crisis (Pipeline, Caucus & Bill C-22).

Out third video was 37 minutes (37:44), and had been published May 15 to Rumble's Lara Logan channel: COVID: The Cover-Up & Crimes Against Humanity with Sen. Ron Johnson | Ep 80 | Going Rogue with Lara.

Senator Ron Johnson (R-WI) joins the show to talk about the Senate filibuster, deep state resistance, and suppressed vaccine safety data, alleging that federal agencies concealed serious adverse events to avoid vaccine hesitancy. He also addresses COVID-19's suspected lab origins, suppressed early treatments, and why holding officials accountable matters now more than ever.

That was followed with You ─ episode seven ("Everythingship") of the first season.

When that was done, I switched over to our T95Q Android 9 TV Box with the USB or thumb drive inserted, and we got maybe better than a half hour into a nearly 1½-hour video that had to be cut short so my brother could return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

I was into my own bed for a nap early into the noon hour, rising again about an hour later.

Despite the holiday, my wife had a full workday scheduled at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, and so she emerged from her bedroom around 9:35 a.m. to shower and such, and was away on her rather long and sunny drive about a half hour later.

I was to use her vacant bedroom for a light exercise session, roughly spanning 2:30 - 3 p.m.

Early this morning I considered the possibility of getting in some sunning in the afternoon, but there has been far too much huge drifts of cloud everywhere despite loads of sunshine. I don't want to be wasting my time out there sitting under a huge drifting cloud.

I have still not sunned at all this year.

Around 3:30 p.m. I went out to the backyard and watered the garden plants out there, and then back in the house I fixed up my day's second and final meal that I will enjoy after I first watch a T.V. show here on my bedside computer and indulge in a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).

At present it is 3:49 p.m., so I am taking my blogging break a little earlier than I usually do. I will finish up and publish this post in the latter evening.

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The show I watched was Legacies ─ episode eight ("This Christmas Was Surprisingly Violent") of season two. My source was at TVSeries.video.

I got quite a kick out of this one ─ I love Christmas, as painful and excruciating as it always is for me now.

And the three main actresses portraying the three main female characters are as alluringly beautiful as ever. 

The show and my can of beer were done by 4:43 p.m., and so I then had my filling meal.

I was not too fussy that Harlots was next on my rotational list of series I watch, but I knew that I am always able to get immersed into the episodes ─ this time it was episode seven of the third season. My source was this OK.ru link.

My curiosity finally got the better of me as to why man-like 'Nanc' (Nancy) seems to be always walking around carrying what looks to be a whisk broom. Now I know:

Nancy Birch (played by Kate Fleetwood) carries the long whisk broom in Harlots because she is a high-demand dominatrix. The broom is actually a bundle of birch twigs she uses as a whip for discipline and flagellation with her clients.

Nancy is an intimidating, no-nonsense protector who rules the streets and uses her work tools to maintain dominance over men. The whisk broom also serves as a subtle nod to the historical figure she is based on: Nancy Burroughs, an 18th-century bawd who was famous for going through "more birch rods in a week" than the Westminster school. 

The show was done by 6:38 p.m. And due to its length, I waited over 15 minutes before opening my second and final can of beer.

Afterwards I took a break to brush my teeth ─ 15 minutes or so.

Then I was practically delighted to discover that the next show on my list was The 100 ─ episode seven ("The Queen's Gambit") of season seven. For just over 17 minutes my source was at M4uFree.cx, but then the video buffered without let, so I finished watching it at GOOJARA.to.

It was the most exciting show of the three, and the one to touch me the deepest.

A tumbler of a dozen ounces of Domaine d'Or red wine (12% alcohol) accompanied the feature, which ended no later than 8:25 p.m. 

I heard my brother come home through the front door at 8:44 p.m. from wherever he had bused in the early afternoon to go and social drink.

Right now it is 8:57 p.m. and definitely too early to be getting to bed. Nevertheless, I am going to publish this post. Possibly I will be to bed by 9:30 p.m., but certainly well before 10 p.m.