Aftermath Patrol

I never bothered setting my cellphone when I went to bed late last evening. Normally I would have set it for 6 a.m., but for a change I wanted to do my best to sleep in for as much time as I needed. This was also to be a day without any coffee, nor did I plan on eating anything until after 6 p.m., so I was not keen on experiencing my deprivation unnecessarily early.

Eventually of course I became quite aware that morning had arrived, but I relied upon my bandana blindfold to keep that awareness to a minimum.

Then after a period of wakefulness I peeked at the time ─ it was only 6:32 a.m., yet I felt ridiculously rested. So I got up for the morning.

I had never heard my wife come home last night, but I must have stupidly left my gym shorts and tank top in her bedroom when I used it for some 25 minutes or so of exercising after I had sunned last afternoon ─ those two articles of wear were laying on my bedroom floor a short distance from my bedroom door. She had obviously returned them to me, so I realized that she did indeed come home at some point last night.

She only had to work the latter part of today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, so she would not be beginning her Saturday until maybe around 1 p.m. (she generally leaves around or shortly past 3 p.m. when she only works the latter part of a day).

Without benefit of an early morning mug of strong instant coffee (and the aspirin I take with it), I had no intention of having any morning exercise in the backyard tool shed ─ this abstention of exercise was yet another reason I thought was in my favour to be sleeping in.

My younger brother emerged from his bedroom shortly after 8 a.m. and was  soon watching T.V. news and having coffee. I decided to join him shortly after 8:50 a.m., but he took his usual time ─ possibly as late as 9:10 a.m. ─ before turning the T.V. over to me so that I could commence operation of our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box.

First up was to be a 16-minute (16:24) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: This Is Exactly Why Canadians Are Losing Trust.

My next choice was over 1½ hours (1:35:28) and had been published two days ago to BitChute's Banned Youtube Videos channel: The Global Resistance, Screwworm Panic, & The Rise of Biohacking | The Highwire.

Del is back from Poland and France after touring with “An Inconvenient Study,” and one thing became clear: countries across Europe followed the same COVID playbook. The question is, who was coordinating the script? Del is determined to find out.

Then, Jefferey Jaxen breaks down the media panic over RFK Jr., ACIP, and vaccines returning to the national spotlight, along with new questions about AI-designed vaccines and the latest concerns over the screwworm outbreak.

Plus, biohacking pioneer Dave Asprey stops by the studio to discuss the cutting edge of longevity science—and why the future of extending human life may be closer than most people realize.

I advanced through segments of the video where Del Bigtree solicits viewer contributions. Sometimes I awaken in the night and cannot return to sleep because of the deep worrying that besets me over my financial plight ─ I am still uncertain if I can make it through next month. Thus I am in no position to be donating to causes ─ which I do anyway with regular monthly automated donations to at least four charitable organizations.

When the video was done, I switched over to our T95Q Android 9 TV Box and the USB stick inserted into it and we finished watching the premiere episode ("Getaway Day") of 1959/1960's T.V. series Tightrope! ─ we had bailed on the episode late yesterday morning so that my brother could seek further bed rest.

I had downloaded the episode some months ago from a February 7, 2017, upload to YouTube's abi33025 channel: Tightrope S01E01 Getaway Day YouTube.

Most of the series in on that channel, as you can see here. A couple or so episodes may be 'lost'. I'm interested in episode two because it is supposed to feature Donna Douglas (Elly Mae Clampett of The Beverly Hillbillies fame).

We were to get 31 minutes into another video that is a little over 1½ hours, I believe; but then my brother took his leave to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

I returned to bed for over an hour, napping very deeply. I was loath to get up because it felt so delicious being there, and I was feeling listless and foggy for want of caffeine. But I wanted to get in more afternoon sunning.

Unfortunately I could not start early ─ I did so yesterday at 1:32 p.m. ─ because my brother hung around until past 2 p.m. and I was unsure if he planned on mowing the lawns. Also, my wife was home until around 3:25 p.m.

This left me no valid sunning time, for it would leave me scant afternoon for anything else. If I am to have my usual bit of drinking while watching whatever are the next three T.V. shows on my rotation list, I would be jeopardizing my morning tomorrow.

At present it is 4:47 p.m. and I am going to break to watch whatever is that first T.V. show ─ here on my bedside computer, of course. And though I shall not be eating aught for a while yet, I am going to pour myself a dozen or so ounces of Domaine d'Or red wine (12% alcohol) into a glass tumbler to enhance my viewing pleasure.

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My first show was Humans ─ the first season's episode five. My source was at TVSeries.video.

I get a huge tweak out of these episodes, for I know my own vulnerability for intimate connection with a woman, even if sex is not necessarily involved. I would love to have an Anita, but a version more like the potentially deadly blonde ─ but lacking that one's executionary stance when confronted with immorality.

I could dwell on, but of course I haven't the time. In fact, the episode ended at 5:47 p.m., and I opted to take a further break and go out into the backyard and water the garden plants there that I would have watered after the sunning session I never had.

I had a good wine buzz though, on my totally empty stomach.

Once that fairly short chore was over, I had my day's only and relatively light meal, and then tuned in The Rookie ─ episode 11 ("Aftermath") of season eight. And for the second time, my source was at TVSeries.video.

Naturally I resorted to a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) to enhance my enjoyment with the show.

The episode was very good! I always enjoy appearances by "Skip Tracer" Randy, so that was definitely a bonus. I have to rate the episode as being more 'fun' than Humans, but I think that I have to rate Humans slightly ahead for whatever are my scale of ratings. Maybe I'm just reacting pruriently.

The Rookie episode was done by 7:47 p.m., and it seemed that my brother must have just arrived home from wherever he had bused in the early afternoon to social drink.

With my second and final beer to hand, I tuned in Doom Patrol ─ episode six ("1917 Patrol") of season three. My source this time was at GOOJARA.to.

The series is so often impossibly removed from anything sensible, and this one was no different. So despite feeling a touch of emotion quite late into the episode ─ and this was completely lacking in both Humans and The Rookie today ─ I cannot but rate Doom Patrol this evening as last in my entertainment ratings.

So Humans first, then a very close second by The Rookie. Doom Patrol was quite a distant third, and much of what I did like related to actress April Bowlby. A lot of her beauty revealed itself.

The episode was done by 8:59 p.m.

I then took the 15 or so minutes to brush my teeth, and now am wondering how well I can sleep ─ our South Asian neighbours are blaring their Bollywood-style music, and there does seem a preponderance of Indian or whatever heritage these people are in the cul-de-sac as the very last vestiges of any daylight die off.

I could shut my window, but my wee bedroom is too warm to risk trying that ─ I require the circulation.

I will be setting my cellphone alarm for 5:30 a.m. to give me a half hour in which to water the front yard garden areas. I am hoping that I can later get out for some local grocery shopping when the store opens at 8 a.m.

Right now it is 10:04 p.m. and I am going to commence shutting down everything that requires it here on my bedside computer, but first I must make that $1,973 home insurance payment online that is due tomorrow.

This sucks.