Yet again, I do not recall hearing my wife come home last night after her full day working at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.
My cellphone alarm was set for 5:30 a.m. so that I would have plenty of time to water the front yard garden areas. I surely must have begun the job by 5:45 a.m., but I could scarce believe when I came back into the house that it was 7:10 a.m.
Having to use such a fine, light spray for so many areas due to fragile plants consumes so damned much time.
By the time I had finished my mug of instant coffee that washed down an aspirin, I could hear my brother stirring in his bedroom, so I had to hustle myself out to the backyard where first I performed my 10 slow full-range push-ups on a cement walk out of sight of anyone, then I went to the tool shed for my usual 15 minutes of exercises ─ it was already 8 a.m. when I got in there.
Back in the house my brother was indeed already watching his T.V. news shows, but I came back upstairs to my bedside computer where I waited until just past 9 a.m. before going back downstairs to load up my day's first meal, and then I joined him and ate while watching T.V. with him.
He was quick to have me put our R96 Plus Android 14 TV Box to work, so I got it going and tuned in a 15-minute video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: Canada's Top Investigative Reporter Just Blew This Wide Open.
Our next video topped 1¼ hours (1:17:45) and had been streamed yesterday to Rumble's Kim Iversen channel: Israeli Settlers Tried To Burn His Sister Alive.
The Kim Iversen Show LIVE | June 29, 2026 Westbank violence has escalated over the past couple of years and has largely gone unnoticed. Jawad Ali is a Palestinian American lawyer whose family home in the West Bank was attacked by a mob of Israeli violent settlers last week. The family now fears for their safety in their own home, after years of repeated attacks targeting their property. To learn more about the escalating violence visit https://imeu.org/
My wife emerged from her bedroom around 9:40 a.m. during this video, and got busy with her shower and whatever else she does in readying for a full workday, and by 10:05 a.m. or soon after had me help her tote some things out to her car as she was about to leave on her rather long drive under a heavily overcast sky.
She identified that a certain glass casserole dish in the fridge contained something she had prepared last night, knowing I mightn't otherwise touch it for concern that it might be fare Bev had prepared for my brother last evening and was now left over.
The third and final item my brother and I were to watch was Reacher ─ episode seven ("Reacher Said Nothing") of the first season. Since this episode ended as a cliffhanger and the season only has one further episode, we will probably watch that final episode tomorrow rather than wait a few weeks and forget almost everything we've seen.
My brother returned to his bedroom for further bed rest, and I was to bed for a nap at noon. Then just as I was nearly fast asleep at 12:28 p.m., my damned cellphone started ringing, getting me up to see the number in case it was my wife.
But I recognized the number as being that of Sandy, the ladyfriend of my late old friend, William A.G. She lives to talk on her phone, whereas I hate getting tied up with such a waste of my time because I have so little to spare practically every day. In fact, it is a rare day when I feel I have a half hour on my hands.
Unfortunately, I needed my nap, so I returned to bed and struggled to find sleep. Eventually I sort of became semi-conscious, and when I finally peeked at the time before seeking a position change, I was alarmed to see that it was 1:20 p.m. ─ I had no further time to spend in bed.
Only Bev was home, as it turned out. My brother was out on some errand or other, apparently, for he returned shortly after 2 p.m. and then a little later left afoot to catch a bus and go social drinking somewhere.
This is a bath day for me, so I have no time for the usual half hour of light exercising when my wife's bedroom is available (mine is too small and full of lots of 'stuff' piled about). It is only 3:30 p.m. at present, but I am going to break from blogging and have that bath. After that I will need to check the backyard garden plants to see if they require watering, although I think that this largely cloudy weather is delaying the drying out of soil.
Once whatever necessary watering is done, I will then put together my day's second and final meal ─ a light one. Then after eating it, the time will have arrived to begin watching an episode each of the next three T.V. shows on my list so that I can indulge with a few drinks.
My computer is my 'T.V.' because Bev occupies ours from the time she rises in the early afternoon until she finally goes to bed for the night.
I will finish up this post well into the evening.
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The latter afternoon was sufficiently sunny that, had it been midday, I might have possibly attempted some early afternoon sunning. But the latter afternoon is useless to me for that sort of thing, especially when it's a bath day.
With a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) to start off with, I turned in Misfits ─ the premiere episode of the first season or series. Since the episode was available as of last September 30 (2025) as an upload to YouTube's Red Devil TV and Red Devil Movies channels ─ Misfits S1 E1 – Storm Born (Full Episode HD) ─ that was to be my source.
Back before COVID when my brother and I first had an Android TV Box, we began watching the series. I remembered it vaguely, but about all I could recall were the orange jumpsuits the young offenders worse. Consequently, this episode was essentially brand new.
I was drinking lots in the evening back then.
I enjoyed this! I am looking forward to continuing into the series. This episode was done by 7:03 p.m.
My second beer was well sacrificed, for this will undoubtedly be the best show of my evening. I am speaking of The 100 ─ episode 11 ("Etherea") of season seven. This episode was powerful! It's a shame that it ignored the true God for some fake futuristic charlatan.
My source was at Tvids.to, and the episode was done by 8:31 p.m.
I had thought that maybe my brother was arriving back home just before I began The 100. At its conclusion I took the time to brush my teeth, and when returning to my bedroom from the bathroom I saw him downstairs passed out in his chair in the living room, so maybe I was earlier correct.
Unfortunately, although my final show was plenty exciting, the whole production was too pathetically contrived for my liking. I rate the episode the definite loser among the three I watched, well behind Misfits.
I had poured maybe a dozen ounces of Sommet Rouge red wine (12% alcohol) to help enjoy Van Helsing ─ the fourth season finale episode 13 ("The Beholder"). My source was at GOOJARA.to.
Certainly the episode was almost gripping, but it was too elementary. I could almost anticipate every twist. What affected me most, though, was how viscerally / sexually I know I can be seduced to a frightening degree by a 'hot' female ... or a semblance of what appears to be a 'hot' female.
I am a walking prime victim to 'honeypots', and I fully understand this. Why are some of us so hopelessly weak?
However, I have no intention of getting into that.
At least the episode made starkly clear why people must not be subservient to other people ─ even so-called 'leaders'. I don't know enough about what the Bible might have to say about blindly obeying another human being perceived to be a leader or ruler, but I sure doubt that it expects blind obedience ─ "I was only obeying orders" must never be acceptable as justification for one's wrongdoing.
Or maybe in Biblical times people were just far more 'elementary' in their thinking than many of us today are? Even the Bible may not have perceived that some people can simply recognize what is abominable and will not participate in it, due to the hours and hours of reflection that movies and T.V. shows can actually bestow to those who resonate through vicariously witnessing selfless heroics.
We do not all respond evilly or in kind to violence in film. Some of us feel steeled to be warriors against what we witness ─ not voracious participants.
Anyway, the episode was over by 9:58 p.m.
I'm kind of wired right now at 10:35 p.m. from the tolerable alcohol and would love to watch something further, but I am just going to slowly finish up everything I have open on this computer and close things down.
I have no early a.m. plans ─ 6 a.m. will suffice.
My wife has Wednesdays off work normally, but it is the Canada Day national holiday. Possibly she may be offered a full day, or at least a partial. Whatever the case, she has not yet come home.
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