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Jack and Me

During the last month and half, while I was posting Halloween related entries, something, someone entered my life. That something: 24 (the tv show), that someone: Jack Bauer (the man).

Yes. I admit, I am a bit late. About 5 years late, but I don't care. There is no reason for me not partaking the Jack Bauer Power Hour for the last 5 years. I knew it was on, I knew it was good. Members of my family watched it, my friends watched it. I really don't know why I didn't give it a shot earlier. Maybe I didn't want to succumb to the hype. Maybe deep-down-inside I was scared I would love this f'in show like a crackhead loves crack.

Now, since mid September I have been playing catch up. My goal is watch all 5 season of 24 in time for the January, season 6 premier. They said it would be impossible, "Unless that man were a god, watching 5 seasons of one show in 4 or less months is insane. Not to mention the mental anguish that mere man would go through. The sleepless nights, the hunger filled days, the urine soaked pants! Complete madness I tell you. Madness!" Well, after my grandmom told me this I requested that she be committed to a hospital because of her lack of faith in Geoff's Mang!

But I digress...

Since I have been watching 24, I feel I have lost touch with reality. I tune into the news waiting to hear President Palmer speak ( I know, I know, I have a hunch he isn't president anymore but, please, please don't ruin it for me), or to hear LA is being threaten by radioactive squirrels (wink). I now want to be just like Jack. I want to yell at people, really loud, "sit down!" I want to tell a co-worker an outlandish story, but tell them there is no time to explain. "I just had to assume the identity of jesus while birthing a camel, but there is no time to explain." I want to be Jack.

Some people have said that I've gone insane, when in fact, I have gone outsane by shooting insane in the knee, and breaking the Pope's neck with a scissor-leg-lock.

I will keep you updated with my progress. As of today: 2 season down, 3 seasons to go. I will start season 3 sometime this week.


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“Jack and Me”