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So there’s good news about this season of 24:
I usually tune in a few minutes early. This season, I don’t have to watch the last few minutes of American Idol.
Of course, there’s a corollary to this: I’m stuck watching the last few minutes of Skating with Joey from Full House Celebrities (an exaggerated term).
I’ve been on the road a lot recently for work.
Wednesday, I was coming back from an event in Morgan County, and while I didn’t have much time, I needed to grab something to eat. I stopped at the Zanesville Wendy’s off I-70 (a Wendy’s I have been to many times before) to get something quick.
While eating my fingerless-chili, I was thinking that technically, I have an hour for “lunch.” And while I wasn’t taking the full hour that particular day, I have that time available to me.
The best part of it all is that while it’s a mid-day break, no one is forcing me to eat lunch during this hour. If I had wanted to, I could have toured Zanesville. I could have driven across the Y-bridge 20 times. I could have gone to the nearby state park to collect leaves. I could have done anything but eat lunch.
At that point, I decided to stop referring to the hour as my “lunch” hour. Instead, I’m going to refer to it as the “hour of me.” It’s more accurate, don’t you think?
These are the things I think about when I have a few minutes to myself. Free thought is a dangerous thing.
…you stay on your side and I’ll stay on mine. D’oh!
Two weeks of Lost in a row- we’re spoiled
Continue reading “I’m drawing a line down the middle of this room…”
Another two hours of 24, thank you Fox!
Continue reading “Lighten up Rudy”
Jack‘s back!
Continue reading “24 thoughts”
I try not to get political here. That said, I think the Supreme Court confirmation process is interesting- it’s history. Okay, I’m a nerd. Anyway, my question: we outlaw torture, right?
Well then why are we forcing these nominees to sit through a whole day of speeches from a group of windbag Senators? I thought the whole point of the confirmation process was to learn about the nominees, not to listen to the senators regurgitate the party line.
If the idea is to submit them to the feats of strength, well it’s too late. Festivus was last month.
Only half of the reading audience will “get” the title of today’s column (Needless to say, phrases like “Obviously, it’s (insert day of the week here)” and “Welcome to (insert day of the week here)” still ring in my head every day). But trying to please your whole audience is like herdin cats.
Damn, same half.
But anyways…
I was looking at the weather for this week and it’s supposed to be in the mid-40s all week here in central Ohio. I guess someone forgot it was early January. I’m not complaining, but I hate the cold. I do wish that this non-stormy week would actually wait till next week, when I’m on the road for work to (most likely) the most remote regions of the state. With my luck, we’ll have a four-day blizzard. Or five days of 80-degree weather, the way things are going.
In other things:
-My brother, who sent me a really cool coffee-table book on lucha libre for Christmas, has his face on a t-shirt. I have yet to see the shirt, but he said he’ll try to send me one before he goes to France for the next four months.
-Finally saw a preview for 24, which starts next week. The season looks interesting, but I feel like they’re going to have to kill off Jack soon. Although, I also thought that at the beginning of season three.
-The other show I watch, Lost, also starts up again this week. It’s about time. There were many times throughout this two-month hiatus that I was tempted to open up a book.
Weird Al Yankovic is now eligible for the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame.
I should sign the petition, but it actually requires you to print it out and send it in. That must be why they only have three people on it so far. At least if I were to sign it, my name wouldn’t be joined by the likes of I.P. Freely, Mike Rotch and Homer Sexual.
I consider myself a fan- I do own more than a few of his albums/tapes/CDs (okay, no albums) and I know the words to some of his parodies better than the songs they’re based off of, and I think that UHF is one of the funniest movies ever made. But I never realized Al has been around this long. I don’t know why, but this makes me feel old.
But I figure he deserves it as much as that Elvis guy.
Inspired by the other day’s posting about the Safety Dance and Tony‘s comment:
I hope everyone out there has a happy New Year. Let me be the first to wish you all a happy 2007. I plan on not doing much today or tomorrow. Sounds like fun.