I’m that close. For five years now, Monday nights were sacred. At 9 p.m. (or sometime after that once Tivo came around) I hung out with the coolest dude on the planet.
We went on wild adventures together, took amazing trips around the country, and killed a few bad guys in the meantime. Me and Jack Bauer, nothing kept us apart.
Now don’t get me wrong, the plots, timelines, Jack’s amazing ability to travel from Mexico to LA in minutes via helicopter, all were hard to swallow. But it never mattered. It was all about the ride, and one heck of a ride it was.
Until this year, after a beginning that left me breathless, the show has nearly lost me. I find that it usually ends up as the last show I watch on the DVR, sometimes with a couple episodes stacked up. And when I do watch, like I am now, I find myself doing something else, like blogging.
It’s just too much this season. The same thing. Jack goes rogue, double agents in CTU, Jack’s loved one in trouble, a duplicitous vice president, traitors. I’ve seen this season at least twice already. I’m going to give it one more week, but that’s about it.
At least I can still spend time with one of my favorite 24 alums, David Palmer (the prez), on one of the best shows currently on tv, The Unit.