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Fighting Terrorism is a Drag

Posted by Mick on January 18, 2010 – 9:54 pm

I’m really not feeling it today.

There’s absolutely no reason for that.  Nothing went wrong today.  Lots of stuff went right.  Things just feel blah.

Thinking about it just now, I had what some might call a “light bulb moment”.  I watched close to two episodes of 24 tonight.  I’ve never seen the show before.  I’m not sure why I never watched it, it just really didn’t appeal to me at all.  I like Keifer, but that wasn’t enough.  And then the hype started, and not the good kind of hype.  So I just ignored it.

Tara and I sat down to watch The Simpsons, because that’s what we do at 6:30.  If we’re home, The Simpsons is on.  It’s one of those little rituals that gives you a bit of structure.  We watched the Simpsons, 24 came on, I was playing with my phone, and it just played.  Tara has watched enough of it in the past to have an idea who everyone was, so I decided what the hell, let’s give it a shot and see what I’ve been missing.

And that’s why I feel blah.  It’s not a bad show, I can see how you could get caught up in it.  For me, it’s “There’s nothing better on” television.  And anymore, I just don’t have time for that.  It felt like wasted time.  I’m spoiled by awesomeness.  I got 2 boxed sets of Werner Herzog today.  I should have been watching that instead of 24.

If you watch the show, answer me one question:  Does Chloe do anything except look confused.  Confused, perplexed, befuddled, flummoxed…  I witnessed many variations of confused, and may I say she does a damn fine job of portraying the subtle differences, but still, it’s pretty much all “confused”.

You know what would make 24 more interesting?  They should establish that Jack is a cross dresser.  We’d never have to actually see it, but just knowing that Bauer was doing whatever he does on the show- shooting a spy, torturing a terrorist, covert infiltration- doing it all while wearing lace panties and a garter under his spy clothes.  Yes, I said spy clothes.  I just realized I have no idea what the man wears, and I didn’t care enough to look it up, so I said spy clothes.  He’s a spy.  He wears clothes.  That makes them spy clothes.

I haven’t been listening to enough Replacements.  That’s getting fixed this week.  Talking Heads as well.

I’ve got all sorts of neat new stuff now.  I have several new pair of gym shorts, some gym pants, a gym bag, and some new gym shoes.  I also have a new membership to a – wait for it – gym.

I used to spend most of my workday on my feet, walking around a classroom while I lectured or watched students do labs.  Now I spend most every day sitting in a chair.  I’m starting to feel it.  I could ignore it, but I’m just not willing to give up yet.  I can’t afford a treadmill, so I’m going to the gym.  I know I could just walk around the neighborhood, or walk through the woods near my house, and I will.  But I know me.  If it’s cold, or wet, or I’m tired, I’ll find an excuse.  The gym is on the way home from work.  It’s always warm and dry inside.  I’ve got 100GB of music on my iPod, they have treadmills.  I’m gonna walk my ass off.

And the gym isn’t a Gold’s.  I’m hoping for low numbers on the body builder and douchebag count.

I guess we start tomorrow.  Am I supposed to take shampoo?

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