It's a celebration, bitches.
Justin, Chris and I celebrated the return of the Jack Bauer power hour last night. It was an action packed event that started out with a bang... Literally. David Palmer got capped in the skull stump by a sniper an dropped to the ground like a bag of dirt. Something tells me he's not going to be selling me any more insurance. The non stop action didn't end there. Jack stole a helicopter, shot people, made cars explode and did it all with an "I don't give a fuck." attitude. When I die, I want to be reincarnated as Jack Bauer.

We all got pretty pissed when the football game went long and they had the balls to do a post-game show. Thankfully, the people at Fox knew that we were tuned in for 24 and not for some lame ass Howie Long commentary and erected some sort of pee your pants in anticipation countdown to non stop action in the lower right of our screen.

If anything can be learned from last night's two episode thrill-a-thon, it is that you never ask Jack Bauer to take you to a hospital because he will kill you.

Just a reminder, my going away party is this Saturday at Rusty's place in Worcester.

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