JB’s Blog

I feel tha tf r the first few seasons, 24 at least tried to stick to their "real-time" idea.  Yesterday’s season finale shows that this is no longer the point and they have given up with this.  Take Chloe’s former husband.   No less than 10 minutes of Jack coming up with a plan does Chloe get her former husband to come in to CTU fully dressed in a suit at 5:30am with a curfew and martial law in effect.  By 5:40 he has done a bunch of computer programs and is on his way to meet Jack at some remote location.  Within 7 minutes he is there meeting Jack.  What the hell?!?  Apparently President Logan lasts 42 seconds in bed as well.  Has anyone noticed that no matter where they need to go in Los Angeles, it only takes five minutes…and the traffic sucks there. 

The plots are just way too complicated to be finished in a single day now, and they really should change the show to 30, and have it take place over a month, with each episode being a day. 

The Pigeon (based on true events to me, parody of the raven)

Twas a Sunday
I tried to sleep in
But someone else was up
His day about to begin
Five more minutes
I begged and I pleaded
More sleep please
More sleep is needed
My eyes closed for five minutes more
Quoth the pigeon, "nevermore."

Monday, Tuesday
Came and went
On more studying
I was hellbent
But the flapping, the cooing
Continued past four
Can I please study in peace?
Quoth the pigeon, "nevermore."

One final down
Several to go
Quiet time as I shut my door
Quiet?  Relaxation?
The bird continues to soar
Can I take a nice nap?
Quoth the pigeon, "nevermore."

The pigeon in the courtyard
Could not still last
By Thursday surely
‘Twould be in my past
But there he was again
How long can this last?
Surely Mr. Pigeon, this is a chore
Can I please have peace?
Quoth the pigeon, "nevermore."

Of course this means
Soon I may declare war
then the pigeon ’twill be
Nevermore

So for the past week or so, my roommate and I have stayed up way too late on weeknights.  Unfortunately, it is usually my fault.  Case in point…last Wednesday night.  I have a keychain that has a tape measure on it.  The tape measure kept getting jammed, and so I decided to open it up.  I thought to hold my thumb down after opening it, and I figured out how to fix it, but I forgot to re-insert the keychain.  I opened it one more time, forgot to put my thumb down, and the tape measure uncoiled, flew out, and shot me in the face right between the eyes.  An inch or two to the left or right and I would be wearing an eye patch right now.

Well, I got fixated with the idea of fixing it.  I brought my roommate in on it.  I had him line up the pieces and I began to recoil it, I’d slip and have to start over.  Soon he became fixated as well.  An hour later it was fixed…but we forgot the key chain again!  This time, I remembered to hold it down and he lined up the keychain, put the top back on and I screwed it on.  My tape measure now works.  Look for us on home and garden tv soon.