Monday, March 13, 2006

"24" Live Blogging: 7pm to 8pm, or, how I tortured like Jack Bauer couldn't, by Tony Almeda.

Time for another riveting hour of "24". Let's enjoy, shall we?

Do not leave until.....yeah, like Jack Bauer's gonna listen.

Bauer gets the first call tonight!

Chloe, you can do it.

This guy, whoever he is, better not press Jack.

She's feeling guilty. She shouldn't. Like any of us have been perfect towards anyone else.

OOHH!!! Good job, guard. Shot to the gut on Doughboy. Slap to the face, to boot!

Hmmmm....here comes the best part of the night.

Step one: Make sure doctor is incapacitated.

Step two: Grab gun from orderly in Henderson's room.

Step three: Get caught by Jack. Right at the point of death.

....Jack reminds Tony of his loss in season one, with a good visual of Jack and Kim looking at each other.

"Hurry up", said Tony at 7:09pm. I don't think he'll be getting rid of the gun anytime soon. Well, until the doctor jumps him.

Tony NOW SEES a better thing than simple death. It's written all over his face.

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"Who is going to STOP THEM?"--said wimpy Logan, who, ah, is still looking for someone else to save the day so he can look good.

And now here's the Veep, ready to turn L.A. into Poland circa 1981 pre-Solidarity.

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Our next contestant, ah, target, must be big. They want to open the rest of the cannisters. Must be targeting Kirstie Alley's wardrobe.

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Well, it wouldn't be an hour of "24" without some personal problems, confrontations, and the hourly reminder by Jack that "we don't have time!"

Oooh, dear. Buchanan gives great news now. The seals are failing. Rats.

Oh, hold on. Jack's wheels are turning. He must dig ventilation systems or study them as a hobby.

And there he goes!!

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BREAKING NEWS: On a sad note, word just seen online of the death of Press Your Luck host Peter Tomarken in a plane crash today. Click here for the story.

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Well, back to Jack, and....well.....there are bars. Not the ones where you find pretty ladies.

Shrink? Meet Chloe. She's doing better now.....

Trust me, it's there, Jack said. Some stupid level 9 nitwit didn't report the bars!!
Give me a break!!!

Now Jack calls Doughboy. Doughboy considers, and the Guard shows he was never CTU material to begin with. WOW----Doughboy shows some courage. Is he the one to "sacrifice themselves"? It's 734pm. Back in a moment.

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Kim comes over to talk to Chloe. Chloe....."wanna know where to find Chase?".

Chloe:...."I guess not that great." Her summation of the day thus far. We love you, Chloe!!

Now to the guard. I hate these parts. This is when I'm glad espionage never tickled my fancy.

Great news from Chloe.....and wow. I've got to hand it to Doughboy. He did it.

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Meanwhile....Tony is about to take over. And Jack IS PISSED OFF BIG TIME!!!!

Well, way to go Kim. Blame world calamity on your Dad. I love you, but catastrophe follows you. But she won't budge and Jack may lose her twice. And, Mr Shrink holds his prized patient/girlfriend/patient/privilege infringer.

QUESTION DURING THE COMMERCIAL BREAK: Is it me or is it GREAT AND REFRESHING not dealing with Logan for most of the hour?? Praises be unto the producers for giving us an hour away from him. I'll feel more composed next week. Really I will.

Oh, great, ANOTHER chance to win seven figures; this time underground with fighting. Hasn't the second part of that been the hallmark of 713 past TV shows? What's next? Win a million by guessing in which hospital room a patient bites the big one???

GIVE ME DEAL OR NO DEAL ANY DAY!! ESPECIALLY HOWIE'S 26 FRIENDS!!!!

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Shoot, spoke too soon. It's Logan. Oh, he's breaking down. Where's the Effexor?!!?? I might have some extra!!!

Martha=right again. Don't do a thing the Veep wants.

Now, returning to your crying, Mr. President.

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And now the next level is, uncovered. Really. Uncovered. Wow! Oh, sorry.

Phone call with terrorists....hop into bed....tease....go back to "finish something".

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Oh, boy. Time now for another "takeover" of CTU. Now it's Homeland Security who thinks they're king. Queen. Whatever. Who do they throw out? Chloe? Too valuable (they'll soon learn), Jack? Yeah, right. Audrey? She's DOD. Well, we will see.

Back at medical, Henderson's clinging, really clinging. And Tony? A little get rid of the orderly and take over the syringe department. Henderson-----time for wake up juice!!!!

Ah, dear crap. He bought it. Henderson got him. DID NOT see that coming. Where'd he go??

Tony? Next?? NO!!! There won't be anyone left to cameo in season six!!!

Goodbye Tony. And, yes, Jack is human.

Two power punches in the stomach at :59 past the hour the past two hours.

Edgar. Doughboy. Guard.

But nothing like Tony. CRAP, CRAP, CRAP!!!

Henderson is SO toast. Let's just hope Jack doesn't, for the first time, let his emotions get the best of him.

Now, the trailer for next week......

--Martial law
--Cruella D'Ville
--And Jack back on the street....

...but no sign of Henderson. Laying low? If he's smart, he's on the first flight to Neptune.

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Have a good evening, if you can. That was a disturbing hour. And "24" usually doesn't do that to me.

I guess I need to go think of my wife naked or something. That could help.....:)

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