just when you thought that life is hopeless and unfair, Jack finds a way to sting President Logan, catching the rotten fish by the mouth and practically writing his own confession (i knew he planted a bug somehow, and it was the pen!!). the pen is mightier than the Prez. a presidential takedown - wooohooo! - not seen since the Nixon days, and in a more dramatic fashion.
i take it back: life is hopeless and unfair. as soon as you think everything's gonna end up on a happy note, the Chink bastards (led by that Chinese ambassador from Rush Hour) from last season show up and kidnap Jack and shanghai him on a ship bound for ... Shanghai? no that was the name of the ship. whatever. next season, i bet they will brainwash him and use him as a weapon against the US guvmint. wait, that was Chris Claremont's unused X-Men script for Wolverine. ah, no - it will be Brad Pitt mounting a rescue operation for Jack, to be helped out by Robert Redford.
and so ends another 24 hour season. now i have extra time on monday nights.
the only regret: minimal Elisha Cuthbert screentime the whole season! booo!
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while watching 24, i was checking the ongoing West Semifinals games on delphi's slingbox over the Net. there must've been lots of traffic this night, as the streaming video was worse than my badly-ripped DVDs. i stopped and restarted the whole thing throughout, and even managed to miss the overtime session of the Spurs-Mavs game. no matter, i am proud to have this cap for 3 years already. go Mavs!
my predictions are still holding. though i was rooting for the LeBron's Cavs last weekend, i knew Detroit would still meet Miami in the East Finals.
update:
Phoenix seems to be running away from the Clippers, which completes my prognostications for the semifinals.
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