January 11, 2004
24 Hours A Day
"...Everybody party
24 hours a day..."
Triumph had a song on their Rock and Roll Machine album with that title. The song sounded remarkably like Kiss.
Anyway, I stand at an entertainment precipice at the moment. Actually, I'm sitting down. I'm about to watch the final episode in the Season One boxset of the show 24. I'm about to resolve much of the tension that has been building up for the previous 23 episodes. Since I've been going backwards (I've seen Season Two and I'm watching Season Three as it comes on tv)... It's been weird trying to track who and if and when a certain person was going to kill a certain other person. In the tail end of episode 23 I see the identity revealed. As soon as I push play, the sequence of events will unfold. That, and I will have finished a long process and (like the empty unfulfillment of material and worldly things) there will be that anti-climactic feeling of it being over. Kinda like losing a playoff game or something.
I know I'm not the only one that loves this show. Two of my friends don't watch Season Three. One doesn't want to know any details, cause he's waiting for the DVDs to come out. He doesn't want to be obligated to watch it week in and week out. My other friend has a similar reason -- Season One and Season Two were so "good" and "intense" that he doesn't want to be hooked. Too addicting...
Wow. Kudos to the show's writers. Anyway, I want to get back to my "Play" button here and finish this thing. I just thought I'd write down my thoughts as I paused here. Fun stuff.
