The Torture of 24 Time Zones 1

Mark and I are both obsessed with 24.

Mark lives in Chicago. I live in Los Angeles, and despite actually working on the Fox Lot, do not have access to the east coast feed of 24.

This results in text message exchanges like the following text messages, which were exchanged between 6:34pm and 7:04pm yesterday:

6:34pm
Mark: Holy shit. 24. Holy Shit. U will shit your load. [uh…what?]

6:38pm
Ellen: Damn you. It’s not on for another 3 hours here!

6:38pm
Mark: Holy Fuck!

6:42pm
Mark: this is incredible.

6:44pm
Ellen: It’s just going to be Jack driving to Pasadena for an hour, isn’t it?

6:44pm
Mark: No, it starts with jack going door to door saving america. But then. holy shit.

7:03pm
Ellen: Damn you, how many times must I tell you, TELL ME NOTHING!!!

6:55pm [arrived 7:04pm]
Mark: aaagh! Awesome!

7:05pm
Mark: You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.

Having now watched the episode, I can say Mark is absolutely right. I would never, ever have believed him. And yet I believed every second of the show when I watched it.

Sweet lord, this show is awesome.

One comment on “The Torture of 24 Time Zones

  1. Reply Laz Jan 24,2007 5:24 am

    I can always tell how good an episode of 24 is by the amount and duration of the times I have to pause the TiVo to allow myself the HOLY SHIT moment. That was a loooooooong pause.

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