Every week as I write these, I want to also write a post about what’s new with me and what’s going on in the House of Garrett (formerly the House of FNUR, FNUR, a saying that I still use on a daily basis). But then I think, I can’t write that post now because I have to write the 24 post. If the personal post appears above the 24 post, no one will see the 24 post. If the 24 post appears above the personal post, no one will see the personal post. If I combine the 2, that’s a really long post.
But today, I AM going to combine the two because I believe my life is more interesting than this week’s episode. Let’s begin!
This week in 24, Morris generally sucked at his job and at life. Chloe discovered that he did not call his sponsor and confronted him in the bathroom while he was totally doing Number 2! And he jumped up – and didn’t even wipe! He told her he called his OTHER sponsor, and lame Chloe (yes, I said it) believed him. Then he poured out his whiskey bottle to his trash can homey.
This week, I went to the bathroom every 5 minutes or so, but it was really just to blow my nose. I had a cold last week and it made moving very hard. The cold turned into a sinus infection, but a round of antibiotics and some rest got me back in shape. But I am still blowing my nose a lot (and at least I wipe).
We learned the delivery system for the nuclear bobms are some kind of US drone planes, and Gredenko has those.
I learned how to make buttons, and made one of myself with a picture of me as a pirate! YARRR!
Keifer says goodbye to Marilyn, and they give each other a super dumb look that says “Oh Jack, hold me like you did by the lake in Naboo!**”. He visits President Logan, who is super religious now and insists that he be let out of his deluxe presidential ranch exile to talk to some Russian ambassador to get to Gredenko. Then they took the next 40 minutes to get changed into suits.
We moved last weekend, and the new place is great! It take me 40 minutes to get ready in the new place, but 15 of those are because Erik kicks me out of the bathroom so he can poop.
Chad Lowe kept Larry FLEINhart tied up while Random Mysterious Dude smuggled in explosives – in his HIGHLIGHTERS. He spent most of the episode creating a bomb in his tape recorder, then Chad Lowe snuck it into where President Brother and Assad went to practice their speech. But they don’t make highlighter-tape recorder bombs like they used to, because it starts leaking just enough to give Assad & Co. a second’s notice before the bomb blows up. Potential Presidential Parts everywhere!
Ok, I can’t beat that. But since it’s about lame characters, I really don’t care.
**For the record, Erik doesn’t find that joke funny and thinks I am being disrespectful to Star Wars for telling it. I say that I am making a punchline out of a lame scene/piece of dialogue in what is otherwise a spectacular movie franchise which I enjoy very much. Commenters – you be the judge.
I was going to make a picture of Jack and Marilyn in Episode 3 saying that line, but I thought that might be pushing it. So instead I present this:
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1. I heart the soulpatch. And his eternal Cubs mug.
2. I wish I had highliters that cool.
3. Mark and I had only one bathroom in Houston = not cool. Now we have the master bathroom, the pooping bathroom, and the guest bathroom. Might just be time to buy…
4. Why is Chloe so lame this year?
We have two bathrooms, but one is in our bedroom on the 3rd floor, and the other is all the way down in the 1st floor. I think the 1st floor bathroom should be the pooping bathroom.
The problem with having your pooping bathroom on the first floor is, I imagine, that’s where company will be going.
Though, our pooping bathroom is the main floor bathroom, so that just knocks that argument right out.
I say that making fun of Star Wars 1-3 is totally acceptable. I pretend they’re not really actual SW movies, but fan fiction instead.
Thanks for Almeda. And you know, I would read the life posts. But you’re probably right – others wouldn’t.
I’m done thawing the grill now (it was buried in 4 feet of snow until about 10 minutes ago, so I lit it up). There’s not much gas left in that tank (pork tenderloin tonight), so I lit ‘er up to thaw ‘er out, and will now be switching to the other tank or propane. Booya.
Have a good weekend! Try not to wait a FREAKING WEEK to post next time.
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1. The downstairs bathroom will likely be the pooping bathroom, AFTER K puts her books away which are now being stored on top of that very toilet. Once those are in the bookshelves, it’s poop central and watch out guests.
2. I have no problem with making fun of episodes 1-3. I do have a problem making fun of them using Marilyn as the source, because she is entirely more lame than episodes 1-3 combined with the ewoks. That is what is disrespectful to Star Wars.
3. Morris is a very complex character too me. On the one hand, he’s a pansy. But the way he says “darling” and talks down to people completely rocks.
4. I can’t wait for LeeChee to post his comment about how much 24 and Star Wars are lame.
our pooroom is the upstairs guest bathroom that is really only used for pooping and dog washing, so it’s perfect. we are painting our master bathroom and i had picked out a bright yellow, but leechee said that was creepy for the one-hitter. too similar to pee.
is it me, or is Chad Lowe looking more and more like his brother? Maybe Rob just isnt as hot as he used to be.
Like leechee, i am about to give up on this season o 24. Eddy Izzards show starts in a week- that should be a fun one!
Karen, i liked the format of this post- it was way more interesting than the show itself. i say stay with the show/homelife mix!
Lord Almighty, where to start. It’s like a child with A.D.D. & an ice cold Red Bull, so much to say and do all at once.
24 is about to jump the shark. Yes I said it, JUMP THE SHARK PEOPLE! 24 will have nuke carrying DRONES, aka: model planes aka: MODELS, aka: shark jumping russian nuke powered MODEL AIRPLANE drones. Do us all a favor and change the show name to 12 Hours of TV you’ll never get back.
RobChad Lowe (still a dick) is a Wookie and Larry FLEINhart is the lovable little ewok tied to a heating pipe that just can’t escape. I cheer that they both die in a “suprise 2nd goo leaking tape recorder” explosion.
While nothing can ever, ever come close to touching the repulsion that is JarJar Binks, the dialog in the Naboo Love Scene StarWars movie was almost as bad.
At least “24″ tells you with a clock how long the pain will last.
I say the combined 24 / life Blog will give me lots to comment on so keep it.
Where’sthisweek’spost?
Where’sthisweek’spost?!?!
seriously.
I’m with FitzCap and also ask: What the heck?
I go to Chicago just to see Haf Bitten Moon http://www.hafbittenmoon.com and their “it’s rock hard country” music and I expected a POST when I got back. PLEASE POST – Uncle LeeChee
Cap and LeeChee are not allowed to complain about non-posts. Lee doesn’t even have a blog, and Cap hasn’t posted anything since he jinxed Ohio State in the National Championship debacle.
my work computer won\’t let me long into the new blogger and my lap top is totallky f*ed. I have one written but I can\’t get it posted!
Likely story…and I notice you didn’t say anything about your jinxing OSU.
Oh POW! The old man blows up LeeChee for lack of any organized Blogging – and he’s CORRECT. I’m a blogging tapeworm for a rough analogy.
I only post comments on others blogs as my way of blogging. I know. Anyway, Erik, dust off the clubs we have to go golfing soon!