Jack Freakin' Bauer

I was very excited to hear that they're starting a real-life version of 24's Counter Terrorist Unit (CTU).

I'm hoping that they require, by law, that the director's name be Jack Bauer. And he should have to kill a man just to get through the door in the morning.

Why? Because he's Jack Bauer. That's why.

The Colonel had his revenge last Thursday, when he gave me a massive case of indigestion prior to the commencement of my Christmas dinner at work, but apart from that it was an excellent night. I was given Friday off, which is nice in theory but doesn't help address my difficulty of filling the hours these days. Today my errands consisted of buying firewood and lightbulbs. The madness never stops, I tell ya.

The Landmine Benefit thing has gone as far as it can before Christmas rolls around. It looks like they're going to use it as the launch for the minefield campaign to honour the "Buffalo 9."

I suggested that we might be able to get a few local politicians to attend, when the president of the Canadian Landmine Foundation suggested we try to get General Dallaire and a senior cabinet minister or two. I'm so out of my league here, it's not even funny. But they've offered a lot of support, so hopefully it turns out well. It's (tentatively) not until March 1st, so I should have plenty of time to sort out the details

I'm in town for a few more days, and will be returning to Calgary on the 22nd. If I get a chance to do a chapter of Geriatica tomorrow, I will. But otherwise, it'll have to wait until I'm back from Cuba. If you want a souvenir (something cheap yet entertaining) post a comment and I'll see what I can do.

Best of luck to those of you still writing exams. And if you are still writing exams, then stop reading this blog immediately and get back to work, slacker.