In my February 14th post on 24, I wrote the following:

On to Mook’s new theory. Mook believes that the mugging of Lynn McGill (Sean Astin) by his sister and her druggie co-conspirator is all a ruse to get access to McGill’s CTU key card. During the mugging, we see the assailant rifle through McGill’s wallet – pocket a wad of cash and his key card. It all looks like a legitimate act of desperation among two dope fiends. Mook believes it’s actually a set-up to get access to that card – thereby allowing the terrorists to sneak a canister of Sen-Tox into CTU. Hey, if every Tom, Dick and Osama can just waltz right into CTU, why not a guy with a canister of Sen-Tox. I think there may be some merit to this. Alas, poor Edgar, we knew you well.

On Monday March 6th at 6:49 p.m. PT, Edgar Stiles permanently logged off and shuffled onward to the great server farm in the sky. Cause of death – exposure to lethal Sen-Tox nerve gas unleashed in his place of employment – CTU Los Angeles.

On another site, Mookadamus predicts tough times ahead for Lorelai. (And with that, a chill courses through the Gilmore gaggle )

So this week we had two eps back-to-back – no doubt to free up some prime time real estate next week as Fox, in an unprecedented move, looks to begin broadcasting American Idol eight days a week.

1. Slightly ticked at being left for dead, the Jack Bauer Power Hour rages this week – as Jack reaches deep into his bag of tricks and attempts to coerce info out of the cornered Henderson – whom he surprises at his plush digs. Of course, this is Jack ‘Get Me a Hacksaw’ Bauer, so instead of directing his attentions towards Henderson, he ends up busting a cap in Henderson’s wife’s leg. As unpredictable as that was, Henderson’s refusal to divulge any information following the shooting, thoroughly chilled Jack to the bone.

2. So Kim Bauer is back. Instead of toting along a cougar, she arrives hand-in-hand with C. Thomas Howell. Showing up with Pony Boy in tow? Man, does this chick ever cease jumping that shark?

3. Mr. C’s arrival brought a smile to my face. To the litany of 80’s refugees I listed a few weeks back, please add Soul Man.

4. How stupid could Lynn McGill’s druggie sis and her lothario be? High on the news that the CTU key card they just posted on Craigslist had found a buyer (Vlad Bierko trumped Victor Drazen by mere minutes) – they were making plans for their next big score. Ten minutes and two bullets later, they were left slumped on the floor, their precious key card now in the hands of the baddies. When dealing with these megalomaniacal types ya’ really need to be a big picture personality and see all the angles. These terrorists are soooooo shady sometimes.

5. Finally we come to the sad passing of Mumbles Menin… errrr, Edgar. It’s a tribute to the show-runners, that they could off one of the least likable good guys – and almost elicit a tear from me.

6. That was a nice touch by the producers – leading us out of this hour with the trademark clock countdown (Ker-PLUNK Ker-PLUNK Ker-PLUNK) rendered silent. A nice tribute to our portly pal.

Next week, Simon’s all catty, Randy calls me ‘Dawg’ and Paula downs a 5th of Stoli.

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