For sumi:
My name is Sydney Bristow. Seven years ago I was recruited by a secret branch of the CIA called SD-6. I was sworn to secrecy, but I couldn't keep it from my fiancé. And when the head of SD-6 found out, he had him killed. That's when I learned the truth : SD-6 is not part of the CIA, I've been working for the very people I thought I was fighting against. So, I went to the only place that could help me take them down. Now I'm a double agent for the CIA, where my handler is a man named Michael Vaughn. Only one other person knows the truth about what I do - another double agent inside SD-6. Someone I hardly know : my father.
The following takes place between 12:00 a.m. and 1:00 a.m. on the day of the California Presidential Primary.
I still hear the second part in my head.
Steve Austin, Astronaut. A man barely alive...Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to make the world's first bionic man. Steve Austin will be that man. Better than he was before, stronger, faster...
I guess the Brady Bunch is too much singing?
David Hasselhof used to be young. Weird.
I just found Google Sets. It's interesting ...
I introduced Julia to
The Brady Bunch,
today. It was the one where Mike installs a pay phone in the house, because the kids are always tying up the phone. She thought it was hysterical. When it was over, she promptly dug out a handful of dolls, named them all for the Brady family, and played Brady Bunch for about an hour.