MICH and I spent the whole of last afternoon in silence, watching Chuck . Not that we had fought or anything but we were just paying some serious attention to our idea of god's gift to women in action. And then, she broke the silence. "You think we can be good spies together ?," Mich asked. "Maybe. But we'd still need Chuck. We don't have the Intersect," I replied. We don't know Kung Fu. Neither can we Flash like Chuck nor Zoom like Morgan. "Hmm, true. We need Chuck," she agreed. We watched two more episodes after that in silence and sudden laughter. Like his million or so other fans, I love Chuck Barstowki. We love Chuck. He's the new James Bond in the spy world. A geek you can't help falling in love with. And he can make you wanna work in a place like Buy More, which is probably equivalent to the electronics and home appliances section of a Harvey Norman store. We're now in the middle of the show's final season a...
a blog about small things with big value