'Tis a sad, sad day!

Today, marks the death of Michael.........Scofield! I know there are two Michaels' that signify death on this grievous day, but i cant remember the other Michael as well as i do - the brother, friend, uncle, father and husband...Michael J Scofield! Prison Break came into our homes like a cute, adorable orphan child...we would boast about it to friends, family and even share fond memories about milestones 2 seasons ago...alas, Winter brought a somewhat cheerful but heartsick end today...yup, the grand finale of a once brilliant television serial ( We're a few months behind the States i think but it was worth the wait).
Even though Prison Break became sickening after a while and all you had to do was think 'worst case' scenario to figure out the next episode, it still made you feel good about waking up every morning and thinking "thank god i don't have that homophile brotherly love Linc and Michael share". The show was casted perfectly with migrants you may have known but had to squint to remember exactly where your memoirs first met! Before Prison Break, Dominic Purcell (Lincoln Burrows) was just a dood (that's how i spell dude) with a 'Benvolio' shirt battling the once black - Wesley Snipes in 'Blade'.
Anyway, the show had to come to an end sometime...i mean who would want to watch Michael, Sarah and their kid running from social services (The Government) - i mean what kinda parenting skills is that? I have to admit the thing that still gets me is, these folk were always running - how in the world did they have time to sleep together to have this little ankle-biter? I know this blog rambles on, kinda like the Prison Break serial...but that was the effect i was going for - not my best work...but i just needed to get it off my chest, like a tattoo removed from skin (get it?). Till next time...Adios Papi!