Sorry. I realized over the weekend that there were a few things I had forgotten to do before I started this blog. The first was to introduce myself to the people who aren't already familiar with me:

Hello. My name is Michael Shanks. I am an actor.

I am an extremely sarcastic person. Meaning, that everything I say should be taken with a large grain - if not a huge boulder - of salt. I realize that sarcasm doesn't necessarily translate to the written word as well as it does the spoken. Such is life. Tough noogies. I am also an incredibly self-deprecating person. So much so in fact, that if you never hear me praise anything I do, it is because I regard most of what I do as un-praiseworthy. Meaning, I regard what I do as crap, for the most part, and not worth dissecting. I, of course, am not referring to the projects as a whole, because that is a commentary on others; I am referring to my role and worth within those projects.

On the other hand, I am blessed with a wonderful life, career, friends and work relationships that constantly have to deal with me as I struggle to find the worth that will allow me to contribute something positive in a collaborative way. Bless the people that have to deal with my crap. At the same time, the standard that I hold myself to I also hold to the world around me. Which means, it's all subject to my opinion and/or my standard, which is also my benchmark for the world around me. Basically, what I'm saying is that I am colossally flawed, so if you don't like my opinions, exercise your freedoms and disagree. Or, quite frankly, don't read any further, as that is also your right.

All that being said up front, now here are a few of my opinions on the week of television that I have been privy to in TV land (this is what this is about, after all):

Episode 22 of 24 was pretty damn good. My story line was, quite frankly, miniscule relative to the entire show. I watched it as a viewer, basically thinking that I wish I had been more involved in the action-based story line that was (in my opinion) for more compelling and defining than what was happening back at Mark Bishop's apartment. What we were doing in that story line was a bit distracting to the overall drama that people were tuning in to the show for. At the same time, I had a wonderful time with both cast and crew filming those scenes that I have rarely experienced. I remain incredibly grateful for the time spent in that world. Great crew, great cast, great people.

As for the Stargate SG-1 episode that airs on Friday: wow, not so good. The people involved - cast, crew, writers, etc - as always, fantastic. The episode not one of my favorites. Shooting it was great, as one of the highlights was actually working (for a change) with my costar, Ben Browder. We often joke that for some reason, since he joined the show, we haven't been allowed in the same room, let alone the same scene together. We enjoy working with each other, and this is one of the few times we have been allowed to interact on any level. This moment, unfortunately, proved fleeting, because in the movies we are shooting, more of the same. Don't ask me the reason why, because we are both at a loss. Maybe it's because the TPTB feel that the audience will become confused: I'm the one wearing the glasses; he's got the southern drawl (although, he's apparently from Kansas). Go figure.

Anyhow, I do know that there is something like 22 extra minutes of the episode that ended up on the cutting-room floor. That's amazing, given a 44-minute delivery time. However, in my opinion, it weakens the overall impact of the episode. It seems to vacillate between being serious and/or comedic in a very strange way. And, for the first time in a while, I can honestly say that it renders my performance appalling. Note that when Daniel goes off the deep end to the hostages - something completely out of his character and purposely meant as such - there is a missing scene in between there that helped make the outburst a little more sensible. I'm not making any apologies or passing blame, but the inclusion of that would have made it all jive more. Such is the nature of episodic television, in which sometimes you just have to put it out there and, as Andy Mikita says, "just see what falls off the truck." Not overall one of our stronger offerings, but such is life.

On a separate note, this was also the episode we were filming when we found out the series had been cancelled. Who knows if that affected the overall focus of the human beings involved?! Again, not making excuses, but ya catch my drift? Tough noogies.

Wow, that was incredibly earnest and responsible of me. I'll have to remember to be more irreverent and sarcastic in the future. I blame it on my being between movies, at home and playing "daddy day care." My lovely wife is off filming the Lifetime Channel movie Killer Eyes on Vancouver Island, which puts me home alone with the kids.

Love her. Come home soon! Then we can both get back to being more irreverent and self-deprecating than this chapter seems to demonstrate.

As always, mean what you say, and (damn it!) say what you mean. I promise to get back to that next week.