sledge hammer!

i don't usually like to think about my childhood. it's wasn't a good time, even though there was nothing really wrong with it. but there is one thing that i like to think about - those weekend afternoons (can't remember the exact day, it has all been long ago) when, instead of going out to play, i sat on my unconfortable couch, hid the remote somewhere so my sis wouldn't stand a chance to snatch it from me, and watched one more episode of sledge hammer!

sledgehammer's plot is simple. there is this police detective, named sledge hammer (hence the series' title), who has this big .44 magnum gun, and the guy is deeply mad for it. mad enough, let's say, to have the gun on a pillow besides him in bed while he's sleeping, leaving his hot and sex-starved friend dori sleeping on the floor. man, he does everything with the damn gun. and he has his peculiar way to solve the cases he's investigating. note that peculiar here means with a lot of violence, guns'a'blazing, shrapnel and general mayhem.

to sum it up: it was fun. damn fun. they don't make tv series like that anymore.