I used to hate spies until I saw Burn Notice. Whenever it was on, I would leave everything pending. There would be no games, comics, nor Spartan glory. My eyes would be glued to the TV searching for the airtime it would show on USA. I relied on others to bring snacks to watch the show with. I avoided my girlfriend. I would make up any excuse when any of my friends would ask how I’ve been. I wanted to watch the episodes undisturbed. The same tactics were applied to my family (barring real emergencies). Until the show was over, I wasn’t going anywhere.