This post is about Lost and/or

If you have NOT watched this week's Lost, git out of here--RIGHT NOW!!!!

The central issues I blogged about, whilst drunk, still stand. Each one of the Losties is on my short list. I find it hard to root for anybody except Desmond, Hugo, Locke and maybe JUST MAYBE Sawyer.

But, this is the problem with a long narrative type show, like Lost. In order to keep things interesting, the writers must move the plot along. This is usually done one of two ways, 1. character development 2. plot development. Lost is a blend of both. Which is great. Except every time a character develops, well, it is a result of some moral failing. They can be a bunch a dickweeds sometimes.

The plot advances are centered around a magical land of yore, AKA the island. Which in all honesty, I have a hard time following. But, I don't really care. I mean, doesn't Hawaii look so beautiful? We went to that island, Maui. Some of the places the characters have been, Mr. Hall and I have been. That trip was awesome, filled with all sorts of hotel sex.

Wait, no, I was talking about the show.

I think last season the show became very bloated with characters. I am glad to see a bunch of them developing nosebleeds. Weeds out the weak ones. I have never from DAY one enjoyed the man who sees the ghosts.





The red head (look up, she is right there) was cute but, must all the women be all science-y and tight and emotionally thin? It seems to be an archetype now a days in most movies/tv shows. When the character is a doctor/scientist/lawyer or what have you, she usually has incredible smarts but the huge emotional baggage that is evidenced by her display of being all badass and stand offish. GRRR!!!

YES KATE I AM LOOKING AT YOU!!!!


Again Kate, noone was there when you got off the plane because you have not made yourself available to anyone. Please fix this before you die an old lonely woman.

Wait, where was I going with this?

Well, I can't remember. Jebus. So, let's end with my personal connection with one of character's on lost.

For about ten years I had a best friend. Let's call her Sarah because that was her name. We bonded my first year in college and stayed together off and on for the next ten years. It was a bad relationship. She was downright mean and would rip me a new one every 6 months or so. She would accuse me of all sorts of selfish and ugly things. Some of them I actually did.

We were both daughters of emotionally unstable moms and didn't quite know how to forge a healthy adult female friendship. We were kind of like tiny carnivorous dinosaurs in that way. I did love her though. Not in the lesbian way. But the, she was my maid of honor at my wedding, but now I have no idea where she lives and this is kind of bittersweet and a relief at the same time kind of way. Chicks are so complicated, jeez!

Anyway, she was a woman of science and art, just like me.

She was in a band once, a band that booked gigs. She's a doctor now.

The band name . . . . . .


Faraday


Named after the same scientist that this character is named for. She was in this band a full 10 years before this show came out



Man he looks like a weasal huh? I do not trust the Faraday.

well, any thoughts on last's night episode can be left in the comments

HB2ME BTW! I am now 33 :)