LOST follow-up blog...

you asked for it! you got it! (and, when i say "you" i'm talking about you, mel) it's a LOST follow-up blog after watching the season premiere last night. basically, it's like this...

i have no freaking idea what's going on.

i s'pose they're going with the parallel universe theory...? but i don't know if the two parallel universes will remain separate, or whether they will somehow intersect as the series winds down...?

have you noticed how often i use the word, "somehow" whenever i'm writing about LOST??? lol! puzzled as i am, though, i am still so much more than happy to just sit back in my chair and say, "wait, what?!?!?!" because i'm sure the men and women behind the scenes of the best show in the history of television are going to blow me away a few more times in the next few months...

i often disagree with robert bianco of the usa today, but i think he really nailed how i feel in his column this morning...

'...once you got past the fun of seeing the characters in their "original" states, you probably realized the people on that plane were not the people we've come to care about. Those people are back on the island: the Jack who's lost his hardened certainty, the Kate who's more open and giving, the Sawyer who sees people rather than con-man marks. They're on the hero's journey to redemption, and one way or another, they have to complete it.

How that happens, none of us can know. All we can know is that it's a waste of time and pleasure to let your fears about the eventual destination overwhelm the joys of the journey.

Enjoy the ride, leave the steering to the captain, and wait and see what's next.'


the five things i fell in love with today...

1) freakin' hurley!!! he's about thirty-two different shades of awesome!
2) an hour and a half SNOW DELAY this morning!!!! w'hooooooooo!!!
3) being very grateful that the train station didn't explode at four a.m. today...

last night i went to bed immediately after seeing on the news that government officials feel an attempted terrorist attack is "certain" to happen on our soil in the next six months. and then, slightly after 4, i heard a huge noise off in the distance-- BAM! whoooshhhhhhhhhh!!! ...BAM!!! whooooshhhhhhhhhh!!!! ...BAM!!! whoooshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

honestly, i just started praying, thinking that something horrible might have happened at the train station or in downtown white plains, somewhere. kind of scary, really-- well, no, very frightening, actually-- until i looked out the window to see ...a snow plow.

4) giving credit where credit is due.
5) the thought that in my parrallel universe, i might be a steroid-free hall of fame third baseman for the new york mets, smooching anne hathaway, and under strict doctor's orders to consume one pint of rocky road haagen dazs a day.

song of the day...
"mr. plow" by homer simpson... "call mr. plow! that's my name! that name again is mr. plow!"

movie of the day...
"donnie darko"