Enough with the Desmond seeing into the future bullshit. It always makes for a lousy episode.
Best part of the episode: Jack and Sawyer’s ping pong game. “A lot of things have changed around here since you’ve been gone. How’s your backhand?”
Worst part of the episode: Mystery parachuter squeaking out Desmond’s name during the last 3 seconds of the show. Not Penny. Boo!
I do feel sorry for John Locke. Oh, and I suppose you should throw Jack into the mix too. It is nice to see Lost regain its footing as interesting television. I think the mid-season break destroyed any momentum the show had. Anyways back to the show.
Were they really going to let Jack off the island in a submarine? I doubt it. And Just when you think that The Others really aren’t that bad of people and that maybe they are the good guys, that’s when they drop the hammer on you. I knew Locke’s father would be in the box at the end of the episode. It’s one of those logical conclusions but I was really hoping they were going to show a time portal to Boston or the Arctic.
You know Locke’s father is with The Others. Right? We know that because Locke is the most played sucka on Lost. I’m looking forward to the rest of the season. Favorite characters right now:
Ben – I don’t think you could find a better villain on television. He’s sort of tragic but at the same whiney enough to hate.
Jack – For me the show has always been about Jack. Outside of Hurley, he has one of the most compelling back stories on the island.
Sayid – Terrific actor and another tragic back story. Not whiney like oh, Kate or Desmond or Charlie. Blugh.
Any ideas who they’re going to kill next week? It’s time for their yearly sacrifice? They like to tease the ladies with the ideas they are going to off Sawyer but that’s just to drive ratings. I think it’s Charlie’s time to go.
I knew I knew I knew I knew it! I mean come on. Jack goes to the line. Starts hollerin’. Michael comes stumbling out of the jungle. Comes back and causes hell. I called this one two weeks ago. You know who you are. Man, the last five minutes. Wow.
A new recap, but nonetheless a recap. Not watching it. This is all about ABC getting as many people on board before they finish up the season. ABC has been doing it with all their shows this week. Blech.
Rhen and I went to Woodlawn Cemetery yesterday afternoon for a delightful stroll amongst the headstones on such a fine spring day. The wind was up. Cool but offset by the warm sun. We started from my Grandmother’s section and made our way to the other side. The whole time Rhen was using my Dasani water bottle for a teether. After about 15 minutes of walking Rhen discovers gravity, big time. He keeps throwing the bottle on the ground and since we were going downhill, it would slide out in front of him, providing endless entertainment and wonder.
Being such a nice day and considering where we were, I just keep picking up the bottle and giving it back to him. I’m laughing too and cheering everytime Rhen throws it over. We had a great walk. The whispering pine trees, the warmth of the sun and me and Rhen laughing like loons.
In television land, Lost was a slow burn. Not reallly the high octane episdoes we’ve been treated to the last couple of weeks. The previews were worth it though. Michael comes back, says something about being able to take The Others. Jack wants the guns from Sawyer. Everyone is beating the war drums. Grey’s Anatomy was a repeat, but I missed Season 1 so they’re new to me and I need the background. I think O’Malley is my favorite character on that show. He’s a good guy.
Today looks to be a wet one. It’s good for the grass seed I planted over the weekend. It’s been blowing east ever since Sunday. We want a lush green lawn for Rhen to play in this summer. Oh yeah and finally after like, 10 years of owning dogs, we invested in a high end pooper scooper. Instead of letting piles of dog poop accumulate in our backyard through each season, we go out every day and pick it up. The Coonhound is very regular. Miles, not so much.
Another Wednesday night approaches and I’m anticipating another episode of–that’s right, you guessed it, Lost ! Even though I haven’t read a single BB on Lost this week, I’m predicting a dead, dead Hurley by episode’s end. Actually, I doubt it but I figure if I’m going to make a prediction I might as well go large. So, I’m guessing that tonight’s back story will be about Hurley. Before they kill him off.
Let’s talk about another television show that has swept me off my feet. It’s a little darling called, Grey’s Anatomy. Grey’s is to doctor shows what Ally McBeal was to lawyer shows. What makes Grey’s extra special for me, is that it’s the very first doctor show (outside of Scrubs), the very first serious doctor show that I’ve hooked into. I like it very much when the big equipment is rolled out and the big words fly. I’ve always been a fan of terminology. Not that it has replaced my undying devotion to Lost, but Grey’s does have higher body counts than Lost, which of course makes for higher chances of emotional outbursts, which is the only reason why I watch television.
Spring has made a pleasant return to our neck of the woods. Look at Rhen swing! We walked the yard and discovered tree bark and dog poop. Weekend plans involve a massive effort to beautify our yard. We’re buying weed killer. Even one of those little carts to spread seed and fertilizer. We mean business.
All is well. I’m not the biggest fan of spring but it is a step closer to summer, a season we can all agree upon as being a nice one. Especially Coonhound. He’s had a tough winter. Let it be summer soon, for his sake.
