Lost Again

This will probably be a short post. Since it's been a week or two, I wanted to mention that my infatuation with Lost continues. I'm half way through the third season now, and I find that I really need to watch two or three episodes a day. Over last weekend, when I was quite busy, I wasn't able to watch many episodes, and I found the need to watch scratching at the back of my mind. I'm terribly anxious to get through all the current episodes— if for no other reason than finally being able to have full and unguarded conversations with my friends.

I will venture that third season is so far my least favored. As I explained to Pat the other day, in first season I got to know a large cast of characters, and my heart seems to only have room for them. I don't care for the Others, and every scene with them seems like a waste of time to me. That said, I do enjoy the character of Ben, as he is so wonderfully evil. I also enjoy a few other characters that have joined the cast since the early days, Desmond specifically. I also quite enjoyed Mr Eko... until he died.

Over the weekend I had a protracted conversation with a few people that I worked with a long time ago. For some fool reason I even asked about attending one of the regular lunches they all meet up at. It seems that the retirees and other former employees of the company I used to work for here in San Bernardino meet once a month. My friend Lee Ann invited me to attend a couple months ago, but I was too embarrassed to accept the invitation then. Now I feel that it might be fun to catch up with everyone. We'll see, eh? I'm sure to write about it in a few weeks.

Well, that's about it for tonight. No more apologies from me about length or missing days. I really enjoy posting in this blog, but I refuse to make myself feel hostage to it. See you again soon!

"I think TV promulgates the idea that good art is just art which makes people like and depend on the vehicle that brings them the art."— David Foster Wallace