Lost
This is a list of posts tagged with Lost.
Annual jam
I found myself blasting thru my Pearl Jam catalog yesterday starting at work, continuing on the drive home and a late evening completion. Interrupted only by a break for Lost, natch. It reminded me of the posts I wrote last year about PJ and my subsequent calling out by PJ zealots on some message board.
So, I looked in the archives and wouldn’t you know that it was a year and a day since I posted the infamous Pearl Jam = Crap post. Weird.
Oh… and I skipped No Code.
Lost: One of Us
It bears repeating here since this is how my comments have been going lately, but Juliet is “now my favorite island hottie by far, but she did make me puke in my mouth a little bit by being in bed with Goodwin.”
Read the rest of my more intelligent — maybe — comments on this episode over on The Ed Zone.
Lost: Left Behind
If you read the previous Aside, I go on about the Women of Lost. Well, this episode features a little mud wrestling between Kate and Juliet… Mmm… what was I saying?
Lost: Expose
You know, I think I probably sound like a major, drooling fanboy in going on about the Women of Lost — yeah, sounds like a layout in a bunny mag — but, killing off Nikki was both brilliant and gutt wrenching… well, that general area anyway…
Lost: The Man From Tallahassee
Okay, you know I haven’t been doing a good job keeping up with my blog or others when you realize two weeks later that you didn’t read a post you were about to comment on…
Anyway, my comments on the Locke-centric episode are on The Ed Zone.
Lost: Par Avion
Man, Claire was looking mighty fine with that black dye job. I actually forgot to comment on her flashback in my comments on Ed’s post, but it was sort of fluffy. I mean, we all figured out she was Jack’s half-sister in Ana Lucia’s flashback, right?
Lost: Enter 77
Certainly one of the stronger flashbacks of this season, right up there with Desmond and Juliet’s. For the rest of my thoughts, check out Ed’s post over on The Ed Zone.
Lost: Tricia Tanaka is Dead
Laughed ridiculously hard when Mr. Clucks was obliterated, but otherwise, this episode was mediocre at best. Here are my comments on Ed’s post.
Tellyman returns
Not really, no.
Well, not in so much a way as before?
Ah, who cares, it is just a post about some televisionic observations I have had of late (and maybe later…).
So, I was watching Heroes last night, which has been so very good the past three epsiodes, and NBC is running ads for their newest show sure to fail, Raines. Now, was the pitch for this show something along the lines of “let’s put Medium, Tru Calling and The Ghost Whisperer in the blender and sprinkle with a little bit of Monk… oh, and we’ll get Jeff Goldblum!” Really?
Anyone else watching The Black Donnelly’s? I feel compelled to watch, you know, as an Irishman… yeah. Well, if you are, do we really need Joey Ice Cream as a narrator? The sudden insertion of himself into a scene, with subsequent character reaction, is unnecessary and seems forced as a way to try and distinguish the storytelling as unique or different. The story being told does the job just fine… which is to say, mediocre at best. Not sure this one is going to fair much better than Studio 60.
Speaking of which, I’ll be sorry to see Studio 60 go. It was good enough t... Continue reading »
Year in consumables: 2006 games
Promises, promises…
You know, I said I’d have this posted by March first, but things got out of hand at work this week due to Daylight Savings Time. You know about that, right? Well, work got in the way of proper sleep, television viewing — ‘cept Lost and Heroes — and blogging.
So, I won’t bore you with the details of that, but instead bore you with the third and final installment of my 2006 Year in Consumables series. You can read the music and movie posts in the archives.
By my count, I have rocked se7en games on the 360 this year. Okay, it was really ten, but demos of Contra and the tarted up Pac-Man from the XBL Arcade and Hexic HD do not count. I even wrote some reviews — really more like ... Continue reading »








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