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(04/10/09 8:31am)
Seriously, that’s what I’m calling Lost from now on: The Ben Show. Time and again, he has duped us (think Henry Gale and the Hot-Air Balloon… which sounds like an awesome fantastic amalgam of Harry Potter with Harold and the Purple Crayon), thrilled us (well, maybe just me; I find him deliciously diabolical), and pissed us off (especially when threatening Penny’s life), but he has never, ever bored us. And in last night’s episode, he even went as far as to provide us with a few private insights into the dark, dark intricacies of his multifarious soul.
(04/03/09 3:15am)
5.11 “Whatever Happened, Happened”
(03/26/09 1:00pm)
5.9 "Namaste" & 5.10 “He’s Our You”
(03/06/09 12:08pm)
So I experienced some mild flatulence of the brain during the first 10 minutes of this episode, which picked up right where we’d left off with Sawyer and Co. at the end of “This Place is Death,” as they stood over the ground where the well that Locke shimmied down had not yet been. (As though we had just pressed pause on them while Locke was gallivanting about California and Santo Domingo, getting propositioned and thwarted and killed and all other manner of unfortunate things. And then there was that whole conspiratorial business with Plane Crash 2.0. So, yeah, a lot has happened since then.)
(02/27/09 12:49pm)
5.7 “The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham”
(02/21/09 12:14am)
5.6 “316”
(02/13/09 2:00am)
5.5 “This Place Is Death”
(02/06/09 9:26am)
5.4 “The Little Prince”
(01/30/09 5:49am)
5.3 "Jughead"
(01/23/09 8:28am)
5.1 “Because You Left” & 5.2 “The Lie”
(11/12/08 5:00am)
I must confess that I have a minor character blip. I know, I know. I can hardly believe it either. Most of the time, I'm able to manageably suppress it from my self-conscious awareness. Other times, I can even temporarily overcome it to a passable degree. But then there are those other other times, when I'm feeling particularly vulnerable, that it becomes hard to ignore all the signs loudly proclaiming that I... have a speech impediment.
(10/29/08 4:00am)
I hate generalizations," this kid I went to high school with was always particularly fond of saying. "They're stupid."
(10/15/08 4:00am)
To celebrate the official commencement of Fall Break last Saturday, I awoke from a delightful afternoon nap with every intention of accomplishing nothing for the rest of the day-only to discover that sometime in the two hours I had been unconscious, my Internet access had packed its proverbial bags and vacated my apartment. And judging from the pointless tussle I had with the tangle of wires, router and modem left behind, it definitely wasn't coming back.
(10/01/08 4:00am)
Early Monday classes make me crabby, which was unfortunate for the girl sitting next to me this past Monday. She seemed harmless enough, until she reached elbow-deep into the bottomless bulges of her tote bag and began hauling out what appeared to be the contents of her entire dorm room.
(09/17/08 4:00am)
On the rare occasion that my best friend and I stop spinning in the whirlwind of our respective post-high school worlds long enough to sit down and have a phone conversation, our trip down memory lane ultimately detours into this area known as Present Time, where we try to provide each other with as much direction as possible but never quite end up at the same place. So we settle for telling immaterial little anecdotes, compelled by the self-prescribed belief that attentiveness to such details demonstrates the sincerity of our efforts to preserve our special connection.
(09/03/08 4:00am)
While my peers were actively engaged in bettering the world this past summer, fighting disease and social injustice alike, I was busy knocking over blind people.
