<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:21:05.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bree's LOST blog</title><subtitle type='html'>"Do you think I did it on purpose? I was sailing for two and half weeks, bearing due West and making 9 knots. I should have been in Fiji in less than a week. But the first piece of land I saw wasn't Fiji, was it? No. No, it was here -- this, this island. And you know why? Because this is it. This is all there is left. This ocean and this place here. We are stuck in a bloody snow globe. There's no outside world. There's no escape. So, just go away, huh. Let me drink." ~"Live Together, Die Alone"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-4410710086947238287</id><published>2010-02-18T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T10:44:38.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This was sent to me by a coworker who copied it from a message board. We've been going over its merits and shortcomings all morning. Let me know your thoughts. (Spelling errors and run on sentences, etc. not my own. OBVI.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not sure if this has been mentioned already but in my opinion MIB can only leave the Island when there are no further candidates remaining on the Island. As per the names written in the cave, there were six active candidates(Lotto numbers), however some like Locke and perhaps Claire are already dead. Once all the candidates die, there are no more chess pieces left, meaning no more pieces for the white team Jacob. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long as Jacob was alive, he could continue to recruit  new candidates, meaning the chess game would continue over and over again with a new game for each batch of candidates who arrived on the island. That is perhaps why MIB was so unhappy about seeing the new recruits come to the island via the black rock. By killing Jacob, MIB could insure that once and for all, there would not be any more candidates coming to the island, being recruited by Jacob. Now, all MIB has to do is eliminate the remaining pieces. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rules says that MIB cannot kill any candidates directly. You are a candidate if Jacob at some point in your life physically made contact with you. That is why, when Locke came face to face with the Smokey early on in the show, he was not and could not be killed by it. What MIB has to do is find a way of having the candidates eliminate each other. By having candidates such as Sayed or Claire die due to the act of other mortals, the MIB could infect them  and have them kill the other candidates/pieces. That is why Jacob told Hurley to rush back to the temple so Sayed could be healed and not be infected by MIB. Also that is why the temple people wanted Jack to kill Sayed before he could kill the rest of the candidates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course, Flocke may attempt to convince Sawyer who has not died or infected to simply try to kill the rest of the candidates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will let Danielle extrapolate upon her theory of why there are only men on the current candidate list and the significance of Bloody Boy in the Woods, and pose these questions: what if Locke has been "infected" (or at least "influenced") by Smokey since the beginning of the show? Perhaps MIB fixed Locke's legs to try to get him on his team from the start? How does Locke's backgammon explanation to Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaalt about the "one light side, one dark side" play into everything? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are only 12 episodes left?!!!!!!!!!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-4410710086947238287?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/4410710086947238287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=4410710086947238287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/4410710086947238287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/4410710086947238287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2010/02/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-5988962778735037065</id><published>2010-02-09T14:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:19:20.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lied</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, I lied. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the thing: I have no idea what's going on on this show. As I've been playing with my writing blocks, building epic &lt;em&gt;castles&lt;/em&gt; out of them, I realized that all I could really offer would be a glorified recap. And, truthfully, &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/package/0,,20313460,00.html"&gt;Doc Jensen &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/index.html"&gt;Kristin&lt;/a&gt; do that so much better than I. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, truthfully, the pressure to just bust out an analysis is a little overwhelming. As is &lt;em&gt;the rest of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I debated just closing the doors and closing down the blog, but that wouldn't be fair to you, my faithful followers. And since I'm still supremely invested in the show and how it will all come to an end, I'd love to hear from you. So instead of just turning out the lights on breegetslost, I've decided to keep it open as a forum for all of us to discuss our theories, opinions, etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know, it's a cop-out. &lt;em&gt;I'm so busy, I don't have time, I'm tired&lt;/em&gt;: boo hoo. I get it, I'm lame. But I feel like this is a happy medium. And once life slows down, and when all is said and done, my plan to go back to the beginning and start all over. So someday, there WILL be a recap of ALL of the shows. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until then, my friends, namaste. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-5988962778735037065?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/5988962778735037065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=5988962778735037065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5988962778735037065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5988962778735037065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-lied.html' title='I lied'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2944740749996156551</id><published>2010-02-04T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:46:40.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I promise it's coming. Please be patient.  It will be rewarded.  I've only just recently cleaned my brains off the wall behind my couch after Tuesday's premiere. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2944740749996156551?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2944740749996156551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2944740749996156551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2944740749996156551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2944740749996156551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-promise.html' title='I Promise'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8263787624398482155</id><published>2009-04-06T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:46:19.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Our You/What Happened, Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At this point, I'm sure my apologies are falling on deaf ears. But if you ONLY KNEW the week I had, I'm sure you could find it in your cold, blackened hearts to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I'm waaay behind on the one true love in my life, (sorry, Ian, but I've accepted that I'll always be #2 to BSG, so you'll have to accept that LOST comes first), I'll apologize in advance for my condensed recaps of the Sayid-centric "He's Our You," and last week's magnificent, Kate-centric "What Happened, Happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Dive in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After busting a cap in some Unknown's a**, Sayid meets Ben in the alley somewhere in uh...Russia? (It's been two weeks, give me a break), where Ben tells him, "That's all, folks!" Killing in the name of protecting the Left-Behinders has come to a close. Move on with your life, Sayid. But, see, that's the thing: all his life, Sayid has only ever been a killer. Enter self-realization guilt. Whilst Sayid drinks away said guilt, he gets chatted up by some hottie all up in his bidness, then they go get it on, and she BEATS THE CRAP OUT OF HIM and we realize (and by "we" I mean "Sayid" since we all recognized Ilana from Ajira flight 316) that this chick is a bounty hunter who has tracked Sayid down for the murder of That Guy on the Golf Course, and is delivering him to said Guy's family to answer for said cold-blooded murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony/coincidence/luck has never bothered our favorite Iraqi before, but as he boards the plane with Crazy Ass Bounty Hunter, he notices his fellow O6ers, and begs to take the next plane. No such luck, Sayid, no such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, let's fast-forward a bit. Sayid gets to Island, circa 1977. Runs into Jin and Dharma peeps. Is mistaken for a hostile. Thrown in jail cell. Is given a tuna sandwich by 12-year old Ben. Argues with Sawyer, king of Dharmaville over whether or not to run away, leave, and never return. Doesn't. Gets tortured by Hippie Guy With Drugs Who Lives In a Tent. Says he's from the future, and pisses off the Dharma peeps. Gets all "gonna-bust-you,-Ben's-dad-you-best-watch-yo'self." Gets broken out of jail by Ben in return for his promise to deliver him to the Others. Ben and Sayid flee into Jungle. Get stopped by Jin. Puts ninja moves on Jin, rendering him unconscious. Shoots Ben, runs into jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, HE KILLED BEN! (That bastard! Ha. Sorry. Wrong show.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for that stipulation by Faraday not to eff with events that already occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "He's Our You" aired, I was fully onboard with Doc Jensen's theory, recapped (sans crazy ramblings, as he is wont to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What if Young Ben neither lives nor dies in this episode but instead...falls into a coma? What if the rest of season 5 proceeds with the tension of knowing (and worrying) that should Ben die, history-negating paradox may occur? [...] What if the final season of &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt; will tell the story of the all-new, all-different, Ben-free history of the castaways, which will include a moment where Jack and Sayid find ''one of them'' in Rousseau's nets, and when they go and investigate, they will find a guy that they don't recognize, a guy who will call himself ''Henry Gale,'' a guy who was always meant to be on the Island and rule the Others instead of Ben, a guy we know as...John Locke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creepy, huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you love it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So this past week's Kate-centric "What Happened, Happend" showed us, exactly, what happened to the-child-after-whom-I-did-NOT-name-my-own-child. It seems the long-speculated-upon helicopter whisper from Sawyer to Kate was, as most predicted, a plea to check in on his daughter, Clementine. And surprise! You know Clem's mom! And surprise again! You'll end up being BFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her blunt manner, Dimples (Cassidy) tells Freckles (Kate) that Aaron is currently filling the void Sawyer left when he leapt from the "airpane." (Ian, to his chagrin, has yet to teach our son the difference between fixed-wing and rotor aircraft.) Um, ok, but the fierceness with which Kate loves that kid is almost tangible. I buy into Cassidy's theory just slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask? Here's why: When Kate was saying goodbye to sleeping Aaron--she MEANT it. Her "bye-bye, Baby" almost sent me into convulsions. And it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; made up for the feeling of wanting to smack the I-can't-decide-juice-or-milk kid. (Juice, kid. Juice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while Sawyer later claims that he's grown up a lot in the three years since Kate and Co. left the  building, I'll also wager that Kate's done a bit of maturing, as well. Her maternal instinct, (so we'll call it, since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;, Aaron's not her kid) has kicked in, in full. And although she knows who Ben will grow up to be, she, like Juliet (to whom I'm starting to feel more and more attached--I'll be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt; if, according to rumor, they kill her off at the end of the season), can't stand by and watch an innocent child suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only remaining question is this: Was Sayid having an off-night? He's had no problem with his aim heretofore. Or would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Island&lt;/span&gt; not let Ben die? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I vote for a Hurley-Miles spin off!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8263787624398482155?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8263787624398482155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8263787624398482155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8263787624398482155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8263787624398482155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-our-youwhat-happened-happened.html' title='He&apos;s Our You/What Happened, Happened'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3849814828704127727</id><published>2009-03-22T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:33:31.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Namaste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick hits, because I barely have time to BREATHE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must be getting on in my old age, because I just realized that Sun and Co. didn't land in 1977 like the others. Well, not THE Others, but you know, those other people. Good lord, this could get confusing quickly. Why didn't Sun and Ben (and Locke, too, I suppose) disappear off of Ajira 316 and land in 1977? Um...I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creepy Christian Shepherd is hangin' in 2007, site of the recently blown-up-by-freighter-mercenaries Dharma neighborhood. WHY IS THIS GUY EVERYWHERE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b105438_gotta_run.html"&gt;Before abandoning us to go have a baby&lt;/a&gt; (lame excuse), Kristin &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b105429_will_there_be_big_season-ending_lost.html"&gt;let it slip&lt;/a&gt; that LOST will be featuring a WEDDING close to or during the season finale this year. Place your bets: I'm going with Jim and Juliet. Suck it, Kate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy named her baby Ethan. I'm assuming this ends up being the same Ethan that later kidnaps pregnant Claire, leaves Charlie hanging from a tree, recruits Juliet to the Island, and eventually gets shot by Charlie (not in tree). And Juliet helped bring that little bundle 'o joy into the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe it's me, but I'm getting a little frustrated with the characters on this show who get the most basic answers to HUGE questions, and don't seem all too interested in ASKING FOLLOW UP QUESTIONS!! Example: When Sawyer mentions Faraday's Rules for Living in the Past, Jack asks, "Faraday? He's still here?" Sawyer replies, "Not anymore." And the convo is finished! Infuriating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the plane was crashing, did anyone else notice that the automated voice was spouting off the numbers?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ha. "Based on your aptitude tests, you'll be doing janitorial work." Good to know that medical school can get you far in life, Jack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sawyer/James/Jim (I'm not a fan of these characters having multiple names...like this show isn't confusing enough!) called Kate...well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Kate&lt;/span&gt;. He's only ever called her by her real name when things aren't going well. Where's the love, Sawyer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next week's "He's Our You" is Sayid-centric. Hopefully, life will slow down a bit before then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3849814828704127727?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3849814828704127727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3849814828704127727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3849814828704127727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3849814828704127727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/03/namaste.html' title='Namaste'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-433515748080041613</id><published>2009-03-09T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:07:23.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LaFleur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, I suck. Get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK, so anyway, last Thursday's Sawyer-centric "LaFleur" was LEAPS and BOUNDS ahead of its weekly predecessor, "316." There was romance, action, suspense, humor, intrigue (obvi), and, holy crap, AN ANSWER OR TWO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to Locke locking (haha, me funny) the wheel in place, the Left-Behind-ers are no longer skipping through time like a stone across the placid lake surface (heeee-ey, girlfriend's gettin' all poetic!). They have finally come to a rest--and as Daniel (still mourning the loss of Red) says, "the record is no longer skipping. We're just on the wrong song." So instead of Maroon 5, we're kickin' it to Geronimo Jackson. On their way back to the beach, (quote of the night goes to Miles for his stunning insight: "...[and] when you get [to the beach], you'll want to go back to the Orchid again, and when that gets boring, we can head back to the beach. It's the only 2 plans you people have.") they run across a damsel in distress. The Hostiles have already managed to kill Paul, and are on their way to doing the same to Amy when Sawyer steps in with his trusty rifle to lend a hand. After he and Juliet take them out, a fearful Amy blathers on about burying the bodies to uphold the pact, blah, blah, blah, then gives the old fake-out at the sonic fence. When the crowd comes to, Sawyer has adopted the story that the group is shipwrecked, and his name is LaFluer. Jim LaFluer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sawyer's epic narrative is basically based on the fact that now that the whole time travelling thing has run its' course, they'll just wait the 30 years it will take for the rest of the crew to get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of crazy leadership is that?! Jack would NEVER do something like that! Pshaw. 30 years, my foot. I'd leave your ass, and make my way back to the beach. (Which, as Miles noted is always Plan B.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juliet's feeling the same way too, ready to take the next sub outta CrazyTown, but Sawyer looks at her all nice-like and she decides to stay for two weeks. Meanwhile, 3 years later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...Sawyer, ahem, excuse me, Jim LaFleur, is now head of security for the Dharma Initiative, and Juliet's a mechanic. (Which was, obviously, her second choice after becoming a baby scientist doctor gal.) Oh, and they love each other. Suliet (followers of this blog have learned not to dub these two "Jawyer," for they run the risk of having their sexuality questioned...), in the past three years, have fallen in love, shacked up, and Sawyer has forgotten what old whatsherface even looks like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Except, oh yeah, she's back, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, THAT'S what she looks like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, she looks so good that Sawyer has to take his glasses off to make sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barf. OK, Damon. Kate loves Jack, and Sawyer loves Juliet. Let's just leave well enough alone, and NOT MESS WITH THIS, mmkay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ahhh... what else? Oh, lots of Egyptian symbology showing up. We got a glimpse of the 4-toed statue (at least, we're assuming so) from behind, and multiple sources are placing it in Egyptian mythology and drawing parallels between that and the hieroglyphics in the hatch, and on the timer, and on that map drawn on the door, and making all these connections that go way over my head. Please enlighten me if you have a theory on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next week is a repeat, s hopefully, y'all won't string me up when I don't post anything for a week or so. BUT, when LOST comes back in two weeks, we'll get some more Reiko, and some Young Ben! Namaste! (Which, by the by, is the name of the episode.) Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-433515748080041613?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/433515748080041613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=433515748080041613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/433515748080041613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/433515748080041613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/03/lafleur.html' title='LaFleur'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-5354147276614534762</id><published>2009-03-01T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:45:57.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham...</title><content type='html'>...was completely boring.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apologies for the tardiness of this recap. Things have been a bit crazy this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, it seems that I am in the minority on this one. I thought "The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham" pretty much gave us nothing that we didn't already know (or assume). Surprised when Locke showed up alive on the island after the Ajira Airways crash? Nope. And really, there wasn't all that much going on anyway. Locke goes to visit Sayid. Asks him to come back to the island. Sayid says no. Goes to visit Kate. Asks her to come back to the island. She says no. Wash, rinse, repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, I'm not even sure Locke dropped his pseudonym when he visited any of those people. So why the secrecy with his name? Why, when Walt visited Hurley in the institution last year, did he say "Why aren't we calling him by his real name" or something to that effect? Makes me think the producers didn't include ALL of Locke's journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the stuff they did include was rather boring, truth be told. Raise your hand if you really cared about what happened to Helen? Bueller..... Bueller.....? (Raise your hand if you even REMEMBER what she looked like!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did we get? Uh...Abaddon is the devil. Like, for real. Some sort of mythological character, ushering people to their deaths or something. Charles Widmore is a good guy, Ben is the bad guy? Or Ben is the good guy, and the Chuckster is evil? I don't know. Lapidus took off in an outrigger after Ajira crashed. Wanna bet Sun is with him? (There goes my theory that Cesar and Ilana, or so they're named, were the ones pursuing Sawyer and Co.!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after nothing happens, Locke tries to hang himself. Ben shows up just in time to talk him off the ledge, then kills him himself. Seemingly, as soon as Locke name dropped Eloise Hawking, Ben felt it necessary to strangle him. But other sources are going with the notion, that similar to Michael, the island won't let John commit suicide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. Boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's hoping that next week's "LaFleur" is a little bit more blog-worthy. I hope so! Reiko Aylesworth (a.k.a. Michelle Dressler from 24) starts her recurring character arc. Weeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-5354147276614534762?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/5354147276614534762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=5354147276614534762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5354147276614534762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5354147276614534762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-and-death-of-jeremy-bentham.html' title='The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-5530877664628350989</id><published>2009-02-19T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:49:38.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>316</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're baaaaaaa-ack. Months and months after we first heard bearded Jack screaming at Kate "We have to go baaaaack!" the O6ers (in one form or another) have finally made it back to the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's semi-Jack-centric episode, titled "316" for more than one obvious reason (more on that later), picked up right where we left off in last week's "This Place is Death": in the church above Ms. Hawking's secret lair, which we later find out to be an off-island Dharma station named "The Lamp-Post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, like everything else in LOST, the naming of this station is not random and coincidental. It has been largely speculated that the naming of this station is a nod to C.S. Lewis' (and no, I don't mean Charlotte Staples Lewis) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;, in which the lamp-post marks the return to Narnia. In Lewis' work, the lamp-post is the first thing the children see when they stumble out of the wardrobe and into the mythic world of Narnia. Similarly, when the children become lost (LOST!), the lamp-post serves to guide them back home. God, I love this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, Ben, Jack, Sun, and Desmond follow Ms. Hawking down to The Lamp-Post, where Ms. Hawking proceeds to spew her theories on how the O6ers can make it back to the island. She also gives us a few other goody tidbits: The Island &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was always moving&lt;/span&gt;. "Why do you think you were never rescued?" Ms Hawking, all-knowing, intones. Desmond, however, wants no part of it; as incredulous as he is that these fools want to go back to the island, he becomes even more enraged when Ms. Hawking has the audacity to suggest that he, too, will one day find himself back on the Island once again. His outburst "These people are just using us! They are playing some kind of game and we are just the pieces!" just before storming out in a huff prompts her ominous "The island isn't done with you yet, Desmond!" (Sidenote: I would love to see some blooper footage of this dramatic scene that involves Desmond getting knocked out or over by that swinging pendulum, because, clearly, that was all I was thinking about while he nonchanantly strode through the door, apparently oblivious to aforementioned pendulum.) Desmond's claim may not be far off-base, though, because seriously, how many times have we all been duped by these characters?! Ms. Hawking even says so herself when questioned by Jack as to whether or not Ben is telling the truth (in what I dub the Line of the Night): "Probably not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh! Ben is NEVER telling the truth! Example? OK! When Jack asks him, "How can you read?" whilst they're hurtling toward the time-jumping island (apparently now located near Guam), Ben cooly replies, "My mother taught me." Oh yeah, Ben? Your mother taught you?! The same mother WHO DIED WHILE GIVING BIRTH TO YOU? Is it physically impossible for Ben to tell the truth? Because I'm starting to be waaaaaay over this. Also, people are drawing many theories from what it actually was that Ben was reading on that flight. While Ben was turning the pages on James Joyce's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ulysses&lt;/span&gt;, based on the epic poem by Homer, "Odesseyus," in which an ill-fated sailor tackles many obstacles trying to make his way back home to his beloved wifey, Penelope (sound like anyone else we know?!),  LOST theorists were spinning their own thoughts, most of which were waaaay over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of Penny, what's she been up to? It would seem that Ben's ominous "I have to take care of some outstanding business" schtick would seemingly involve him making good on his promise to Chucky Widmore to bring Penny to a premature demise. Did things not go too well for him in that attempt, and was that why he was all banged up and sling-sporting on the plane, or did he, alternatively, have a run-in with Smokey? My bet is on the former...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other mysteries loom in this episode, too. Like for instance, how horrible a mother is Sun? Did she not just tell her daughter Ji-Yeon that she'd be home soon, then the next minute is hopping a plane to "Guam"? And speaking of horrible mothers, WTF is wrong with Kate? What did she do with/to Aaron? (My thinking is that she's all despondent-like because she found herself forced to drop him off with her mother, with whom she still has serious issues. Either that, or she tracked down Cassidy and Clementine, and is brooding over lost-love Sawyer again. MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND, WOMAN!) And really, Jack, were you just so absolutely not endeared by YOUR NEPHEW in the least, that if Kate agreed to have sex with you, you'd totally honor her request to never ever ever ask about Aaron? You're such a putz, I swear. Also, how did Hurley and Sayid know about the plane? How did Hurley get out of jail in time to get on the plane? And even though Ben's response to Jack's inquiry about what would happen to the rest of the passenger's on the plane was a chilling "Who cares?!" I would actually like to know that myself. Did they, along with the guy behind Jack in line at the airport and the female corrections officer escorting Sayid somewhere, decide to go all commando-like and shoot up Sawyer and Juliet on their outrigger? (Recall, if you will that the second boat on the beach a few weeks back had an Ajira Airlines water bottle in it...) Did Ben know in advance that this was how he would get back to the island, and was that why he had Kate and Sawyer helping to build a runway back when they were the Others' prisoners in season 3? How convenient is it that Locke and Jack's dad wear the same size shoe?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now, let's talk about flight 316, and the claim Ms. Hawking made that the O6ers had to recreate, as closely as possible, the circumstances and siuations that got them to the island in the first palce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, flight 316. Is the flight number some thinly-veiled reference to one of the Bible's most recognized passages?:  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life." &lt;/span&gt;Does this further the idea that the Christian Shepherd himself has sent HIS only begotten son, Dr. Jack, back to the island to be the salvation of the rest of the survivors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now onto the O6ers themselves. With Ms. Hawking's claim to remain as true to the circumstances surronding their original trip to TimeTrip Island ringing fresh in their ears, we got a nice dose of it in the end. Playing the role of the pilot: everyone's favorite helo guy, Frank Lapidus! (Sans nasty beard.) Playing the role of Katie Fugitive: Sayid, handcuffed and escorted by a (supposedly armed -- remember my claim that she later goes a'shootin' at Sawyer and Juliet? Well, she's gonna need a gun for that, isn't she?) federal agent. Playing the role of Hurley: Ben, arriving late and at the last possible second before the plane takes off. Hurley, then, seems to be playing the role of Charlie, armed with a guitar case that he's later found floating with after they get back to the island. Playing the role of Jack and Sun.... um, ... Jack and Sun. So, with Sayid playing Kate's role, who does Kate play? My theory is that, after her little tryst with Jack the night before, Kate is playing the role of Claire, who, on flight 815, was pregnant. This could also explain why the presence of Baby Aaron is now a moot point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done, at the end of "316" we find at least half of our group made it safely to the island. Similar to the very first few minutes of the series, Jack wakes up in the jungle, but instead of a lacerated left side and an expression of confusion, Jack, leaving behind his sullen, we-have-to-go-baaaaack! ways, and now back to Resident Island Hero status, runs through the jungle to the sound of Hurley's shouts, with a little expression of glee. Jack is back, folks. About damned time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this post is waaaay long, but a few other points, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm glad Jack finally explained the white running shoes. I died a little on the inside every time I saw Christian wearing them with a suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jin! ... is working for the Dharma Initiative? Whaaaa? Just where did this little trip through time take us, and by that, I mean to what year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack's a Man of Faith! Also, about damned time. I secretly enjoyed Locke's stick-it-to-ya "I told you so" suicide note to Jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, Jack, I, too, feel like Locke is somewhere, laughing his ass off at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Where is the plane?" is a very good question, Kate. Did the 6 of them simply disappear off the plane, or did the plane go down? We all know Lapidus' previous claim that he's a damned good pilot, so did he manage to make it to that makeshift runway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are Sun and Sayid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall, I thought this was an AWESOME episode, and I'm equally excited for next week's "The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham." More answers, please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-5530877664628350989?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/5530877664628350989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=5530877664628350989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5530877664628350989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/5530877664628350989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/02/316.html' title='316'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6806273688653686617</id><published>2009-02-14T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:22:20.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Place is Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My apologies for not posting this blog sooner, however, those of you who know me personally can probably guess that the past couple of days have been rather turbulent. With that said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...Charlotte, fare thee well. We knew ye so little, and fear thee not, we're all so frakkin' pissed that they killed you off, we'll be sending threatening emails to Team Darlton for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weeks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, the island's resident redhead bit it this week, but not before confessing to Daniel that yes, in fact, she had been to the island before. Actually, she was born there, and her mum and dad were part of this little thing known as the Dharma Initiative. Well, at least that explains why she was all wide-eyed and wondrous at the sight of that fossilized polar bear last season. And, oh yeah, when she was a kid, and she and her mum were about to leave the island, a scary old man told her never to come back, because she would die. Oh, didn't I mention that that scary old man was YOU, DANIEL FARADAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, that is where I throw in the towel, kids. I, the Queen of All Things (LOST) am completely, 110% confused. I just don't understand. Wouldn't Daniel have a memory of that time when he told CharChar not to come back? Has it not happened yet? But how could it not have happened? Why does Charlotte have such an accelerated demise while people like Miles, Sawyer, and Juliet seem to have the symptoms but aren't collapsing in the jungle and hearing Geronimo Jackson songs? Is Locke affected AT ALL? If not, what is his constant? Why is Christian being all leading-souls-to-the-underworld-like? Is this whole time-jumping thing really happening just because Ben didn't turn the wheel and LOCK IT INTO PLACE? Why doesn't Danielle recognize Jin in season 1 back from when they met back in 1988? Why is she the only one who seems to notice when our time-jumping friends disappear? Does Kate truly think that she is Aaron's mom? Why did Eloise tell Ben that he had to get ALL OF THEM and then, be like, "Ok, well, this is fine, too"? What superpower does Desmond harness that can make his SAILBOAT get from London to LA in a matter of HOURS? And why didn't Ben answer ol' Dezzie's question about also being there to find Daniel's mother? Does Ben not know that Eloise IS Daniel's mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, so, people, since I'm a little off-kilter this week, you're going to have to help me out. Post your ideas/theories in the comments, and we'll all get through this together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next week: MORE Jate-lovin'. Weeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6806273688653686617?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6806273688653686617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6806273688653686617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6806273688653686617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6806273688653686617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-place-is-death.html' title='This Place is Death'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2062754698511916981</id><published>2009-02-07T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:18:54.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all the Jate fans...</title><content type='html'>This week's Entertainment Weekly &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/gallery/0,,1550612_20245765_20257259,00.html"&gt;showcases&lt;/a&gt; some Jate lovin'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If your mom really loved you, she'd send you the magazine once she was done reading it. Just sayin'. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2062754698511916981?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2062754698511916981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2062754698511916981' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2062754698511916981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2062754698511916981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-all-jate-fans.html' title='For all the Jate fans...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2803178505701137289</id><published>2009-02-05T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:18:00.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOST LESSON NUMERO UNO: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always pay attention to the "Previously, on LOST..." segments. They will provide all your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Or maybe just MOST of them. Because, honestly, after seeing that, who DIDN'T know that it was going to be Claire's mom hanging in the hotel room? (Maybe it was just me, but that hotel looked an awful lot like the one in which Locke met up with his dad way back when...) But, as usual, LOST threw out the red herring to throw us off the scent. (Ew. Scent. Fish. Bad metaphor, Clegg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, last night's "The Little Prince" gave those of us who were about to start bleeding our brains out our noses, too, time to slow down and figure out WTF (what the frak) is going on. Charlotte came to, only a little worse for wear after her face plant last week, but was ultimately joined by both Miles and Juliet later in the episode in the nosebleed department. The castaways also did their fair share of time jumping last night: their transfer from 1954 jumped ahead to by 50 years to 2004, about a month after their crash landing on the island to the night Boone died, Aaron was born, and Locke was demanding answers from the Hatch. After hearing screaming in the jungle, Sawyer trekked ahead to investigate, only to peep in on Kate delivering Claire's little bundle-o-joy. After his somber peep show, the castaways jumped to a point in time after the O6 left the island. Someone else seemingly has shown up, however, as indicated by an Ajira Airlines water bottle stowed in the outrigger they stumbled upon on the now-reappeared beach camp. Then, whilst rowing said outrigger to the Orchid station, where Locke wants to see what's what, they jump again back to 1988, when 16 years old and pregnant Danielle Rousseau and her band of merry scientist men are shipwrecked on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all that, the castaways have realized the need to talk it out. (I swear, some of the moments between people last night could have made for some serious therapy sessions.) Locke and Sawyer dwell on the past, and how it has affected their present/future, and ultimately, (as Sawyer later tells Juliet) what's "done is done." Daniel seems to know more about Miles than he's letting on: after Miles reveals that he, too, is bleeding from his brain, Daniel lets on that Miles has (most likely) been to the island before, providing more fodder for the message boards that Miles is Marvin Chang's baby, and was born on the island. Juliet and Sawyer have a heart-to-heart, after which she, an island-dwelling Other for years on end, starts nosebleed-ing, too. My question on that is this: Was her feel-good convo with Sawyer the thing that started her decline? We all know that their relationship is moving toward expanding the love triangle on the island, but after Sawyer pretty much professes his undying love for Kate, does that start to unravel constant-less Juliet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the O6 are getting along just swimmingly. And by "swimmingly," (do I get extra points for using it TWICE?!) I mean totally not so. Kate tries to strike a bargain with the lawyer (who has made a stunning recovery from his death by chemical-plant insecticide on last week's 24!) out for her and Aaron's blood, Sayid has his hands full trying to avoid another dose of horse tranqulizer darts, Hurley's kickin' it in a bright orange jumpsuit, Sun's playing babysitter (remind me never to leave my child with a vengeful, pistol-toting woman who's going to let him loose on the candy in the mini-bar and plop him in front of the TV) to Aaron while Kate stalks the lawyer, and Jack's busy trying to make Kate trust him again, while almost cluing Claire's mom in on something (namely, that that famous kid is her grandson!) about which she has no clue. Fast forward to the end, and all the above mentioned folks (with the exception of Hurley, of course) meet up on the docks of Long Beach with the world's winningest master manipulator, Ben. Kate (finally) puts two and two together and realize that it's Ben siccing the law on her, then the camera cuts to Sun, clutching her chocolate-box pistol ready to bust a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show closes with answering a burning question: JIN IS ALIVE! YAY! Though, he must not understand as much English as he thought, because did that woman just say her name was DANIELLE ROUSSEAU? I have to admit, although I totally knew it was Jin floating all Leo-like before the shipwrecked crew flipped him over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a good let's-talk-this-out episode, but after last night, I'm ready for some more mind-blowing action next week. Bring it, LOST, bring it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2803178505701137289?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2803178505701137289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2803178505701137289' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2803178505701137289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2803178505701137289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-prince.html' title='The Little Prince'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3781624204715346662</id><published>2009-01-29T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:31:53.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jughead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm pretty sure it's going to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; nose that starts bleeding soon. This show makes my brain hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh, what a show it was! In typical fashion, LOST packed a one-two punch, answered (or at least alluded to) a few WTFs. and raised a few more. The Desmond-centric eppy featured our favorite Scot on a mission to heed the words of Daniel Faraday, gleaned from a memory/dream in which he was instructed to make his way back to Oxford University and find Dan's mother. Except, only one glitch: the university has no record of a Daniel Faraday ever teaching or attending Oxford. Well, that won't stop Desmond. He snoops around, and eventually finds Daniel's old lab, (was it just me, or did the forbidden entrance/fumigation excuse remind you of the "quarantine" claim stamped on the inside of the hatch?) complete with rat maze, brainwave monitor/zapper thing, and various other time traveling paraphenelia. After being busted by a maintenance man who seemed rather let down that someone finally figured out that they haven't, in fact, been fumigating for the better part of a few years, he warned Desmond to tell his "mates" that he found nothing in that lab other than the "rubbish left behind by a madman." Why do they think he was insane in the membrane? Well, remember that picture Des found of Daniel and some woman? That some woman was apparently given the time travel blues by Daniel, who then took off for the states, leaving her in a vegetable-like stupor for the rest of her days. Or so Dezzie finds out from Theresa's (Veggie Woman's name) sister when he visits. Sister also thanks her lucky starts for a man like Charles Widmore, who funded Daniel's work for so long, and is now footing the long-term care bill for Theresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say WHAAAAAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, what you're saying is...Charles Widmore is connected to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so it would seem. Back on the island, Sawyer, Juliet, and Locke run into a couple of native Others, one of whom turns out to be the Chuckster himself. He's still not quite a warm-fuzzy kind of guy, noted as he snapped the neck of one of his own who was about to spill some serious info, then took off running into the jungle. Turns out, he's sprinting off toward Richard and the other Others, who have captured the other group, consisting of CharChar, Miles, and Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, it must be noted, has a bit of verbal diarrhea. Why, for the love of Jack Shepherd, would you tell ARMED MEN holding you AT GUNPOINT that you love the woman sitting next to you? Don't you think that's more of a hazard than it is helpful? If he really DOES love her, he probably just put her in a heap of trouble by admitting that, since now The Others have something to hold against him. Or, alternatively, is he saying it for exactly the opposite reason: he DOESN'T love her, but is trying to save her life nonetheless? (Which, as indicated by her face plant at the end of the episode, didn't seem to work out so much.) It seems a bit of a stretch to me that ageless Richard Alpert takes that excuse at face value, and allows Dan to be led off by Ellie (more on her later) to dismantle the atomic bomb (a shaded U2 reference?) currently kickin' it on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jughead, she seems to be a bit worse for wear. After examining the H-bomb, Dan notices that it's leaking, requests a large amount of concrete and lead, and demands that the thing be buried in order to diffuse it. Ok, now, stick with me here, it's getting sticky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that The Others took this advice, buried the H-bomb in a huge amount of concrete and lead... and developed a system to relieve the electromagnetic charge charge that built to a boiling point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every 108 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I believe that the h-bomb is what is buried in the hatch, and is what caused Desmond to become unstuck in time, what with his prolonged exposure to the radiation that the bomb emitted. As Sayid noted in (I think) season 2 upon his examining the infastructure of the hatch, he hadn't seen anything constructed like that since the Cold War, which occured in the 1950s and 60s, and since we found out last night that the year in which the bomb was on the island was 1954. It makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is more than I can say about some things on this show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Ellie, a.k.a, the rifle-wielding Other in charge of taking Daniel out to the bomb. When we first encounter her, she and her band of merry men come upon the freighter folk in a blaze of glory. Literally. After a couple of red shirts set off a trip wire and ultimately blow themselves up, Ellie and her arrow-wielding men run out of the jungle and take the freighter folk prisoner. She then proceeds to comment that Daniel "just couldn't stay away," which ultimately ends up being a red herring. No, Daniel has not previously met this woman, she just seems to think that he and Miles and Charlotte are members of the U.S. military, whom the Others have been fighting recently. She orders them to their feet, binds their hands, and walks them through the jungle to their camp, where they meet up with Richard, who assumes, like Ellie, that they've come back for their bomb. Uh, well, no, not so much, but Daniel thinks he can diffuse it. When Ellie leads him to the bomb, Daniel can't seem to shake the feeling that she "looks like someone I know." All the watercooler chatter this morning has cast Ellie in the role of Theresa's (Veggie Woman) mom, but NB at ADM offers this theory: Daniel has met his mother. Apparently, the enhanced notes of last week's "The Lie" noted that Mrs. Hawking's first name (as well as Daniel's favorite pet rat) is Eloise. "Ellie," then, is a nickname for "Eloise," and there. You. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that information, why is Mrs. Hawking now working (supposedly) with Ben, Charles' sworn nemesis? And, now to think about it, why are Ben and Charles enemies? We know he killed his daughter, but what was the ORIGINAL beef they had with each other? My theory is that somehow, some way, Charles left the island, perhaps unwillingly as punishment for an act of subordination, and becomes the benefactor/funder of the Dharma Initiative. Along comes Ben, who kills off the Initiative in a mass genocide, and teams up with Richard, who probably kicked Charles off the island in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other notes, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles Widmore, though not as entirely ageless as Richard Alpert, looks pretty good for his age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homeboy was probably what, 18? 20? back in 1954. That would put him in his mid 70s in the flashforwards. Or the present, if that's what the flashforwards are now being called. Whatever. You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radiation- &lt;/span&gt;As they were walking through the jungle, Miles told Daniel that they had just walked over the fresh graves of U.S. military personnel, one of whom had died of radiation poisoning. Other people who have had exposure to high levels of radiation include Desmond, Daniel, Theresa, and apparently, Charlotte. If you remember, when Lapidus was taking Desmond and Sayid back to the freighter, he was warned by Daniel to keep a strict adherence to the bearings he was given, otherwise, they would slip into some sort of time warp, and people who had been exposed to this radiation would experience the "adverse effects" of time travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt;. I'm assuming Des and Penny named their tow-headed toddler after the rock-god, smack-addicted, Clarie-lovin' martyr, and not the kid's grandfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arrows&lt;/span&gt;. Some of my research recently noted the continuing significance of arrow imagery and allusions this season. There's a Dharma station called The Arrow, Richard's Others' weapons of choice are arrows (sometimes flaming, sometimes now), and now in "Jughead," we have what is referred to as a "Broken Arrow" by the U.S. military: a missing or leaking hydrogen bomb. We'll see if this theme continues over the course of this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rules! Breaking! All! Over! The! Place! &lt;/span&gt;OK, so when Dan laid out the Rules 'O Time Traveling, he made specific mention that they could not alter past events. But isn't that what they're doing ALL THE TIME? Did they alter a past event so significantly that when they travel (assumbly forward) in time at the end of the episode, Charlotte immediately kicks it? WHAT DID THEY DO?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things to watch out for in next week's "The Little Prince:" Jin makes a comeback, though whether or not he's alive is still TBD. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear readers, what do you think? Please post in the comments, and help me figure out this crazy frakkin' show!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3781624204715346662?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3781624204715346662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3781624204715346662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3781624204715346662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3781624204715346662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/jughead.html' title='Jughead'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6791897973227215067</id><published>2009-01-22T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:24:00.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Left: The Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome back, LOST! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night's episode was chock-full of some serious, no-joke ANSWERS. And I LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's "Because You Left: The Lie" centered on guilt-ridden Hurley, who is readily uncomfortable in lying to everyone in regard to the fate of the island and his fellow castaways. Seeking some support on Penny's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Searcher&lt;/span&gt; before the O6 made landfall, Hurley looks to Sayid, who basically shoots him down. Promising to return the favor, Hurley tells Sayid that someday, when it's Sayid who needs help, Hurley won't be around to assist. This, however, was not the case last night, as Hurley repeatedly put himself in danger trying to revive his unconscious amigo. I wonder how that promise will play out in the rest of the season, and whether or not there might actually come a time when Hurley won't help. I can't really see that charateristic in the Hurley we all know and love, but his pizza pocket-throwing alter ego certainly showed Ben where he could stick it. I loved the creepy look Hurley tossed Ben as he threw himself at the mercy of the police. (Completely disregarding Ana-Lucia's dictate to stay away from the cops. Uh, take your own advice, Ana Lulu!) Though, Mr. I-Cannot-Tell-A-Lie Reyes seems to have no problem telling a huge one to the popos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, on the other hand, is running around in circles trying to arrange for the O6 to make their comeback to the island, utilizing the help of butchers all over Los Angeles County. I have the nagging feeling that we've seen Jill the Butcher somewhere before, but I can't put my finger on it. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Ben's first moves is to reduce Jack's 12-step program into one simple step: Ben: "Are you looking for your pills, Jack? I flushed them down the toilet." Jack: "Oh. Thank-you. I was just about to do that myself." After that, Ben takes the body of Jeremy Bentham (I feel your pain, Hurley, I need a cool code name, too!) to the butcher shop, telling good ol' Jill that she must keep him safe, because if not, everything they're about to do will be for nothing. Oh, ok, well when you put it that way... WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back on the island, the remaining castaways (and apparently, Daniel and those in the zodiac when the island went down were "in the radius," and are therefore also included) are toggling through the space-time continuum, much to Sawyer's dismay. After Daniel schools the survivors on the rules of time-travel (i.e., we're on a string, moving backwards and forwards, but unable to create a new string, aka, don't try and change the past. Um, seriously, didn't we already learn that from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to the Future&lt;/span&gt;?!), he goes ahead and breaks them: making contact with Paddy-in-the Hatch, Daniel tells Desmond that he must go back to Oxford, and make contact with his mother. Her name is-- oops, time traveling again. I'm not quite sure I understand how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; won't significantly "break the rules." Let's see, breaking the rules, where have we heard that before? Oh that right! When Keamy killed Alex! So does Ben's realization that "he broke the rules" refer then, not to some twisted game being played between him and Charles Widmore, but rather to the rules of time-travel? Things that make you go hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, though, the enigma of Danny's Mom is short-lived. Though it's never explicitly stated, I'm fairly certain that Mommie Dearest is no other than Mrs. Hawking, last seen teaching Desmond the rules of Universe Course-Correcting. Except, now she's in her own private lair underneath what appears to be a church, fiddling with computers, making mathematical calculations, and determining that Ben and the O6 have a window of 70 hours in which to get back to the island. (Think it's possible she could postulate on how long it will take to get Aaron potty-trained?) So then, Ben's kinda concerned, since the clock is now ticking (seriously, when did LOST become 24?!) and Hurley just told him to suck it, and the other O6ers are spread rather far and wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those other O6ers include Kate, who has returned to her old "run from your problems" ways, and has hit the highway with Aaron after some goons (probably hired but Chucky Widmore, but never confirmed as such) show up on her doorstep demanding DNA samples from her and Aaron. After a moment of indecision (To call Jack, or not to call Jack, that is the question), her phone rings, and the caller ID indentifies an "unknown caller." Mmm-hmm, we all knew who that was: Sun, fresh from her detention at the London airport, meets with Kate for a cuppa tea and to chew the fat. Oh, and you know, to partially blame Kate for Jin's death (in not so many words), since Kate promised Sun she'd get Jin, then... you know, didn't, and he, like blew up and stuff. Sun's demeanor through all of this certainly makes it difficult to ascertain just whose side, exactly, she's on. She has said that she blames Ben for Jin's death (...why, exactly?), and Jack mentioned in the season finale last year that she blames him as well. However, her convo with Katie Fugitive didn't do much to convince me otherwise that she just holds grudges against &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;. Mark my words, she's going to be pretty hard to convince to go back to the Island, what with all her revenge-taking and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, back on the island, Locke is confused as to what he's supposed to be doing. (What else is new?) After his romp through time, he meets up with Richard, who tells him that in order to save the island (note that he didn't mention anything about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; on the island), he has to get everyone who left to come back, and in order for that to happen, he has to die. Oh, ok, makes perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte, meanwhile, is seeming to exhibit the classic symptoms of being unstuck in time. &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b80029_lost_redux_who_wont_survive_another_week.html"&gt;Kristin &lt;/a&gt;seems to think that Charlotte is not suffering from unstuck-in-time-ness, but rather exhibiting classic signs of pregnancy. Eh, I think that's a stretch, and condering the spoilers running around that someone is going to die next week, I'm not holding out much hope for the fearless redhead. I'm bummed, Charlotte was a pretty interesting character, and I'm not convinced that her story arc is finished. (Plus, I'm starting to get a little ticked about them introducing new characters only to kill them off a short time later. See: Nikki and Paoulo (though I do agree they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;needed  &lt;/span&gt;to die), Neil Frogurt, and now CharChar. Over it, Darlton!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my final point, to which I alluded in a quickie, commercial break last night: How has it been 4 years, and I haven't clued in on the significance of Christian Shepherd's name?! Hello, he's a CHRISTIAN SHEPHERD! Sound like anyone you know? Maybe someone else who rose from the dead? Is Christian JESUS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6791897973227215067?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6791897973227215067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6791897973227215067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6791897973227215067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6791897973227215067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-you-left-lie.html' title='Because You Left: The Lie'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1069110791001183262</id><published>2009-01-21T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:15:51.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercial Break Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How has it been 4 years and I have only now figured out the name CHRISTIAN SHEPHERD?!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1069110791001183262?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1069110791001183262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1069110791001183262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1069110791001183262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1069110791001183262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/commercial-break-revelation.html' title='Commercial Break Revelation'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-9110404287116517272</id><published>2009-01-20T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:52:26.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season Premiere Countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think we have all come to realize that I will never blog about last season's finale. Similarly, I have given up all hope that Lois will ever update her blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I did watch it again last week when it aired on ABC. And truthfully, there's just so much stuff going on, that it would pretty much be impossible to cover everything. But I know, you're tired of my excuses. Me, too. So let's just move on, (the hurt will someday fade, I promise. Time heals all wounds.) and I'll tell you what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's premiere event kicks off tomorrow night at 8:00 with an hour-long recap show. At 9:00, "Before You Left" airs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling hubby picked up a copy of TVGuide this week, and it included the promising headline "10 LOST mysteries REVEALED." Except, NOTHING was revealed. Apparently "revealed" means vague, obscure references that are nothing more than an inside joke between the producers. How's this for a "revelation:": Claire won't be in this season. GASP! SHOCK! MOTHER TRUCKER, WE ALREADY KNEW THAT.  Or this: In an interview with Jorge Garcia, he says that one of the set pieces this season is so amazing, he was like, "Oh my god? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;is it?" Uh, yeah. Thanks for that revelation. Really. Enthralling. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other tidbits of information I've gleaned from various sources is that the premiere will pick up right where the finale left off--in the funeral home with Ben and Jack. I've heard that the FBI (or whomever) shows up at Kate's door demanding DNA tests to prove that Aaron is her son, and that she seeks the help of a fellow Oceanic Six-er (not named Jack Shepherd) to help her. We know that Hurley and Sayid are going all Rambo-like and shootin' people up. (Should be interesting, since we also know that Hurley faints at the sight of blood.) And yeah, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will prove much harder for the Oceanic 6 to get back to the island than they think. Case in point: in last season's finale, Miles is surprised at Charlotte's original intent to leave the island, since it was so hard for her to find her way back the first time. "What do you mean?" she asks. Miles, in his creepy, I-talk-to-dead-people way, ominously replies "What DO I mean? Hmm." My guess? Charlotte is a grown-up Annie, the little girl with whom Ben was friends back in his childhood with the Dharma Initiative. Either way, this puts our band of merry travelers in a bit of a conundrum. We always assumed that when Ben said "You all have to go back," that he meant they had to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;together.&lt;/span&gt; I think we'll soon see that this is not the case, and the 6 will have to make their way back through their stunning intellect and wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon find out! Set your DVRs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-9110404287116517272?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/9110404287116517272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=9110404287116517272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9110404287116517272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9110404287116517272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/season-premiere-countdown.html' title='Season Premiere Countdown!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-575096925190611588</id><published>2009-01-14T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:20:09.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Season 4 finale of LOST is on tonight at 9:00. If you need a refresher (or you know, you still need to BLOG ABOUT IT), I highly recommend you tune in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-575096925190611588?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/575096925190611588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=575096925190611588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/575096925190611588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/575096925190611588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/also.html' title='ALSO'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-304859650107330009</id><published>2009-01-14T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:04:39.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doc Jensen Catches Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Doc Jensen has &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20251960_4,00.html"&gt;a theory&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just for the record, &lt;a href="http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/05/jate-lives.html"&gt;I said this &lt;/a&gt;a looooooooong time ago. I win!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 days and counting, y'all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-304859650107330009?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/304859650107330009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=304859650107330009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/304859650107330009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/304859650107330009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2009/01/doc-jensen-catches-up.html' title='Doc Jensen Catches Up'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-829291122013537975</id><published>2008-12-22T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:14:06.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S4 on DVD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as LOST stays on the air, it seems like Ian will never have to put much though into an anniversary present. Season 4 of LOST hit shelves on December 9, and my copy was placed lovingly in my hands 9 days later. I'm currently working my way through the season, and will watch the bonus features in order to refresh myself on all things LOST. I am aware that I still owe you, my loving and devoted fans, a recap of the season finale. Good things come to those who wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-829291122013537975?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/829291122013537975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=829291122013537975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/829291122013537975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/829291122013537975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/12/s4-on-dvd.html' title='S4 on DVD!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2240605379681812764</id><published>2008-11-12T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:09:41.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Countdown Begin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b67838_lost_gets_premiere_date.html"&gt;Kristin&lt;/a&gt; from EOnline delivers! LOST addicts, yours truly included, can begin the countdown until the premiere of Season 5! 70 days from now (JANUARY 21!!!), you can settle in for a THREE HOUR season premiere. (Well, for real, it's a TWO HOUR season premiere following the typical bare bones review of the first four seasons.) And, even better news: it looks like LOST will be going back to its roots in a Wednesday-at-nine time slot! Yay! No more bleary-eyed Friday mornings! I am so excited that I will use exclamation points in every! Single! Sentence! Gooooooo LOST! Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2240605379681812764?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2240605379681812764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2240605379681812764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2240605379681812764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2240605379681812764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-countdown-begin.html' title='Let the Countdown Begin!!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-7739884534246052638</id><published>2008-10-23T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:32:18.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Come In Peace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know. You hate me. You take my name in vain. You have sworn me and my blog off FOREVER. Yet, here you are. I'm not gloating, I swear. In fact, I give you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this as a peace offering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1913264/lost_season_five_official_trailer_1.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1913264/lost_season_five_official_trailer_1/"&gt;LOST Season Five Official Trailer #1 - video powered by Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Excited yet? Yeah, me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I know in my last posting oh so many moons ago, I promised my cunning insight on the season finale. But, um, yeah, I kind of don't remember it so much anymore. So, I will put Season 4 on my Christmas Wish List, and when it comes out on DECEMBER 9, 2008 (MARK YOUR CALENDARS!) and my dearest darling hottie husband buys it for me (*cough cough anniversary gift! cough cough*), I will promptly skip ahead to the end in order to appease you, dearest darling hottie readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MEAN IT THIS TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take me back. I'll be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-7739884534246052638?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/7739884534246052638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=7739884534246052638' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7739884534246052638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7739884534246052638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-come-in-peace.html' title='I Come In Peace...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8803000972488135863</id><published>2008-06-01T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:26:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know, I know, I know. I WILL be posting on Thursday's ridiculously amazing season finale.... just not right now. We're taking Aaron to the Zoo today, and we're getting ready and packing to head to the East Coast on Wednesday. Please don't disown me. I will have something for you by COB tomorrow. I promise, cross my heart, and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye, and all that other good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8803000972488135863?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8803000972488135863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8803000972488135863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8803000972488135863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8803000972488135863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/06/lecture.html' title='Lecture'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3667114974985044336</id><published>2008-05-17T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:03:20.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yo. Yo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dawg&lt;/span&gt; check it. That was, for me, you know, maybe not the best choice, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dawg&lt;/span&gt;, aside from some pitch problems, and bein' all a little over the place, that was totally hot, and you ROCKED THE HOUSE, yo! Welcome to the finals, baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oops, my bad. Wrong show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the sentiment is still the same, nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, let me preface this next statement by saying that I am truly humbled to have such a devoted readership as you who honestly look forward to reading what I have to say each week, but before y'all crucify me for not being as timely as you would like me to be in my posting and updating of this blog, please check your bank statements to make sure your support checks have been processed. Oh wait, that's right.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday's nobody-in-particular-centric part 1 of season 4's finale, entitled "There's No Place Like Home," gave us a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preliminary&lt;/span&gt; glimpse into the post-island lives of the Oceanic Six, a name that's "not the best branding as far as [Oceanic] is concerned, but it's catchy." And our fearless band of miscreants seem to have been through some major debrief wherein It (i.e. THE Story) was pounded into their heads in a Karl-esque rave-brainwashing fashion. (As Sun notes, "[They] ARE in shock." And all of them seem to have some sort of issue with it. That is, save for Jack, until he finds out that Whatever He Did involved his sister, Claire, aka Baby Mama to Baby Aaron, currently under the care of his booty call, Kate. His "Ohh em gee. What the eff?" face of utter guilt in the lobby of the church seems to foreshadow beardy Jack on the edge of reason, er, well at least the edge of something. The other survivors have some anger issues going on as well: Sun, with her  (and possibly Jin's?) settlement from Oceanic, buys a controlling interest in her father's company, all in an effort, I would assume, to see the company buckle under. As she notes, her father always hated her husband, and it's because of him that they were even on the plane in the first place. The begs the question of who does Sun consider to be the second party responsible for Jin's death? Ben? Keamy? Widmore? Hurley, in efforts to return to normalcy finds that those gosh-darn numbers just won't leave him the hell alone. Though, in my humble opinion, Hurley's been bound for lunacy ever since his mother told him she "has needs" and welcomed his long-absent father back into her bed. And Kate seems to be helplessly floundering in her efforts to play the role of Mother of the Year. It would seem, then, that Sayid is the only one who is enjoying his post-island sojourn, at least for the time being. His reunion with long-lost love Nadia begs the question of "Shannon who?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then there's the whole freighter thing goin' down. I think we're all pretty much in agreement that That Thing we saw being strapped to Keamy's arm last week has something to do with all those explosives rigged up in the radio room. It's been said, and I agree, that the monitoring device on his arm will detonate the explosives on the boat in the event that Keamy's pulse stops. The only question that raises, then, is ... "Whaaaaaaaa?!" I imagine that those instructions were handed down from the "Secondary Protocol" that everyone except for those who need to know about it know about. Since really, how does Daniel, by his own admissio aboard the freighter solely for the purpose of scientific experimentation, have classified knowledge of the Secondary Protocol when the Captain (R.I.P.) didn't even know what it was? Does Daniel play a bigger part in this whole thing than we're giving him credit for? And finally, wouldn't a little dinghy like the one they're ferrying back and forth through specific bearings need a gas up before heading back to the island?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, next week LOST isn't showing due, I assume, to the season finales of Grey's Anatomy and Ugly Betty. BUT when LOST returns in two weeks for the two hour finale (ugh, I think I may have to call in to work in order to stay up that late!) expect to have some major questions be answered. Like this one: how do the Oceanic 6, scattered in four different locations at the conclusion of Part One come together to make their exodus from the island? How will John Locke and Co. fare in their Jacob-mandated efforts to move the island? If, as it has been said, Keamy plans to "torch the Island," isn't this whole thing all for not, since if he torches the Island, he'll most likely do so while he's on it, too, thereby killing himself in the process and as a result of that, detonate the explosives on the boat? (Ahh, too many conditionals in that last sentence...) Much in which to look forward, kids! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, an OT notation. I would like to welcome my dearest husband back home after a 7 month tour of duty in Iraq in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom. There's No Place Like Home, indeed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3667114974985044336?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3667114974985044336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3667114974985044336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3667114974985044336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3667114974985044336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/05/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-9080094749431956180</id><published>2008-05-10T18:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:08:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What. The. Eff?! Those are just my initial thoughts, and there will be more to come, but not right now, since I need to go watch it AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-9080094749431956180?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/9080094749431956180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=9080094749431956180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9080094749431956180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9080094749431956180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/05/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6256094994203189742</id><published>2008-05-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:41:23.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally -- I am spent.  And, I'm just going to put this out there.... I might not watch LOST tonight. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, people, the show is on at 10:00 O'CLOCK. That's, like, 3 hours past my bedtime. And I pay extra money per month for a perfectly well-functioning DVR. So, I'm going to watch it. Tomorrow. It will hurt a little bit, yes, and I will die on the inside, but it. Will. All. Be. OK. Tune in on Saturday to be tantalized by my words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6256094994203189742?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6256094994203189742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6256094994203189742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6256094994203189742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6256094994203189742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/05/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-542244291556038568</id><published>2008-05-04T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:41:43.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jate Lives!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know, I know: What kind of person who claims herself to be Queen of All Things LOST takes almost 4 days to post about it on her blog? Well, my answer is this: the mother to a walking, talking (um, sort of), running, climbing, daredevil child whose husband is coming home NEXT WEEK. So there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;. I know that a few weeks back, I was all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jumpin&lt;/span&gt;' around, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spoutin&lt;/span&gt;' off how much I was a fan of Jacket, the pairing of Jack and Juliet, and I was all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;swoonin&lt;/span&gt;' over the fact that Jack was a go-to guy, and I loved the fact that he's about to throw down with Ben and protect Juliet..... you guys know I was just kidding right?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. ... RIGHT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So it seems that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jate&lt;/span&gt; shippers have gotten their wish and Jack and Kate are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JackandKate&lt;/span&gt; in the future. Though, I have to admit, I wasn't like, jaw-dropping shocked to see that it was Kate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' all Zestfully clean, try though she might to lower her voice by a few octaves to throw us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; off course. And, even as that towel was about to become a rather unnecessary barrier between her and Dr. Jack, I was thinking to myself, "Well, we know that THIS won't end well." Because... well, we DO know that it won't end well. We all saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beardy&lt;/span&gt;, unkempt Drunk Jack screaming about "go[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;baaaaaaaaaaack&lt;/span&gt;" to the island, so it's safe to say that the current state of domestic bliss we saw on Thursday is only temporary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I hear Aaron rustling to consciousness in his crib, so let me check my notes and hit the high points...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I wrote down that "Rose wants to throw down with Charlotte, and I would PAY to see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;catfight&lt;/span&gt;." It's true. "Just watch ya tone, Red." And speaking of "Red," I'M SO MAD that I didn't see that coming!! Re-watching with Lo on Friday night, and seeing all those signs of her eavesdropping on what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; and Sun were saying, I felt like they could have just smacked me upside the head with a bat engraved with "CHARLOTTE SPEAKS KOREAN, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;DUMBASS&lt;/span&gt;" and the effect would have been the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um, what else...? Oh, Sawyer and Claire. The sudden transformation of Sawyer from brooding, no-longer-has-a-purpose-now-that-he's-killed-Anthony-Cooper into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt;-protective, Claire-lovin' tour guide was a bit speedy for me. Not to mention that I'm still oh-so-confused as to why CHRISTIAN SHEPARD KEEPS SHOWING UP EVERYWHERE. That should be a fun reunion though, if/when Sawyer catches up to Claire and Christian, seeing as how Sawyer and Pops shared a (few) bottle(s) of Scotch in the Land Down Under. (Just another random thought: what's with the camera angle at the end of the show? If memory serves correctly, the last time we ended the show on that downward angle, the pilot was a bloody mess in the limbs of the tree... just sayin'.) Doc Jensen's column this week seems to think that Claire actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't &lt;/span&gt;survive the attack on her New Otherton house, and that she's now some sort of tangible ghost, hence Miles' seemingly creepy interest in her. That would make like a teeny tiny itty bitty amount of sense, and maybe she and Christian are wanderin' around the jungle being ghost buddies, now, but I'm not totally buyin' that. (And I apparently have an aversion to the letter 'g' today, or have reverted to my southern upbringin'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally, we have to discuss Hurley's "we're all dead" hypothesis. We've been over this before, however, in the Hurley-centric episode, "Dave," where Hurley's imaginary friend told him that he didn't win the lottery, he didn't survive a plane crash, and that there was no way a hot blonde like Libby could be interested in him. (Harsh, yes.) Only this time, it wasn't coming (THERE'S THE G!) from Dave, but rather from Chaalie, who, by the way, left a message for Jack: "You're not supposed to raise him." Aaron, presumably, but riddle me this: What if he means Christian? As in, "You're not supposed to raise him... FROM THE DEAD?!"  Too much of a stretch? OK, you're right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally, other (random) since Aaron is awake AND WANTS TO PLAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loie notes, "Where is that electricity coming from?" In reference to the light that was flipped on in the makeshift OR before Jack's surgery, and that, my tall friend, is a VERY good question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The whole Juliet-Kate scene wasn't as weird as everyone seems to think. To me, she knew Jack was awake, and by saying all that stuff to Kate, Juliet was relieving Jack of any obligation or whatever that he may have felt toward her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From JB, at Vistage: Does Jack need to get baaaaaack to the island because there is (literally) a piece of him that was left behind? And on that note, why does the island allow Jack to get sick? Does he, as Rose insinuates, do something to offend The Powers That Be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fairly certain that whatever favor Kate was doing for Sawyer has something to do with his daughter, Clementine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally, the "Alice in Wonderland" references are getting a bit intense. Coupled (Chizzy!) with all the Wizard of Oz references, the series finale is set to be a veritable amalgamation of fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And on that big word, Brown out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-542244291556038568?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/542244291556038568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=542244291556038568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/542244291556038568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/542244291556038568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/05/jate-lives.html' title='Jate Lives!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1383936346945514235</id><published>2008-04-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:09:06.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shape of Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. I am, in no way, suggesting that the writers of LOST go on strike more often. I'm just saying that if last night's "The Shape of Things to Come" is what we can expect after an extended hiatus, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in such extreme cases as a strike&lt;/span&gt;, maybe they should hold out for even more money. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK, so... WOW. "The Shape of Things to Come" shaped up pretty fantastically, no? The (Ben-centric w/ a side serving of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flashforward&lt;/span&gt;?) episode started out intriguing (why is Jack popping pills?), went on to become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suspenseful (Alex has been taken hostage! The freighter folk are on their way! Code 14J, people, Code 14J!!), and went on from there to be downright awesome (Ben controls Smokey! And has the ability to time travel as he pleases! Did I mention that he controls Smokey?!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This episode also generated some Emmy buzz for the Creepiest Supervilian this side of New Otherton, Michael Emerson, who turned in a performance &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so freaking awesome&lt;/span&gt; that I, too, just might start sleeping with a bottle of scotch next to the bed. HIs reaction to the death of daughter Alex, his Jack Bauer-esque rumble in the jung -- er, desert with the horseback Tunisians, to the creepy, oily, break into Cal's apartment (sorry, I KNOW his name is Charles Widmore, but to me, Alan Dale will always be Cal Nichol, The O.C.'s resident creepster). Michael Emerson was just freaking AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But as with any other really, really good LOST episode, intruige and confusion and more questions arose. Clearly, when Ben woke up in the middle of the desert wearing a fur-lined winter parka and expelling a frosty breath of air, he wasn't time-traveling from any place we've ever seen (unless he was kickin' it with the folks who have been monitoring that equipment and calling Penny in the middle of the night). And, following the point-blank assassination of his (adopted?) daughter, he just slipped behind that hieroglyphic-adorned door where he either a) skipped into 2005 to go visit Chuckie in London and say "Oh no you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din't &lt;/span&gt;just kill my daughter, you foo'. Tit for tat, you buttface, I'm gonna go kill YOUR daughter now." (paraphrased, obvi) or b) went to the depths of the underworld to summon the Great Smokey (who clearly has just been sitting on the couch eating Doritos since we last saw him, as Smokey seems to have put on a few pounds since then, huh?) to wreak vengenance upon the freighter folk, who clearly have some Ugandan history they'd rather not be brought to light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So whilst all this is going on, Sawyer seems to have taken a great interest (or at least, a protective disposition) to Claire, running into her just-blown-up house amid sniper shots from the treeline to rescue her from the rubble (and wasn't her confused muttering of "Chhaalie?" just oh-so-heart-wrenching?) while nameless survivors in red t-shirts were shot down all around. Why is Claire all of a sudden so important? You'll remember prior to the phone ringing to warn our peeps that the fence had been turned off and "THEY'RE HERE," Hurley had made a comment that I think should, nay, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; be taken out of the context of the game of Risk that was currently occupying his time: "Australia is the key to the whole game." Whether he means Australia, as in The Land Down Under, from where our illustrious band of survivors departed and ultimately began their journey, or Claire and Aaron, the country's residents who, it seems, are waaaay more important in the Whole Scheme of Things than we've been giving them credit for, I think, has yet TDB (hahaha, those who also watch The Office can appreciate that one...).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other things to think about before next week's Jack-centric "Something Nice Back Home:" As we already saw in the previews, the freighter folk seem to have survived the Smokey attack. What up with that? And how does a dentist know Morse Code and how broken is Jack's heart now that he knows Locke and Ben were ultimately right? What is it, exactly, that is ailing Jack? Juliet seems to think it's appendicitis, but wasn't Jack clutching his kidney early on in last night's episode? (Stop drinking the Dharma soda, Jackie, TRUST ME!) And how do you think ol' Dezzie is gonna feel when he finds out that Ben is now on a mission to kill his beloved Penny? What did Charles (Cal) mean when he said "I know who you are, Benjamin, WHAT you are?" (The whole scene had a God/Lucifer feel to me...) And finally, FOR THE LOVE OF JACK, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when are they going to get Emilie de Ravin a new wig?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1383936346945514235?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1383936346945514235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1383936346945514235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1383936346945514235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1383936346945514235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/04/shape-of-things.html' title='The Shape of Things...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-820254612772309126</id><published>2008-03-21T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:17:34.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Kevin Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm a rebel. An honest-to-Jack, 100%, goes-against-the-grain-and-the-popular-opinion rebel. And why, you ask? ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, I HATED last night's episode.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am an avid LOST fanatic. But, most of you already know that, since you're here, reading this blog. But last night's return-of-Michael episode was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; boring that I alternated between watching the TV and the inside of my eyelids. And here's why:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The oft-used LOST convention of guilt-ridden characters who have dead people appear to them as apparitions is just getting &lt;em&gt;old.&lt;/em&gt; On a scale of 1 to 10, how surprised was I to see &lt;em&gt;omg! It's Libby!? &lt;/em&gt;Answer: -5. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm very angry with the Island currently, seeing as how it won't "let" Michael kill himself. &lt;em&gt;Let him do it! It will make the season more interesting! We've done pretty well without him for the past 1.5 seasons! We don't need him! It will make me stop using italics!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was all psyched up, rearin' and ready to go for "Meet Kevin Johnson," the last script completed before the writers' strike went all official-like. Thankfully, I only have to wait 5 weeks (but at 10:00?! That's, like, 2 hours past my bedtime!!) instead of 5 months for a new episode, but were that not the case, I can't be sure I would have missed the show during it's hiatus. It wasn't exacly as cliff-hanger-y as is typical with LOST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of the aforementioned "cliffhanger," THAT was totally predictable too!! Last week's teaser eerily foretold of a character's death, and they tried to throw you off the scent early in the episode when "Kevin" told Sayid and Desmond (sidenote: This week's quote of the week goes not to any one of our beloved characters, but to Doc Jensen's &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20185701,00.html"&gt;stand-in&lt;/a&gt; who accurately notes "All [Desmond] seems to do is follow Sayid around and look perplexed.") that his sole purpose on the freaky freighter is to die. Boo. Whatver. Boring. THEN, in a completely inappropriate turn of events, the Powers That Be offed one of the most interesting characters on the show (and you know, her daughter's boyfriend, too)! Though Rousseau wasn't the most regular character on the series, I was still looking forward to &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;backstory. We still have minimal knowledge on how the Black Rock came to the island, nor do we know anything about the "sickness" she claimed took the lives of her fellow crewmates, among them her husband. And, one would think that after 16 effing years on the island, she would have figured out how NOT to go flailing around in the jungle and get shot. Also, how out of character was it for her to actually listen to Ben and go out in a blind search-for-a-safe-haven-called-The-Temple? Puh-leeze. Shame on you, Darlton. Go sit in the corner and think about what you've done for the next five weeks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah. Totally disappointed with last night's episode. But, obviously, that doesn't mean I won't go back and re-watch it and throw things at the TV again. I mean,&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;  have the next five weeks to wallow in my misery. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-820254612772309126?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/820254612772309126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=820254612772309126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/820254612772309126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/820254612772309126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-kevin-johnson.html' title='Meet Kevin Johnson'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-347558999812453654</id><published>2008-03-14T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T16:25:32.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ji-Yeon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nice form, LOST, nice form. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night's Sun-and-Jin-centric "Ji-Yeon" brought you back to that furrowed-brow manner of watching LOST. In the final minutes of the show, we find out that what we thought was a Sun and Jin flash-forward was actually separate-- a Sun flash-forward, and a Jin flash-back. I have to say that I originally had mixed reactions when faced with that conclusion. Heretofore, LOST had been able to separate the flash-forwards from the flash-backs from the on-island, on-freighter, in-helicopter, in-the-year-1996, and generally keep them all together without going in a million different directions at once. And we had gotten used to it. We liked it. But oh, LOST, you just had to go there, didn't you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the conclusion of Season 3, there were many concerns on how LOST would now handle the flash-back device. Would LOST continue in the future, with anything happening on the island being now classified as a "flash-back?" Or are we to think of the future as being the "flash-forward?" Then, along came "The Constant," where past, present, and future are now at the mercy of .... the clouds, and the compass bearing you take off the island. Well, to be honest, my head hurt then having to think about it, and it only hurts more when I try to think all scientific-like. Hence the reason I was an English major, and left the science to roomie Ev. So, I've basically come to the conclusion that I &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; try to figure it out, and I'll just go with the flow. How very hippie of me. Hand me a doobie. (Actually, don't, I wouldn't know what to do with it, anyway.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With that said, I would like to know how quickly you came to the realization that we were watching both flash-back and forward. Were Jin's death threats hurled at The Guy Who Stole His Cab so out of new-Jin's character that it became apparent then? (That's when it hit me!) Or, did you only clue in at the very end when Jin casually dropped the clincher, mentioning that he'd only been married for two months? I have been debating with J.C. in Events this morning on this, as well. I would like to know that if I spoke and/or read either Korean or Chinese, would I have known very early on in the episode? I (being the uneducated dolt who can neither speak nor read Chinese OR Korean) would assume that since Sun is in Seoul, and Jin was running around being Creepy Mobster Father-in-law's b!tch in China, that advertising writing, dialects, etc. would have been different in each place. J.C. claims that, no, Jin was in Korea, speaking Korean to the toy shop owner and the guard at the hospital, to which I responded "... oh yeah? Well... how do &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;know?!" Which was, I admit, a bit juvenile, but still bears scruitiny. Jin could've been speaking in Finnish for all I know, but as long as the subtitles were in English, there's really no way of telling where in the world he was. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, but anyway, I digress. So Sun was in Korea, birthing that kid and calling out for Jin in her duress. (Me, I was calling out for more drugs while I was in labor, but hey, to each her own). Oh, but wait, we find out later that &lt;em&gt;Jin is dead&lt;/em&gt;. Or so we are led to believe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the thing, people. The date on that tombstone was September 22, 2004. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177715522793718722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/R9rw1dQlQ8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wjQqwP6dBuM/s200/normal_JiYeon-572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor Jin was 30 years old, born on November 27, 1974, and died when Oceanic 815 crashed into the ocean on September 22, 2004. (I'm guessing the March 20, 1980 date off to the left is Sun's DOB. And if that's the case, she is the youngest looking almost-27-year-old I've ever seen). Or, at least, that's what the Oceanic Six are claiming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yeah, about those Oceanic Six. You still haven't convinced me that the cast of characters there are Jack, Kate, Hurley, Sayid, Aaron, and Sun. As we all know, those six people are quite entrenched in each other's lives. You know, Jack all shootin' some hoops with Hurley in the mental institution and testifying as a character witness for Kate, and Hurley travelling (no doubt on his Oceanic golden ticket) to Seoul to meet Baby Ji-Yeon. (Just doesn't have the same ring as "Baby Aaron," does it?) I'm still operating under the theroy that Sayid isn't one of the six, that his business of being all in-cahoots with Benny-boy is doing so under the radar of the other survivors. Mark my words, there's gonna be another one coming! (Or has it already come, in the form of Ji-Yeon? Did Sun and her bulging belly count as two people in the eyes of the media who coined the term, 'Oceanic Six?') &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And speaking of other survivors... Micha--er, &lt;em&gt;Kevin&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah, like we didn't see that one coming. I was holding out a sliver of hope that it wouldn't be him, since I do always like the surprises, but yeah, we all knew that one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other points of order: (in no particular order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juliet has balls the size of boulders! Wow, that was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; none of your business, nor was it your place to go all "Your wife cheated on you" on Jin. She totally deserved the b!tch slap she got from Sun, and lost any cool points she might have gained with me last week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina (a.k.a. Suicidal Freigher Chick) was (apparently) "reading" (upside down) a book about a bunch of crew members driven mad by their own despair. Theories abound that Regina was the "R.G." engraved on Naomi's bracelet, and that she jumped off the ship with an anchor necklace because she was inconsolable over the loss of her gf and bff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain Gault, You. Are. Creepy. Especially with your ghost stories about black boxes, and Ben finding 318 bodies to be staged in Oceanic plane wreckage at the bottom of the ocean. No wonder our freighter friend, ahem KEVIN, said not to trust you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More theories than I've been able to shake a stick at (I've truthfully never understood that saying, if someone can please explain, you'll get a prize from me) have come out in support that Michael is actually a grown up Walt. Before you roll your eyes in disgust, and swear me and my blog off forever, at least entertain the idea. Now, when Daniel Faraday gave the helicopter guy a specific compass bearing (North 305', which, by the by, is most likely a nod to the scripture engraved on Eko's Jesus Stick: "Lift up your eyes and look north" ~ John 3:05. Just sayin.') to which he was supposed to adhere. Helicopter Guy (Frank?) claims that he kept to that bearing, but that specific bearing (OMG, how many times can I say 'bearing' in the same sentence?!) caused Desmond to toggle (hehe, I like that word) between 1996 and 2004ish. What if the bearing (d'oh!) Ben gave to Michael as he and Waaaaaaalt were leaving the island on the boat sent the two of them to like 2015 or something? Clearly, the island is in some sort of time-space continuum, and maybe every bearing will bring you to a different point in time, whether it be past, present (sort of, since the island is off by 31 minutes?), or future. I don't know. The possibilities are endless, and my brain is full.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO, next week we get to "Meet Kevin Johnson" and learn what our buddies Michael and Waaaaaaaaalt have been up to since they left the Island from Hell. You know, other than getting wet, talking backwards, appearing to people in the jungle and generally being creepy. Fun times! See you next week!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-347558999812453654?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/347558999812453654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=347558999812453654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/347558999812453654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/347558999812453654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/03/ji-yeon.html' title='Ji-Yeon'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/R9rw1dQlQ8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/wjQqwP6dBuM/s72-c/normal_JiYeon-572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3418693090452652457</id><published>2008-03-07T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:22:21.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There has been grumbling all across the boards this morning and this afternoon, as people were generally disappointed with last night's Juliet-centric "The Other Woman." The consensus is that the episode was forced, trying too hard to advance the plot line while not providing closure or reasoning on the part of the characters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I disagree. I loved it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just going to come out and say it. I have been a dedicated Jate fan since the pilot episode, and have continued to be so through all the Ana-Lucias, the romps with Sawyer in the jungle. And I am over it. I am now a Jacket Fan. (Juliack fan? Neh. I like the former.) I don't know, Kate's been riding two horses with one ass now for so long, I'm just done with it. And I guess I just have a thing for guys who always feel the need to step up and protect the cute little woman. Could have done without the kiss though. I agree with everyone else who feels it was a bit too contrived. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, on to the meaty stuff. In "The Other Woman," we find out that Charles Widmore is the SuperBad Freigher Guy, desperate to find our island (in the sky?). Per Ben's commentary, Chucky is looking to exploit the island for all its' wondorous healing powers and whatnot. We also find out that Daniel Faraday and Charlotte Lewis were not looking to Release The Gas! but rather to Render The Gas Inert! and ultimately save everyone. (With only seconds to spare, Daniel finally was able to type stuff into a computer correctly.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Other Woman" also marked, for the first time this season, a return to the flashback. (Well, sort of, unless you're counting the 1 minute or so flashback showing Naomi and Matthew Abbaddon scheming in some warehouse-y type thing.) And with this flashback, we found out that the previously disclosed relationship between Goodwin and Juliet was, in actuality, an adulterous relationship. Goodwin was married to the Others' pyschologist, employed as such because, as Juliet noted, (in quote of the week) "It's stressful being an Other." But, this isn't just any psychologist. Indeed not, Harper (as she's so named) can appear and disappear in the jungle! This had me wondering, since when she first appeared, I chalked her presence up to a Walt-Yemi-ChristianShepherd-type hallucination on Juliet's part, but when Jack was able to see her, too, my brow furrowed. Many people have noted that Harper appeared right before and after the whispers reached a climax, leading people to also ponder the whearabouts of the other Others. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Props to Michael Emerson, as well, for yet another stellar performance. His chilling, pseudo-stalker creepiness was at an all time high, and I CAN'T WAIT for the showdown between him and Jack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry, but that's really all I have time for today. Fatigue from the week and excitedness to see East Coasters here on the left coast this weekend have drained energy. If I come to any startling conclusions, I'll make sure to post again. Have a good weekend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3418693090452652457?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3418693090452652457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3418693090452652457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3418693090452652457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3418693090452652457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/03/other-woman.html' title='The Other Woman'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1706378536659121428</id><published>2008-03-01T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:11:09.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Constant Hottie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1996 wasn't a bad year for our old pal, Desmond. Lookin' good, Paddy-in-the-Hatch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yeah. Um. Time travel? Wormholes? While this episode certainly kept you on your feet throughout, I truly don't understand a lick of it. I'm not a big enough geek to be able to tell you all about the ins and outs of time travel, and I'm certainly not scientific-minded enough to even come close to understanding all Daniel Faraday's blathering. So, after watching Thursday's "The Constant," here's what I do know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were a lot of number references. A LOT. For example, Desmond was told to tell Daniel to set his machine thingy-doo to 2.342. Penny's street address at her new place was 423. Those numbers were all over the place! On the tail of the helicopter, in the number of the auction piece Charles Widmore was bidding on, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's December 24, 2004. Get to high ground, kids, there's a tsunami comin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black Rock was owned by Torvas (sp?) Hanso? And Charles Widmore was bidding on his journal? Maybe Charles Widmore is the one who staged the remains of 815 complete with dead bodies? Remember, Penny herself said something to the effect of "If you have enough money, you can do anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haircuts didn't exist in 1996. Or so Daniel Faraday's bob would indicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is someone on the freighter that is helping Sayid and Desmond. I think we're all wagering on it being Michael. For a brief moment, when Omar and the other hot freighter guy brought Desmond to the sick bay, I gasped out loud and thought we were about to see Ethan again. I mean, it made sense, no? Ben has a man on their ship and Ethan was a doctor. But then I remembered that Ethan took two (or three?) shots to the chest, and there probably wasn't any fixing that. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Next week's Juliet-centric "The Other Woman" features the return of Tom, Ethan, and Goodwin. Seems Goodwin was married. That could make things awkward, since we saw Juliet and Goodwin in bed together. I'm guessing Juliet is Other Woman. That's my deductive reasoning hard at work, kids. I also hear that Juliet plants (another) one on Jack. He just doesn't seem to get it. Or, He's Just Not That Into You, Juliet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, if anyone cares to enlighten me on the whole time travel thing, please feel free to do so. But as Juliet said (quote of the night award winner, right here!), "Talk real slow and maybe we'll understand you." (I won't even get into the grammatical structure of tat sentence... in fact, just typing it out made me cringe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See you next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1706378536659121428?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1706378536659121428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1706378536659121428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1706378536659121428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1706378536659121428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/03/constant-hottie.html' title='The Constant Hottie'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-9060265322177208739</id><published>2008-02-29T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:41:21.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For those anxiously awaiting my new post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;... you'll just have to wait longer. I need to go back and rewatch last night's Desmond-centric episode. I'm sure I missed most of it, and as John Locke said himself last week, "You might catch something you missed the second time around." As such, I will heed his advice and revisit last night's "The Constant" before delighting you with my words. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-9060265322177208739?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/9060265322177208739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=9060265322177208739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9060265322177208739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9060265322177208739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-those-anxiously-awaiting-my-new.html' title='For those anxiously awaiting my new post...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-990198249342841555</id><published>2008-02-25T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:08:10.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILER ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG. I just heard that either Jin, Sun, or Sawyer will kick it before episode 9 of THIS season!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-990198249342841555?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/990198249342841555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=990198249342841555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/990198249342841555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/990198249342841555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/spoiler-alert.html' title='SPOILER ALERT!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8776839668817388278</id><published>2008-02-22T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:10:16.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Baby Name Ever and Daddy Chimes In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Though I have remained unsuccessful in unearthing the recorded teenaged angst of my youth to prove it, I resolutely stand by my claim that &lt;em&gt;I picked out my son's name first!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;With that said, OMG, WHAT A FANTASTIC FREAKING EPISODE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll admit, when LOST flashed across the screen at the conclusion of last night's episode, the Kate-centric "Eggtown," my first thought wasn't that Aaron was, you know, &lt;em&gt;Aaron&lt;/em&gt;, like Aaron Aaron, Claire's Aaron. I was all like, "Well, that's silly, why did Kate name Sawyer's baby Aaron? That must have been a little awkward." That then made way for "............whaaaaaaaaaa?!When did Kate do the dirty with the father of Claire's baby?!!" Which then made way for the "...ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" moment that followed shortly thereafter. (Hey, I won't lie and say that I'm always the brightest crayon in the box!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, after that hit, where we find out that Kate is now raising Baby Aaron is a fantasticly nice house, no doubt purchased with her generous settlement from Oceanic Airlines, I would have to say that the most intriguing tidbits of information came in the two minute testimony of Hot Future Jack. While Kate is on trial for a number of crimes, among them Arson, Fraud, Larceny, Grand Theft Auto, and Murder in the First, Jack is called to testify as a character witness, and in his testimony were become privy to what has become The Story of the Oceanic 6. Now, I must think that everything that Jack said on the stand was false, since in his post-trial meeting with Kate in the parking lot, she said something to the effect of "I've heard that story so many times, I'm starting to believe it." In his super-short-but-oh-so-enlightening testimony, Jack mentions 8 survivors of Oceanic 815, and that they landed in the water. He sings Kate's praises as hero of the group, going on to say that they would have starved if not for her, blah, blah, blah. And just when he was getting to the good stuff, the stuff they've been telling the general public, the stuff &lt;em&gt;we want to know for all that's good and holy&lt;/em&gt;, Kate stands up and interrupts. Damn her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah, Kate's rich, has a good make up artist, and is raising Claire's child. But wait.... Psychic Austrailian Guy was adamant about Claire raising the baby herself, so are we to assume that Claire is dead? Well, with this show, I wouldn't assume anything. Also, what's with Jack and his unwillingness to hang out with the kid? Is it because he found out that he's the kid's &lt;em&gt;freakin' uncle?!!&lt;/em&gt; Theories abound...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...and none other than my own Daddy has chimed in! So, courtesy of my father (with a little of my own theory thrown in for good meaure), chew on this: While we are to believe that there is only one more person to be revealed as a member of the Oceanic 6, and that person is the one in the coffin, perhaps we shouldn't consider Sayid as one of them. After all, all the other survivors have shown up in each other's futures, with the exception of Sayid, who seems to be on some sort of covert mission with Ben to.... what? Kill off anyone who might come close to finding out the truth about what happened to the remaining survivors? Protect the Oceaninc 6 from people who want them killed or want something else from them? So maybe there are only 4 of the 6 who have been revealed thus far. Then  you have all the other factors thrown in: should Ben be counted since he wasn't on the plane? Does Aaron count since he was born on the island? Yada, yada, yada, the point is: &lt;em&gt;we don't know! Will we ever know?  I don't know!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lesser points of order last night, the ones that have surely been wiped from your memory, since, if you're like me, your brain is &lt;em&gt;just full (italics are fun!) &lt;/em&gt;are certainly no less important. Kudos to Sawyer for finally saying what needed to be said to Kate, even if all he got for his trouble was a bitch slap in the face, but hey, it's true!! Locke is falling apart again, and Ben is back to his mind games tricks again. Claire's wig looked pretty horrific, and quote of the night goes to Hurley and his "You totally just Scooby-Dooed me, didn't you?" Jack is getting antsy on the beach, and can't you just see the Kwon's living happily ever after in Albuquerque? Yeah, me neither. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week's Desmond-centric episode will be shedding some light on just why Dezzy-Do, Sayid , and Co. haven't yet made it back to the freighter. Maybe, just maybe, it has something to do with that tricky 30 minute time warp. Just a guess. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8776839668817388278?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8776839668817388278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8776839668817388278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8776839668817388278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8776839668817388278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-baby-name-ever-and-daddy-chimes-in.html' title='The Best Baby Name Ever and Daddy Chimes In...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6623732394665270172</id><published>2008-02-21T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:25:03.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear East Coasters,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala, I can't hear you, lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6623732394665270172?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6623732394665270172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6623732394665270172' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6623732394665270172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6623732394665270172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-east-coasters.html' title='Dear East Coasters,'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6688565475643895595</id><published>2008-02-13T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T10:23:48.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;....the link to my other (new) blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breethepilotswife.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6688565475643895595?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6688565475643895595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6688565475643895595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6688565475643895595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6688565475643895595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/also.html' title='Also...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8564299470628760303</id><published>2008-02-13T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:14:28.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The end is here! The writers are back to work!! So, HURRY UP AND WRITE SOME MORE FANTASTIC LOST EPISODES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahem. Writers, congratulations to you on negotiating an acceptable contract for your union. I am most happy for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, down to business. First off, CONGRATULATIONS to our own Lois Lane, who is tying the knot (for realsies) this weekend. YAY! BUT, in celebration of those impending nuptials, I will be unable to blog about this week's LOST. BUT, (it seems I will start every sentence with this capitalized conjunction!) this week's episode, from what I hear, will leave you gasping for air, anyway, so by the time you recover from that, I will be ready to dish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a good weekend!  :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8564299470628760303?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8564299470628760303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8564299470628760303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8564299470628760303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8564299470628760303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2496243446519000479</id><published>2008-02-07T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:12:25.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There comes a time when you just have to admit to yourself that you have no earthly idea what is going on on this show. For me, that time came at 10:02 PST on February 7, 2008. Congratulations, LOST, you win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2496243446519000479?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2496243446519000479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2496243446519000479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2496243446519000479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2496243446519000479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8038156370679878326</id><published>2008-01-31T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:48:09.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initial Thoughts on The Beginning of the End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind can only handle so much--especially after an episode like that. DEFINITELY worth the wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, just a few thoughts to wrestle with before I (attempt to) go to sleep. I promise a more in depth analysis after I've had the chance to a) sleep, b) do my own pondering and/or c) throw in the towel, admit that I'm completely and utterly confused, and do some research to see what other people have to say about 4.01. Dive in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurley has some serious guilt issues going on, that much is clear.  So much so that he's started to go a bit bonkers, seeing a manifestation of his guilt take human form. Well... sorta. Not exactly HUMAN form, more like GHOST form. Hurley has been having visions of Charlie, dearly departed, and uttering cryptic advice from beyond the grave. How Hurley got to this point, i.e. this flashforward, has yet to be determined, since in Island Time, Hurley has aligned himself with Locke's group to honor Charlie's sacrifice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prior to that point, (sorry to be jumping all over the map here, everyone, but just bear with me... I have a point in here somewhere, I promise!) Hurley was seen on the island poking around in a familiar creepy cabin surronded by white ash. That's right, Hurley stumbled upon Jacob's lair in the jungle, and even more surprising, got a good looky loo at him while he was at it... you know, right before someone else got all up in his face, spooked the ever living crap out of him and he turned and ran in the other direction, only to end up... right there at the cabin again. Oh LOST, what you do to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, so getting back to my point, up until this point, only two other people have seen Jacob -- Ben and Locke. Both men are convinced of the island's powers, and both have a "special" quality about them that even allows them to see Jacob in the first place. It would now appear that Hurley has something "special" about him, as well. Now, Hurley's guilt is so palpable, and in his flash forward, there are a number of people trying to get information that he is unwilling to give up out of him, that it leads me to believe that Hurley --perhaps not unlike Ben, who willingly participated in the "purging" of his own people -- has something to do with the other group of survivors not also being rescued. Perhaps Hurley himself sacrificed some of his own people to ensure rescue from the island? Well, until I'm proven worng (which, in true LOST fashion will probably be next week), that's my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few other points of order: What's going on with Kate? Why is she deceiving Jack, stealing the phone from him, and running off into the jungle? Also, Naomi's dying words were to "tell [her] sister that [she] love[s] her." -- Who is this sister? I'm more than willing to bet that it will end up being someone we've seen before. Maybe Nadia? -- Remember, the last time we saw Sayid's girl, she was in the UK, getting saved from a mugger by Charlie. This had to have been before she was in the US, since the information Sayid received about her had her located in L.A., hence Sayid's purpose in being on flight 815 in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fading fast here, but want your thoughts on two things: Who is in the cabin with Jacob (or is it, in fact, Jacob himself?) and who are the other 3 survivors to get off the island with Hurley, Jack, and Kate and make up what Hurley calls "The Oceanic Six?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More to come tomorrow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8038156370679878326?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8038156370679878326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8038156370679878326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8038156370679878326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8038156370679878326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/initial-thoughts-on-beginning-of-end.html' title='Initial Thoughts on The Beginning of the End'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-7407575607946379068</id><published>2008-01-31T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:02:44.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heard on the radio coming home that HURLEY sees Jacob?! ONE MORE HOUR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-7407575607946379068?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/7407575607946379068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=7407575607946379068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7407575607946379068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7407575607946379068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2647022048176781043</id><published>2008-01-30T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:01:37.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As I gaze longingly at Jack in January, I'm struck by his quote: "Nobody gets left behind."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well.... it would appear that that is not the case. Time will tell. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2647022048176781043?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2647022048176781043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2647022048176781043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2647022048176781043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2647022048176781043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought.html' title='A Thought'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3729539157465945533</id><published>2008-01-30T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T15:58:23.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST at last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DISCLAIMER: With Season 4 of LOST upon us, please excuse my random outbursts of emotion in the following.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's here. It's HERE. 35 long weeks have passed by since we were all thrown into a speechless tizzy, as the pieces all finally came together -- it's a FLASH FORWARD! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. REWIND THAT. Since then, we've been able to approach LOST with a clearer mind, an open heart, and, as always, open arms. We've sat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;begrudgingly&lt;/span&gt; through crappy substitutes, muddled our way through the long weeks. But now, NOW, our patience and loyalty are being rewarded. SEASON 4 IS HERE. Set your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVRs&lt;/span&gt;, put the kids to bed, and prepare to be dazzled. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I trust that since you've waited with me in anticipation, a little more time won't kill you before we get to the good stuff -- i.e., the tempting spoilers from Season 4. First, we must address all the chewy goodness of Season 3 on DVD, which I trust you all have, by now, procured and poured over in anticipation of The Glorious Return. In no particular order, points of order from Season 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When last we saw the survivors, Jack had led the group to the radio tower to signal for help with the aid of Naomi's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;superpowered&lt;/span&gt; satellite phone. Despite several obstacles (encountering Ben along the way, the heretofore left-for-dead-in-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt;-purged-mass-grave-in-the-jungle John Locke's impeccable aim resulting in a knife in the back of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;parachuter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt; Naomi, Junkie rocker Charlie's watery death in an underwater hatch), the survivors manage to turn off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Frenchie's&lt;/span&gt; distress signal, and make the call to a nearby freighter floating offshore. Desmond is still in The Hydra, the previously mentioned underwater hatch, while Mikhail's fate is still unknown after throwing (floating?) the grenade that ultimately killed Charlie, and Juliet, Sawyer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;, Bernard, and Hurley are still on the beach, having killed the attacking Others. Then, in a complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mindf&lt;/span&gt;*#k, we come to find out that what we previously thought was a flashback in Jack's life is, in actuality, a flash &lt;em&gt;forward.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;square&lt;/span&gt; between Kate, Jack, Juliet, and Sawyer became more complicated when Juliet kissed Jack before taking off to the beach, Sawyer told Kate that he hoped she wasn't pregnant with his child, and Jack told Kate he loved her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grown up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt; appeared to a dying and suicidal John Locke, shot in the stomach by Ben, telling him to "Get up... You have work to do. " Apparently, that "work" was using Naomi as target practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ben has issued an ominous (not anonymous, as I just typed) warning, pleading with Jack not to contact the boat: "If you do, every living person on this island will be killed." Well, shit. Now what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So there's the highlights from the season finale. Things that remain a mystery:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The four toed statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The island's healing powers (i.e., John being paralyzed, Rose being sick, Ben's tumor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jin's&lt;/span&gt; sterility)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where the eff Michael and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Waaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt; went on that boat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What the whole Anthony Cooper Ending Up on the Island thing was all about, and how both he and Naomi insist that there were no survivors of flight 815 when the wreckage was found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who was in the coffin and why that person's death would cause Jack to want to commit suicide, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt; be worthy of Kate's scorn and utter disdain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How Sawyer can still manage to be so damn witty and Jack so damn hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, in case you were living under a rock, and missed the finale, and still haven't managed to see it, ABC will be replaying "Through the Looking Glass" tonight starting at 9:00. I've also heard word that there will be text running &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt; with the broadcast offering hints, things to look for, and general information. Is it just me, or does that sound a lot like Pop-Up Video? Don't get me wrong, I love me some Pop-Up Video. It's like the two Best Things Ever combined into one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Extraordinarily&lt;/span&gt; Awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SuperShow&lt;/span&gt;. If that's not enough for you, if you're pressed for time, check out the video below for a witty take on Seasons 1-3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fM27s4vJGtg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fM27s4vJGtg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OK, so with all that out of the way on to the good stuff. And I do mean The Good Stuff. Juicy Good Stuff. If you don't want to know, if Spoilers aren't your thing, stop reading now, and enjoy tomorrow night's premiere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow night's premiere, (I get goosebumps just typing that!) entitled "The Beginning of the End," is just that. We're halfway there, people! We have reached the climax, the summit, the apex, all things will now lead to (what we hope will be) a suitable conclusion. Contact with the freighter has been made, but from the rumors swirling around the boards, the other Others will make Ben and Co. seem like cuddly little teddy bears. By now, I'm sure you've seen the trailers of New Guy telling Jack that rescuing the survivors isn't their "primary objective." So, the obvious question that arises out of that, as J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt; so eloquently puts it, "...then what is?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just what it is, then, will be revealed in the next 8 episodes, from what I hear. I strongly suggest that you pick up this week's edition of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TV Guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, which provides a completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tantalizing&lt;/span&gt; preview: (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;entwined&lt;/span&gt; with my exclamations of joy, wonder, perplexity)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The premiere picks up on two plot threads left dangling by the finale: potential rescue by the freighter crew and the fallout from the death of junkie rocker-turned self-sacrificing hero Charlie (Dominic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Monaghan&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Monaghan&lt;/span&gt; may no longer be a series regular, but that doesn't mean you won't see him again. "Dead people resurface on our show," Garcia says&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A.K.A Charlie will be back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; flashback. Don't get your panties in a wad.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jack and Kate weren't the only ones to get off the island. Who else made the cut will be revealed during the eight episodes (one will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ID'd&lt;/span&gt; in the season premiere).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Now, to be quite honest, I apparently was so flabbergasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; the season finale, that I didn't even consider the fact that EVERYONE didn't make it off the island. This whole "Select Few" thing didn't occur to me. I just thought it was an All or Nothing. I was wrong.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But as the sight of a broken Future Jack suggested, getting rescued wasn't exactly a ticket to happily-ever-after.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(And makes you start to wonder the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;validity&lt;/span&gt; of Ben's claims. Recall the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mobisode&lt;/span&gt; in which he and Jack are playing chess? In that, Ben states something to the effect that once you leave the island, you just might try to find your way back. Very chilling, in typical Michael Emerson style, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;, we find his words ring true in last season's finale. )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[...] Another burning Kate question: Who is the "he" referred to by onetime commitment-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;phobe&lt;/span&gt; Kate when she implied to Jack that&lt;br /&gt;someone was waiting for her at home? "Kate's kind of got her s--- together, " Lilly says, "and the reason she's coping quite well is [that person]." Before discovering the answer in the Kate-centric episode's script, the actress, like any fan, had plenty of theories: "I thought it was either Sawyer or a kid. But she seemed wealthier than you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;might've&lt;/span&gt; expected her to be, so I thought maybe she married some rich guy." (Our lips are sealed, except to say that one of Lilly's guesses is correct.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Which one? Well, I'm willing to bet it's the kid. My guess is that Sawyer kicks it, whether it's this season or not, and it turns out that Kate actually is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;preggers&lt;/span&gt; with his kid.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[...] The eight-episode run also holds the key to where traitorous Michael has been seen since last seen sailing off in the Others' boat with son Wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(aaaaaaaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lt at the end of season 2. Sources say Michael will prove to be integral to what is currently the season's cliff-hanger-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt; Episode 8.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Could it be that Episode 8 will reveal that Michael is the coffin-dweller?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; [...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And so on and so on. Suffice it to say, this mini season will not only require your utmost attention (uh, hello? Flash forwards AND Flash backs? I'm confused just thinking about it!), but also, as always, your undying patience and loyalty, since there are only 8 episodes before LOST, like so many before it, goes dark due to the ongoing writers' strike. (Though, I did hear tell that talks are going well, and if they continue to do so, the strike could be resolved by the end of the week! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;, fingers and legs and ankles and everything else crossed!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-premiere blog post would be complete without general spoilers on the season as well as the premiere. Ask and you shall receive, dear reader!!! (The following courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spoilerfix.com/lost.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;spoilerfix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have it on good authority that someone we thought was killed in the season finale will turn up very much alive in the Jan. 31 premiere. And this person may or may not be [Charlie, Naomi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Patchey&lt;/span&gt;, Mr. Friendly.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(My money's on Mikhail. The guy JUST WON'T DIE!! Or Naomi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the beginning of season four, Sawyer is... on Team Locke! I can tell you that there are two teams and that the other leader won't surprise you... but Kate's allegiance will. As far as I know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; and Sun aren't playing for either team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've had permission [to reveal] and confirmation from a number of very good sources that the Season 4 premiere of Lost will feature multiple character flashbacks and/or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;flashforwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Episode 4.02: Confirmed Dead ("Not Penny's Boat" people-centric)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Airdate&lt;/span&gt;: February 7, 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Episode 4.03: The Economist (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;-centric)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Airdate&lt;/span&gt;: February 14, 2008&lt;br /&gt;01/28 - Locke's hostage may be the key to getting off the island, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; and Kate go in search of their fellow castaway in an attempt to negotiate a peaceful deal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(My guess as to "Locke's hostage?" -- Hurley. Or Jack.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Episode 4.04: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Eggtown&lt;/span&gt; (Kate-centric)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Airdate&lt;/span&gt;: February 21, 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kate pleads not guilty to a laundry list of crimes, including murder, assault and weapons charges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before I bid you adieu, I will offer up my thoughts, theories, and mad stabs in the dark:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) With the introduction of the flash forward device, I expect that we will be seeing more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt;. That way, after being gone for a few seasons and Malcolm David Kelley having a few birthdays and hitting puberty in between, the writers and producers now have a way to work that into the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) Though I already confessed to not having thought about everybody not making it off the island, it does make sense now. Jack, in perpetual need of something to fix, is trying to make his way back to the island to save those who were left behind. His guilt and remorse, coupled with the death of Whoever Is In The Coffin, are enough to drive him to suicide for his failure to be able to "fix it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) The freighter crew are employees (somehow or another) of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Initiative&lt;/span&gt;, seeking out the island to avenge the death of their people. Hence Ben's trepidation at their return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, y'all, that's all I got. At least until tomorrow night, at which point, I'm sure, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Darlton&lt;/span&gt; and Co. will blow my brains with some fantastic majesty and I will, once again as I have so many times before, be reduced to stammering and drooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Premiere Viewing! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3729539157465945533?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3729539157465945533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3729539157465945533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3729539157465945533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3729539157465945533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/lost-at-last.html' title='LOST at last!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-7346706706291251420</id><published>2008-01-15T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:40:43.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>File Under: Things That Are Creepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I googled myself. (Don't judge me, you've done it, too.) And this is what came up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lost.wetpaint.com/page/The+Valenzetti+Equation+Theory?t=anon"&gt;Creepy. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still can't guess why I'm creeped out? Check out the "keyword tags" at the bottom and you'll notice &lt;em&gt;my maiden name.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-7346706706291251420?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/7346706706291251420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=7346706706291251420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7346706706291251420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/7346706706291251420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/file-under-things-that-are-creepy.html' title='File Under: Things That Are Creepy'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2117564500394236167</id><published>2008-01-04T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T11:18:01.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S3 on DVD and the Return of LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The hash marks carved into my bedroom wall served to remind me that the Return of LOST (RoL) is rapidly approaching. And, if you're like me, (and God help you if you are) you're just SO FREAKING EXCITED that you don't care that there are only going to be 8 episodes this "season" instead of the promised 16. I'm sure that as we make our way through those 8 episodes, I'll begin to lament and curse the AMPTP, but for now, I'm basking in the glory of new LOST teasers, and the oh-so-close P-Day (Premiere Day, duh). And oh, there's so much in which to bask...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have, of late, been preparing myself, albeit with the help of others (no, not THOSE others...) for the upcoming gloriousness that is S4. My Favorite Husband, it must be said, still knows how to treat his lady, even whilst building sand castles in the Middle East. In celebration of two blissful years of matrimony, how did El Capitan choose to mark this auspicious occassion? Why, by sending his fair dame S3 on DVD (with added bonus features!) and a bottle of champagne. Personally, I can think of no better way to celebrate. (Unless it was sharing said bottle of bubbly with Matth-- MY HUSBAND. Ahem.) And Diamond, that "gem" of a co-worker (I'm so witty.) who had provided me 12 glorious months of LOST eyecandy while simultaneously reminding me of your upcoming birthday, is also deserving of mad props. (Oh yeah, and Ma--ahem, SANTA-- gave me a puzzle of the hatch for Christmas. But since I have a one year old who would eat dirt if you didn't keep an eye on him, the 500 piece puzzle remains in its box until the "I-will-eat-everything-I-see" stage passes.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So along with all this, the rehashing and revisiting and rewinding of S3, and the staring at and drooling over Jack in January, I've also been watching the abc.com mobisodes. (Ooh, spell check &lt;em&gt;hates&lt;/em&gt; that word. Come to think of it, so do I...) And while most of them are pretty much a waste of about 2.6 minutes, there have been a few worthy of the expression that I have named The Chiz. (imagine your head cocked to the left, parallel with your shoulder. Or, if you're in the area, just stop by the desk and say something befuddling. You'll see what I mean.) Anyway, one of those perplexing moments came in the mobisode dubbed "Buried Secrets" where in Sun, (aka Daniela Choi, as indicated by the California drivers' license she was burying in the ground noted) and Michael ALMOST MADE OUT. I'm not sure whether to be excited or disgusted. Given Sun's previous disposition to sleep with the hottest men EVER, I think I'll have to opt for the latter. The only other mobisode worth noting is "Room 23," in which it appears that Waaaaalt is being a bad little boy while being subjected to the same brainwashing rave through which our buddy Karl suffered. However, unlike Karl, Waaaaaaalt is fighting the power by killing birds. Or something. Whatever. He's "special." We get it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, with all that being said, mark your (sexy new) calendars for January 31 @ 9:00pm (Thursdays? Really?), the date LOST triumphantly returns in a spectacular 2 hour premiere. (Although I'm sure you know as well as I do by now that "2 hour premiere" really means "1 hour of some ridiculous recap and 1 hour of the real thing.) And, if you're looking for some teaser fun, go &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20169281,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read all about Matthew Fox's thoughts on S4. Then, turn your volume up and go &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/video/exclusives?lineupId=1155151521&amp;amp;videoId=1361335237"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, where MF waxes philosophical on why it's so necessary that LOST set an end date, blah, blah, blah, I'm a wicked hottie. Finally, go here for some more interesting tidbits from MF, including a quote from him on the importance of Time in LOST, where he states, "Time is a major theme in LOST, and will play a huge role." Straight from the source, folks! He also mentions that there &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; be more flashbacks mingled in with the new flashforwards. I hope I can keep it all straight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, I had an epiphany while watching S3 last night, one you are free to discuss and debate amongst yourselves. The voice that eerily booms "Previously, on LOST..." &lt;em&gt;Who is that?!&lt;/em&gt; Perhaps (and humor me here...) it's the Guy in the Coffin? Just a thought...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2117564500394236167?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2117564500394236167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2117564500394236167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2117564500394236167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2117564500394236167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2008/01/s3-on-dvd-and-return-of-lost.html' title='S3 on DVD and the Return of LOST'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2001117694668105144</id><published>2007-11-08T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:49:52.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WGA Strike and How It Affects Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/RzNaJy0Hm0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y113u0IDoik/s1600-h/hatch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give them what they want! Get them back to work! I NEED LOST. Seriously, I'm not sure what will happen if I can't watch LOST. The rumors I have heard swirling around is that the original intention of the A-Team, Darlton, (and yes, I just Brangelina'd Carlton Cuse and Damon Lindelof.... even more frightening, I just used "Brangelina" as a verb.... see what this is doing to me?!) for the remaining 16-episode seasons is now being cut in half from 16 to 8. (See, Mom, that Liberal Arts education didn't fail me; I can do simple math!!) Whether or not that means they'll push the upcoming season forward, I've yet to confirm or deny. I also haven't heard any rumblings about the Season 3 DVD release being pushed up, either. I've been crossing the days off in anticipation! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear WGA,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bree &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2001117694668105144?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2001117694668105144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2001117694668105144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2001117694668105144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2001117694668105144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/11/wga-strike-and-how-it-affects-me.html' title='WGA Strike and How It Affects Me'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1676427474338802788</id><published>2007-10-25T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:04:40.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Victim of the LOST curse</title><content type='html'>Don't drink the water, Daniel Dae Jin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20154155,00.html"&gt;http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20154155,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1676427474338802788?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1676427474338802788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1676427474338802788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1676427474338802788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1676427474338802788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/10/latest-victim-of-lost-curse.html' title='The Latest Victim of the LOST curse'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-601800556750670622</id><published>2007-08-27T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T16:52:24.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Guy Joins the Cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yup, I've never heard of him either. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20053479,00.html"&gt;Some Guy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And is it just me or does Jeremy Davies, also slated to appear in the upcoming season, remind you of someone we've seen before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/RtNiCCVCaqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jEpS_xAyX3s/s1600-h/headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103530589865274018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="136" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/RtNiCCVCaqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jEpS_xAyX3s/s320/headshot.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103531302829845170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/RtNiriVCarI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sy5lQAFWx0k/s320/RodrigoSanto_DeGuire_14191452.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-601800556750670622?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/601800556750670622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=601800556750670622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/601800556750670622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/601800556750670622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-guy-joins-cast.html' title='Some Guy Joins the Cast'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yutHe69ksmQ/RtNiCCVCaqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jEpS_xAyX3s/s72-c/headshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3770766465239955071</id><published>2007-08-07T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:03:22.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harold "Blabbermouth" Perrineau</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So, I've got good news, and I've got bad news. The good news is: at last month's Comic-Con here in sunny San Diego, the producers revealed that Michael (and perhaps Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalt?) will be back next season. The bad news is: at last month's Comic-Con here in sunny San Diego, the producers revealed that Michael (and perhaps Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalt?) will be back next season. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So clearly, I am unsure of how I feel about this new little tidbit of info. I won't lie and claim to have been heartbroken when Michael and Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalt sailed off into the sunset in their little dinghy, leaving our fearsome foursome bound and gagged on the Others' dock. Though, with the &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20050265,00.html"&gt;little teaser tidbit Harold Perrineau dropped in an interview with EW&lt;/a&gt;, saying that Perrineau thinks it could be &lt;em&gt;Michael &lt;/em&gt;in the coffin, things could become muy interesante. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, let's think about that for a moment. Eagle eyes caught a mention of a man from New York on the obituary that Jack was holding in the finale, and, as we all know, Michael hails from the Big Apple. Also, given his history thus far of backstabbing his fellow survivors, it would come as no surprise that Kate would harbor a certain distaste for him. Furthermore, if his past behavior (i.e., backstabbing, killing, lying, etc.) is any indication of what's to come, maybe his down-the-hacth shenanigans at the end of season 2 were only a foreshadowing of greater (and by greater, I mean worse, &lt;em&gt;obvi&lt;/em&gt;) things to come. Perhaps Michael's days of doubledealing and treachery haven't quite yet come to a close.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah, Michael's back. Now, if only we could figure out what's going on with Waaaaaaaaaaaalt. Why, if he's alive and well sailing the high seas with his old man, is he still appearing, all ghost-like and creepy, to people on the brink of death back on the island? Arrrrgh, January is still a long ways off. :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3770766465239955071?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3770766465239955071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3770766465239955071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3770766465239955071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3770766465239955071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/08/harold-blabbermouth-perrineau.html' title='Harold &quot;Blabbermouth&quot; Perrineau'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8722111437332695321</id><published>2007-07-14T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:41:50.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Programming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear LOST,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh. I miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer programming is just not cutting it for me. I've tried to feed my addiction with things I know just won't live up to the original. Diet LOST, if you will. For example, Hell's Kitchen, Last Comic Standing, etc., ad nauseum. January is a long ways off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here I was, naive little LOST lover that I am, thinking that Season 3 would be out in a little over a month, just like last year, and pouring over those episodes would get me through until the New Year. Not so, my friends, not so. S3 won't be making its appearance on shelves until December 11. DECEMBER 11. DECEMBER 11. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DECEMBER 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Wow, Aaron will be almost a year old by then. Freaky.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 11. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh. I miss LOST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8722111437332695321?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8722111437332695321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8722111437332695321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8722111437332695321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8722111437332695321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-programming.html' title='Summer Programming'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6132800840790990529</id><published>2007-05-25T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:00:08.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Completely Screwed Up, Cracked and Slightly Tinted Looking Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Holy freaking crap. How do I even begin to tackle this one? &lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; much happened, and, truly, overall, I think that this was one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOST's&lt;/span&gt; better episodes. And here's why: it was able to stay true to form, namely being an enigma shrouded in mystery, bubble wrapped in secrecy, and sent via super secret overnight mail to obscurity, ambiguity, and vagueness (thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, thesaurus!), and still leave us wanting more. But what we got, oh, what we got.... it done &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Through the Looking Glass" was, what Damon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lindelof&lt;/span&gt; and Carlton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cuse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surreptitiously&lt;/span&gt; dubbed "The Rattlesnake in the Mailbox," a complete game-changer. But, as always, we must start from the beginning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The episode opens with a super-scraggly, haven't-seen-a-barber-in-years Jack flying on an Oceanic plane, shaking, claiming to be in dire need of yet another drink. When I first saw the scene, the first thing I noticed was that Sun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; appeared to be sitting behind Jack. But given the "game changer" that happened in the end, that wouldn't make any sense, now, would it? But, moving on. On the plane, Jack comes across the obituary of ... &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. (Um, so how many of you have been turning your laptops sideways and trying to glean &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; from that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;screencap&lt;/span&gt;? Guilty.) Now, even though we have no earthly (or otherworldly, for that matter) idea of who this person is, s/he is apparently significant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to drive Jack to suicide after reading it. But, as luck (or fate) would have it, right before Jack is about to take the leap (literally), there is a car crash on the bridge upon which Jack is currently perched, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;whammo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, another thing for Jack to fix. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this point, back on the ranch, the Survivors have begun their hike to the radio tower, leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;, and Bernard behind to deal with the intruding Others. At this point in the episode, I'm already going nuts because I &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;swear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm hearing music underlying the entire show so far. And, with the exception of The Cranberries "I'll Stand By You" underplaying during Jack's suicide endeavors, I can't make anything in particular out. But it's &lt;em&gt;so definitely&lt;/em&gt; there. Whether or not this has any significance to the show still has yet to be determined. My husband (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;, I'll get to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; later) claims it must be a technical glitch, probably with local programming. I &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; buy this theory, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; for the fact that NOTHING on this show is coincidental. I was, in fact, so distracted by this that I didn't notice Juliet kissing Jack (oh, no, she &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;din't&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/em&gt;Hell to the no!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until it was over (rewind!). So, I apologize in advance if there are things I didn't catch because I was so freaking distracted by the Crazy Music. (And I'm not even pregnant anymore!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blooeys&lt;/span&gt; later, and things didn't quite work out the way the survivors had hoped: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; missed his target (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, this has happened before has it not?), and as such, the three of them get captured by the Others who weren't blown to smithereens. Eventually, Hurley comes to the rescue (thank god, I was getting seriously pissed about all the fat jokes! Poor guy, &lt;em&gt;just wants to help!!!&lt;/em&gt;) via his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; van, careening onto the beach and wiping out those who remained. Oh, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; went all Republican Guard, and, &lt;em&gt;with his arms tied behind his back&lt;/em&gt; snapped the other dude's neck. (So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;badass&lt;/span&gt;... just call him Jack Bauer.... or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;, whichever you like better.) Sawyer, who at this point is a forlorn, I-no-longer-have-a-purpose-now-that-I-have-fulfilled-my-life-goal-of-killing-the-guy-who-murdered-my-parents, gets the final dig, shooting Tom after he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;surrendered&lt;/span&gt; (bad form, Sawyer!) for "taking the kid off the raft." Done and done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of "the kid," is it inappropriate of me to think that Walt is now hot? Um, probably, but even more disconcerting is this: the producers have made no effort whatsoever to disguise the aging of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Malcom&lt;/span&gt; David Kelley (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt;!!!) I mean, the funky camera angle, perhaps, to hide how freaking tall the kid is, but nothing to the voice, etc. Walt appears to a wounded (both physically and mentally) Johnny Locke, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;' in the mass grave with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; folks, himself contemplating suicide. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt; nixes that idea, tells John to get off his pathetic bum, and get to work, whatever that means.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, apparently that means killing Naomi, who has finally been able to get that stupid phone working. Another standoff between the Man of Science and the Man of Faith ensues, with the former coming out the victor. Main of Faith retreats into the jungle, probably to go sulk to Jacob. Jack makes the call, talks to someone who promises to get on with the whole saving-the-survivors thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, we could just end it there, and it would have made for a pretty boring season finale. But, then you've got the whole "Rattlesnake in the Mailbox" thing, that promised to be such a game-changer, you'd end up leaving LOST for 7 months (&amp;amp; months!!) continually repeating ".... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Whaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;?!" &lt;/em&gt;Which would have been really great, except for the fact that &lt;em&gt;freakishly insightful&lt;/em&gt; husband guy &lt;em&gt;ruined the whole thing&lt;/em&gt; with over an hour left in the show. Yup, that's right, He figured out that the flashbacks were not, in fact, flashbacks, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;flashforwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It appears that Jack, after having left the island, wants nothing more than to go back. In fact, as he tells Kate in the final scene, he uses his golden pass from Oceanic Airlines every Friday night, flying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Tokoyo&lt;/span&gt;, Singapore, Sydney, anywhere, pretty much. He &lt;em&gt;wants&lt;/em&gt; to crash, &lt;em&gt;prays&lt;/em&gt; to crash, longing to just go back. Which begs the question: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;, man?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throughout the episode, and in particular, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;flashbac&lt;/span&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;forwards, &lt;/em&gt;there is mention of Jack being a hero. "Twice over," apparently, as the new Chief of Surgery notes. Think back to the part of the show where Jack was trying to get his prescription refilled, and the guy behind him calls him a hero, citing what we think to be the car accident thing (P.S. Was that kid Zach, the infamous teddy-bear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;clutcher&lt;/span&gt;?!), but what is probably the whole "how they got off the island" thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, as usual, I have no idea what happens with this show. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Alls&lt;/span&gt; I know is that we have to wait until January or maybe even February until things get rolling again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, a moment of silence for The Hobbit. I must admit, with as much build-up as we got slapped in the face with "You're gonna die, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Chahlie&lt;/span&gt;," "I can't save you this time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;brotha&lt;/span&gt;," etc, I honestly didn't think they'd go through with it. But go through with it they did, and Charlie Pace bit the big one. Just when we thought it wouldn't happen, when Charlie entered the code (more code entering, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;! We can't get away from it!!) and started a nice little dialogue with Penny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Widmore&lt;/span&gt;, ultimately finding out that Naomi is a liar-liar-pants-on-fire, and that it's not Penny's boat floating offshore, Patchy shows up, grenade in hand, and drowns Charlie. So... uh... did Mikhail die, too, since it would seem that he, too, was &lt;em&gt;right there&lt;/em&gt; when the grenade exploded? You would think so, but since it seems that nothing, not even a sonic fence or an arrow straight to the heart, can kill that guy. So I don't really know if he's dead. Charlie, on the other hand, pushing up daisies. Now, I realize I've been demanding his death for pretty much the entire season now, but I have to admit, my heartstrings were tugged as I watched Charlie sacrifice himself for the greater good, and cross himself (&lt;em&gt;with the wrong hand&lt;/em&gt;) before taking his last breath. So good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, (again, I know, but I mean it this time!) questions to ponder for the next 7 or 8 months:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was in the casket, and why was s/he significant enough for Jack to want to commit suicide, but also someone for whom Kate had an obvious sense of hatred/disdain, etc?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the "he" that Kate had to get back to? Sawyer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaalt&lt;/span&gt; still alive? Or is he another of the island's apparitions? (i.e. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Yemi&lt;/span&gt;, Kate's horse, etc.) Is it Jacob in another form?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had just seen your daughter for the first time in 16 years, would your first words be "Will you help me tie him up?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was this, truly, a "game changer?" Will we begin to see "present day" in the future, and will the island be in flashback? (I'm so confused!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How will Charlie's death resonate throughout the camp, and will it come back to bite Desmond in the arse if Claire finds out he knew about it all along?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does Jack do that is s "heroic?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, so long for now, dear readers. Please do check back here once in awhile, as I'll update whenever something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;intriguing&lt;/span&gt; comes along. &lt;em&gt;So long, farewell, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;auf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;weidershcien&lt;/span&gt;, goodbye....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6132800840790990529?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6132800840790990529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6132800840790990529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6132800840790990529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6132800840790990529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/through-completely-screwed-up-cracked.html' title='Through the Completely Screwed Up, Cracked and Slightly Tinted Looking Glass'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-986777759093545503</id><published>2007-05-20T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:43:41.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**YAWN**</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry for the delay in getting this one out. I'm currently in Providence, RI on family business, so you'll have to excuse. Short post this week, kids, so sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's really nothing to talk about this week. All in all, "Greatest Hits" was pretty boring, and, I thought, a poor way to head into the season finale. A few points of order, however:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's good to have Jack back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claire, while still obnoxious and annoying, wasn't that bad this week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought Jin was a fisherman, how is it he's good at shooting things?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, (sorry!!) I have to admit that The Hobbit actually tugged on the heartstrings this week. Who knew?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking forward to the finale!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-986777759093545503?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/986777759093545503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=986777759093545503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/986777759093545503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/986777759093545503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/yawn.html' title='**YAWN**'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8837271861280952713</id><published>2007-05-14T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:54:57.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.Y.O.T. (Bring Your Own Theory)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As the self-proclaimed (and nationally recognized) Queen of All Things LOST, I bring you this first installation of B.Y.O.T. Those of you who recognize my status as Better Than You When It Comes to LOST, have, week after week, tuned into breegetslost to read my theories and ramblings on the show. The tables have turned, my friends, the tables have turned. Here, now, are YOUR thoughts and theories (in my words, your thoughts):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~After reading my most recent posting on "The Man Behind the Curtain," Ma thinks that I'm right. (Well, &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;!!) Sawyer will be the one to bite the big one and join our other dearly departed on Boone Hill. She also thinks that Kate is pregnant with his child. Well, so does everyone else, so that's not really groundbreaking; HOWEVER, as Ma notes, it will certainly make that love triangle interesting again, with Jack torn between new lady love Juliet, and pregnant-with-another-man's-child Kate. Or, alternatively, Juliet will be the one making the journey to the great beyond, taking into account the show's apparent pattern of killing off the newbies. Then, we're just back to the original love triangle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Now, I couldn't bring myself to get into the whole "LOST experience" thing this past summer as JW did. (Now that, my friends, is &lt;em&gt;commitment&lt;/em&gt;!) So he knows a whole lot more than me about the Dharma Inititaive, etc. What I do know is this: Last season, (I believe) we saw Sawyer reading Gary Troup's manuscript, &lt;em&gt;Bad Twin&lt;/em&gt;. Apparently, Gary Troup was on 815, and on his way to making it big in Hollywood. Now, there's been much speculation on the name Gary Troup itself, being an anagram for purgatory. JW's theory combines a couple of popular theories. We've discussed on this blog the "alternate universe" theory a few times, and coupling that knowledge with &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/tyco815/index.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; interesting little tidbit, as well as the fact that "Jacob," of whom we recently caught a glimpse, resembles our friend John Locke just a bit too much, gives us this sound theory:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone on the island has a "Bad Twin." Or at least, someone they could have been in an alternate universe, under different circumstances. And they are brought to this island, which, in fact, is Purgatory to fight for their survival and place in the universe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, these are only the theories that have been brought to my attention recently. Call to mind ACOG's &lt;a href="http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/02/flashes-before-your-eyes.html#comments"&gt;theory&lt;/a&gt; from back in "Flashes Before Your Eyes." It's certainly something to consider now that there has been speculation on the fact that Suddenly Susan appears not to have aged a day over the course of Ben's childhood! ACOG, you can see the future!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then there are the keep-you-guessing tidbits they keep throwing at us that we (more than likely) blow out of proportion. Take, for instance, the ash surronding Jacob's creep hut: a nod to the whole idea of the phoenix rising from the ashes, (and maybe that Hurley bird from last year's season finale was a phoenix?!)? Or yet another biblical reference: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now seeking other theories!! Come on, kids, let have 'em!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8837271861280952713?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8837271861280952713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8837271861280952713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8837271861280952713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8837271861280952713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/byot-bring-your-own-theory.html' title='B.Y.O.T. (Bring Your Own Theory)'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1307133844278351653</id><published>2007-05-10T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T19:45:12.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's Ladder</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Right off the bat, I must apologize to anyone on the East Coast who might have been awakened by my "?!!!?!?!?????!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!???!???!?!?!????" emails that reached you around 2am (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt;!), but, hey, that's what happens when I'm 3 hours behind you!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With that out of the way, we'll get down to it:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh. My. God. They didn't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; kill off Locke, did they? They can't.... right?! Locke is .... well, he's &lt;em&gt;Locke.&lt;/em&gt; The Man of (albeit spasmodic) Faith. What's going to happen to the Man of Faith vs. Man of Science, Locke vs. Jack dynamic now? It's going to be Man of Science vs..... ? I mean, did it all just end anyway for Locke inside The Pearl station (I think) when he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eko&lt;/span&gt; saw those TV monitors and then just gave up on everything? No more hatch, no more button... no more faith? To John Locke, the island was everything he ever wanted: it healed his broken body, and all he ever had to do in return was believe that "everything happens for a reason." He said it himself! He can't really be dead, though, right? He was still alive (barely) when the episode ended! Ooh, but then again, so were Nikki and Paulo. And Mikhail.... Crap! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't even organize coherent thoughts after all that. But with that said, as utter baffling as the last five minutes of the episode were (hardly out of the ordinary on this show, I realize), I think "The Man Behind the Curtain" gave us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt; insight on why Ben is The Way He Is... sort of. Let me explain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, certainly, the emotional scarring that stemmed from Roger (Ben's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;daddio&lt;/span&gt;) blaming Ben for his mother's death speaks volumes to the type of man Ben has become. I'm sure that could be a tad hard to deal with. Not to mention living in constant fear of "Hostiles," a term which never seemed to be elaborated upon. (Upon which never seemed to be elaborated? That's not right, either.... oh well.) Teachers with rifles, chaining students in the classroom, "taking positions?" Absolutely the making of future mental cases! So at the very minimum, there are at least a few instances to which we can point as being the beginning of Sir Evil. And it most definitely explains Ben's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;adamant&lt;/span&gt; order to Locke to kill his father; a sort of "if I did it, you can too" demand. And, if we're going to go with the oft-cited-and-equally-oft-rebutted Purgatory &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;theory&lt;/span&gt; wherein, once your "issues" are resolved, you can move it on up, (or down, depending, I suppose...) then it only seems fitting that Locke would bit the big one. But then, wouldn't Sawyer have the same thing going (or in this case, coming) for him? Or is he going to be the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;casualty&lt;/span&gt;? I wouldn't be surprised: the way the producers have hyped up Charlie's death recently, you certainly can't put it past them to pull a fast one on us, make us &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; it will be Charlie, then actually have it be Sawyer (or someone else). I did hear it leaked that there will be (I think) 5 deaths during the latter half of this season. Tally: Nikki, Paulo, Anthony Cooper, Locke (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!), and .... ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I think my money is on Sawyer. I've heard tell that a Survivor will sacrifice himself for the good of the group, and, given Sawyer's friendly, I-Love-Everyone-What's-Good-For-The-Group &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;disposition&lt;/span&gt; of late, I fear the end is near for our beloved redneck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I said, incoherent thoughts. Swarming all over the place...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, on to "Jacob's" creepy bungalow. First of all, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;em&gt;ash?!&lt;/em&gt; And what do you think of the whole thing? Is Ben seriously delusional? I mean, we all heard "help me" loud and clear, did we not? And we all saw "Jacob" sitting in that chair (well, maybe not the first time around, but at least our husbands did and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rewound&lt;/span&gt; it and pointed it out to us.... just saying, is all...) after things started tweaking out. Now, &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20038370,00.html"&gt;Doc Jensen&lt;/a&gt;, whom I find to be highly entertaining, if not just a bit over my head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, seems to be of the thought that "Jacob" is a time-warped Locke himself. Simply because Jacob appeared bald. I think I'll be needing a bit more solid proof, but it's certainly worth considering. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And finally, the $64,000 question: Just whose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' side is Juliet on, anyway?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1307133844278351653?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1307133844278351653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1307133844278351653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1307133844278351653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1307133844278351653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/jacobs-ladder.html' title='Jacob&apos;s Ladder'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8824656925187675816</id><published>2007-05-07T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T10:00:22.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hot off the &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com"&gt;EW&lt;/a&gt; Press:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost to run three more seasons&lt;br /&gt;ABC has ordered 48 more episodes of Lost, to run over three 16-episode seasons, with the series set to close in 2010. Executive producers/showrunners Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse, who signed on to helm the final three seasons, have said in the past that they wanted the show to end after 100 episodes; the new deal ends the series after 120. The producers say they've already planned the end of the show's various storylines and praised ABC for giving them a concrete timeline to work with. ''What we didn't know was how long we had to play the story out,'' Cuse said. ''By defining the endpoint we can now really map out the rest of the series in confidence.'' This season's finale is set to air later this month, and ABC has hinted that the fourth season will not premiere until January or February 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There you go, kids, the light is at the end of the tunnel. Now my question is this: Are the ABC execs and Darlton (Damon and Carlton, duh) planting their tongues firmly in their cheeks by announcing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;48 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;more episodes to run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at a time?! Coincidence, hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8824656925187675816?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8824656925187675816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8824656925187675816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8824656925187675816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8824656925187675816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/news.html' title='NEWS!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1601726814671190772</id><published>2007-05-03T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:00:11.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brig</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hunker down, kids, this could take some time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' crap, that was a lot to digest! Last night's Locke-centric "The Brig" had so much going on, so many layers (Layers! Onions have layers! Ogres have layers! Onions have layers.You get it? We both have layers.), that it's hard to know where to begin. But, Maria from &lt;em&gt;The Sound of Music&lt;/em&gt; told me once that "the very beginning [is] a very good place to start, so I'll take her advice on that one, and we'll go from there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry, Skaters, this whole thing is just building up to break down. There's absolutely no way Kate and Sawyer can be truly together on this one. Mostly because Kate wears the pants and can't even be bothered to spend the night, but also because of that nagging little problem this island has with killing off people who have resolved their issues and come to a self-realization. So you know what that means... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buh&lt;/span&gt; bye Sawyer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I love me some Sawyer, but the way LOST has been snowballing of late, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;something's&lt;/span&gt; about to go down, and it's going down swinging. I'll call it here and now: Kate is pregnant with Sawyer's baby. I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;'t be completely surprised if Juliet is pregnant, too. Jack's? Wouldn't that just piss Kate right the hell off, huh? Prepare for more than a mud wrestling contest in the jungle should that happy little scenario come to pass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I get to my expounding theory on what the heck is going on, I'll hit some of the other highlight's from last night's show. It appears that Charlie, Hurley, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;, and Desmond managed to sneak Naomi back to the beach, and are currently in the process of... chatting her up? So what? Are they just planning to chit chat until that gaping wound in her gut closes? Weird, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; is brought into the loop when Hurley lets him in on their little secret whilst &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; was digging a hole in the jungle... with a shovel. (Where did that come from and why is he digging a hole? Could it have something to do with Rousseau hitting up the Black Rock for more dynamite? Are they in cahoots, and possibly working on some explosive project together? Things that make you go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;). So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; goes into interrogator mode, asking Naomi (is it just me, or can you &lt;em&gt;just not spell&lt;/em&gt; that name without having to seriously think about it?! mad face.) the who, what, when where, why, and hows of her arrival on the island, and questioning her story of the discovery of 815 off the coast of Bali in an underwater trench 4 miles deep (number alert!). And, well, he doesn't get much out of that other than a look at Naomi's super-advanced-probably-modern-and-not-so-much-2004 radio...phone...thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, just a few things on that enlightening little exchange. Uh....LIAR! I'm still of the mindset that Naomi is an Other. I mean, she just has to be! She &lt;em&gt;just happens&lt;/em&gt; to have a flare gun in her pack, and, after it's set off, The Guy You Thought Was Dead &lt;em&gt;just happens&lt;/em&gt; to show up? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nuh&lt;/span&gt;-uh, I don't think so. Also, the point of origin on that radio thing appeared to be on the West Coast of North America. So, what I gather from that, if I'm to believe any of what Naomi says in the first place, is that "her company," the one Penny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Widmore&lt;/span&gt; hired to aid in her search of Desmond is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Angeles&lt;/span&gt;-based operation? And just what does that have to do with &lt;em&gt;anything?!&lt;/em&gt; I don't know! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Kate gets involved. Seriously, just stay in your tent, Kate. You think you're helping, but you're really not. She comes upon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt; and Hurley diddling with the Future Phone, and determines that she should Take It Up With Jack. Stellar idea, Kate, just stellar. Jack then refuses to leave Juliet out of any conversation (... now, that's just &lt;em&gt;rude&lt;/em&gt;), pissing The Fugitive off even more than she already was, so she blurts out the whole thing, right there in front of Other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Blonde&lt;/span&gt; Plant, not forgetting to omit the whole "No one trusts you" piece. Now, seriously, what did that accomplish, Kate? That's right, hang your head in shame, and depart, tail between legs. Because all you got out of that was the affirmation that Jack and Juliet are co-conspirators. You didn't need that. Wipe that incredulous look off your face. You had it coming. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, on to the meat of the episode: Sawyer and Locke. Now, I won't rub it in your faces that &lt;em&gt;I TOLD YOU SO&lt;/em&gt;, but I will accept your multitudes of praise and worship of being the All-Knowing, Greatest LOST Blogger, Queen of all things LOST Champion of the World. That should suffice. Ahem, so yeah, Locke's dad is the real Sawyer. Who knew?! (I did! I did!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I used to not like Sawyer much at all, but, in all fairness, the island seems to have taken his um, manhood? But you know, not like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, he is the island's resident man-whore, but the whole hardened-criminal, the selfish, egotistical, "every-man-for-himself" Sawyer has gone soft. (Wow, this metaphor is getting worse by the second!!!!) That Sawyer has been replaced with a cute, easily-duped, thinking-about-other-people-for-a-change GIANT FREAKING TEDDY BEAR. And I don't like it one bit! And... where was I going with this train of thought? .... Oh, yeah. So all I'm saying is The Old Sawyer would have at least put on some freaking shoes before &lt;em&gt;agreeing&lt;/em&gt; to follow Locke through the jungle to kill Ben, whom Locke has apparently kidnapped, and who is currently being held in "The Brig" of our favorite old, dilapidated slave ship, The Black Rock. (I blame Kate... if she wasn't such a man, Sawyer would have happily cuddled all night.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it wasn't Ben. It was good old Anthony Cooper, Locke's Daddy dearest, who is 100% convinced that he's in hell. In fact, dear old Dad even gets the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;auspicious&lt;/span&gt; "Line of the Night" award with "It's a little hot for Heaven!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, I apologize for jumping all over the place, but before we get to That Scene, we have to talk about the "flashbacks" in order to get the proper perspective. (And it's my blog, so I'll do what I want, anyway. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Neener&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;neener&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;neener&lt;/span&gt;.) So, immediately following the big revelation that "the magic box" held not the Smoke Monster (sorry, Ian) but rather, kidney-stealing Pops, Ben shrugs off Locke's utter confusion and invites him to go off to "an old place" with the other Others. So Locke bids adieu to Kate, packs his tent, and off they go to... a valley. (Yeah...) Stewardess Cindy helps Locke with the pitching of his tent, mentions that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; really happy he's there, since they've all been waiting for him, then Tom shows up and tells Locke that Ben needs to see him. OK, later Cindy! Off to Ben's tent, where The Evil One is listening to Juliet's report on Sun's ultrasound, and Locke is told that he's going to have to kill his dad. Oh, OK. Wait. WHAT? Yeah. So after Locke is put to the test which he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ultimately&lt;/span&gt; fails because, let's face it, the guy's &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; got some serious Daddy issues, and killing the guy probably won't just fix things, the Others seem all disappointed-like, and leave Locke and Daddy (who's been strapped to a post looking all King Kong-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt; and vaguely reminiscent of the whole four-toed statue thing this whole time) behind with instructions not to catch up until the deed is did, and when Locke tells Ben "You can't leave me," Ben fires back with "Don't tell me what I can't do, John." (OH, NO HE DIN'T...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, seriously, these Others are pretty twisted. But to me, something that's even more interesting is the fact that they, themselves, are not murderers. Think about it. Not one of them, with the exception of Juliet, has killed anyone. Granted, Ethan almost killed Charlie, but the annoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hobbit's&lt;/span&gt; still alive. Not dead. Juliet was branded for killing one of her own, but no one else has contributed to the death of another on this island. Weird. Even stranger that they would make Locke do this twisted rite-of-initiation thing, when it seems to be so in contradiction to their "values," or whatever. So anyway, Locke can't do it, and is clued in by Suddenly Susan (what's his name again?!) that Sawyer might be the one whose help could be enlisted. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Locke runs and gets Sawyer, and now we're back to the boat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whew. And to think I'm only halfway done....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, Johnny Locke read up on Sawyer (thanks to a file written &lt;em&gt;in French&lt;/em&gt; provided by Juliet's recruiter guy) and knows ahead of time that his father was the one who killed Sawyer's parents, and that Sawyer has spent the better part of his life vowing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt; and killing people that he just &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; were the real Sawyer. Like that guy in Sydney. Ooh, yeah, thanks for bringing that one up, Johnny, Sawyer's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;reallllll&lt;/span&gt; proud of that. So anyway, Locke gets Sawyer to the Black Rock, and locks Sawyer and Daddy in the brig together (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;, get it Locke &lt;em&gt;locks&lt;/em&gt;...ahem). They get to talking, and amid the whole "the island is hell" talk, it comes out that the Artist Formerly Known as Anthony Cooper has had a previously alias of Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Sawyer&lt;/span&gt; (who, it could be mentioned, is perpetually barefoot, not unlike our version of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sawyer&lt;/span&gt;) and has, indeed been to Jasper, Alabama, the site of James Ford's parent's murder-suicide. (It should be noted that Jasper, Alabama is just a wee bit northwest of Birmingham, Alabama, but, more importantly, is the name of the town in GEORGIA where Josh Holloway grew up. Just for the record.) Lo and behold, this guy the one and the same who conned James' mother for her money and slept with her before James' daddy found out, killed her, and then turned the gun on himself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it must be said, shame shame SHAME on you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;AnthonyTomCooperSawyer&lt;/span&gt;. James just wanted you to read that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' letter, and you go and get all uppity and tear it up in front of his face. I would have killed you too. But it seems to me that he was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;rearin&lt;/span&gt;' for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;killin&lt;/span&gt;'. Practically begging for it. Which makes sense, considering he's under the impression he's in hell, and well, just get on with the torture, I guess, yeah? But seriously, poor Sawyer. Makes me kind of sad that following his purging (quite literally...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;) of his issues, he's bound to kick it. Sniff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK. Recap done. Moving on to THEORY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Purgatory. It's not Purgatory. OK, then it's Hell. What?! Come on, people, think outside the box here. It's not Hell, either. I'm believing more and more in the whole black hole, neither here nor there theory, personally. Because if what Naomi said &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;true, that they &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;find the plane, fully intact, everyone inside, then there's clearly some sort of alternate universe thing going on. And, as noted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;, her phone thing is super advanced. As in not from 2004. We're talking 2008. Time travel? Black hole? I'm thinking yes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But where does that leave people when they die? Are they then transported from the Island-in-the-Sky (per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;, people, I'm not talking Heaven here) to... where? Do they just wake up (dead) on the plane that's underwater? Or is Desmond truly onto something with the whole course-correcting universe, where a flashback isn't a flashback but rather what &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; have happened under different circumstances?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Furthermore, it can't go unnoticed that recent episodes have been chock full of religious undertones. I've already mentioned the Ruth/Naomi connection, and then there was the obvious one, with Sawyer the Fake mentioning that his mother's name was Mary, but it dawned on me last night about the whole Ben/Jacob connection. We've all accepted as fact that Jacob is the Him to whom Ben referred last season while in captivity in the hatch. We also saw Jacob referred to in two instances this season, the first when Danny dropped the name, saying, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Shepard&lt;/span&gt; wasn't even on Jacob's list" and in Carl's brainwashing rave room, where it said "God loves you as He loved Jacob." Jacob, in the Bible, is the father of Benjamin, who is the youngest of 12. That, coupled with the knowledge that next week's episode, "The Man Behind the Curtain" (another Oz allusion!!!) is Ben-centric, might give rise to the idea that Jacob ("Him") is actually Ben's father. But chew on this: the skeleton in Hurley's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;VW&lt;/span&gt; van was Roger, a work man for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; Initiative. I've already speculated that this character would prove to be of later significance to Ben, The Evil One, but I'm now updating this theory. I think Jacob is the man who raised Ben on the island, with Ben assuming that Jacob was his father,but some sort of scandal will prove that Roger, not Jacob, is actually Ban's father. (What's with all the freaking Daddy issues?!!) Finally, I'm still struck by Stewardess Cindy's comment to John that they've "been waiting" for him to arrive. Is John, who heretofore has been the Man of Faith, a second coming of sorts, someone to take over in Ben's death or departure? Maybe. It clearly could be interpreted like that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dude. That was intense. This week's episode, I think, got the ball rolling for what is going to be a completely dumbfounding season finale. Granted, there are still 3 more episodes left (including a two hour season finale) for a complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mindf&lt;/span&gt;**k to occur, and I don't for a second think that it will be anything less than brain soup. Next week's episode, as I've already said, is called "The Man Behind the Curtain" and is Ben-centric. I'm assuming we'll see Ben's birth on the island, the beginnings of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; Initiative, and the "purge" that we've all head about. Look for Marvin Candle to make an appearance. Also, if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;DVR'd&lt;/span&gt; (the things that are becoming verbs...) last night's episode, I'd suggest you go back and watch the teaser for next week frame by frame. Many interesting things there that you probably missed if you just watched it in real time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd love some thoughts and feedback on what you think is going on here! Show me some love, people! Until next week, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1601726814671190772?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1601726814671190772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1601726814671190772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1601726814671190772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1601726814671190772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/05/brig.html' title='The Brig'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8981011033948094518</id><published>2007-04-28T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T15:50:40.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D.O.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muchos&lt;/span&gt; apologies. Apparently, I forgot how to log into my blog, so I'm a few days late with this post. I have faith that you'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, on with the show. So, what did y'all think of this week's Sun-centric "D.O.C." I thought some of it was fairly predictable, to be honest with ya. For example, in Sun's flashback, we see that she is being blackmailed by a woman who clues Sun in that not only is her brand-new hubby the son of a poor fisherman, he is also the son of a prostitute. Random Woman threatens to release this shameful gossip on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perezhilton&lt;/span&gt;.com (not really, but you know what I mean) is Sun doesn't come up with $100,000 in three days. Um, seriously, who didn't see it coming that the woman was herself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jin's&lt;/span&gt; mother? Doy. Anyway, courtesy of our flashbacks, we figure out that Sun will do a lot of things that no one thought her capable of when it comes to protecting those she loves from shame. Up to and including blackmailing her father and ultimately selling her husband into a life of crime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back in the present day, Sun gets all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;feisty&lt;/span&gt; when she becomes suspicious of Juliet and her motives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Survivorville&lt;/span&gt;. After a fairly tame interrogation, Juliet reveals to Sun that women who get pregnant on the island die, then whisks her away to that creepy hatch with all the medical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hootennanny&lt;/span&gt; in it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Conveniently&lt;/span&gt; enough&lt;/em&gt;, there &lt;em&gt;just happens&lt;/em&gt; to be an ultrasound machine in there, that &lt;em&gt;surprise surprise &lt;/em&gt;can answer the long-awaited "who's the baby daddy?'" question. While in the medical hatch (the politically correct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; name presently escapes me) Juliet, who seems quite eager and willing to flap her jaw about anything Sun wants to know, reveals that the island does, indeed, seem to have many a healing ability. Why, did you know that the average &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;male's&lt;/span&gt; sperm count is between 60 and 80 million, but here on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;godforsaken&lt;/span&gt; spit of land, it's &lt;em&gt;5 times&lt;/em&gt; that. (Good grief, Aaron Brown!) In her fit of verbal diarrhea, Juliet also mentions that 9 women have died in the 3 years she's been on the island, and none of them made it to their third trimester. That gives our favorite Korean about 2 more months before she kicks it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, and the baby is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jin's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's switch gears and pick apart the subplot now, eh? So Naomi is still unconscious at the beginning of the episode, and Hurley accidentally sets off her flare gun. (1 of 2 best lines of the night, "... Oops.") A few minutes later, Mikhail, the guy &lt;em&gt;we thought was dead&lt;/em&gt; comes running out of the jungle, sees our fantastic foursome, and runs right back into the jungle, where he is ultimately tackled and restrained by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tastic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;. Um, OK. First question: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? We all saw Mikhail foam at the mouth and bleed from the ears, so how is this guy alive? (disclaimer: this is the part of the blog where I must suck it up and accept the "I TOLD YOU SO!" from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;JLS&lt;/span&gt;, who, in all honesty, did, in fact, tell me so.) Secondly, are we to assume that Naomi and Mikhail are co-conspirators? Was the flare supposed to be a signal from her to him? An "I'm here, come and get me" type thing? I mean, she did have what appeared to be a fantastically modern piece of communication equipment, which, as we all know, is right up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Mikhail's&lt;/span&gt; alley. They also seem to communicate pretty well together, since he can understand her in spite of her I-have-a-branch-in-my-belly-and-I'm-speaking-quietly-and-in-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/span&gt; disposition. Um, P.S. Mikhail, she did not say "Thank-you for saving me" when you stabbed her in the lung and pulled out a branch from her torso, she said (in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/span&gt;) "&lt;em&gt;I am not alone&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, it must be said: (my husband will appreciate this) YOU CANNOT EJECT FROM A HELICOPTER. Think about those really fast, whirling thingies on top of the aircraft. They would slice you right in half. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, Naomi (who is in my mind an Other until proven not) revealed to Hurley at the end of the episode (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of 2 best lines occurs when Hurley, who's playing with Naomi's phone holds it up to his ear, listens, and says, "... Mom?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;) that 815 had been found, sans survivors: "Flight 815? The one from Sydney? That's not possible. They found the plane. There were no survivors. They were all dead." Um..... say what, now? Maybe we were all right a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;longlonglong&lt;/span&gt; time ago when we all figured out that the island is purgatory, and the producers were just pissed that we figured it out so quickly. So far, it seems to be the only reasonable thought. If all the survivors were killed, then this would &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to be purgatory, and those that "die" on the island are going to either the pearly gates or to the fiery pits. Think about it. It would certainly explain why you can't have kids on the island. What that theory doesn't explain though, is .... well, everything else. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ugh. This show confuses the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;bejeezus&lt;/span&gt; out of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare yourselves: the next few weeks leading up to the season finale. If you don't want spoilers, stop here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week's episode is Locke-centric, and the previews show the return of Locke, and him asking Sawyer's help in killing Ben. I hear that the flashbacks will be of a Michael-"3 Minutes" nature; flashing back to events that happened on the island, not before the island. My hypothesis: If Locke is enlisting Sawyer's help, it won't be long before Sawyer meets Locke's dad, who, if I'm correct, &lt;em&gt;is the Real Sawyer&lt;/em&gt;. Also coming up before the season finale (which, I've read will knock your socks off. The Survivors split into two factions? One lead by Jack, the other by Sawyer, Locke, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sayid&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mayyyyyyyybe&lt;/span&gt;.), we'll find out more about Roger Work Man who was found by Hurley in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt; bus and how he's related to Ben. Expect also to see more of Mikhail, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;, just maybe, be prepared to meet "Him."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8981011033948094518?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8981011033948094518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8981011033948094518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8981011033948094518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8981011033948094518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/04/doc.html' title='D.O.C.'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1847853920457705371</id><published>2007-04-22T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:26:59.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, so before another two weeks pass, and I realize that I've not yet blogged about this week's LOST, let me get down to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, Wednesday's "Catch-22:" Not so much. I mean, it was good because LOST is the Best Show Ever, but the fact of the matter is that I was much more interested in the secondary plot than the one at the forefront of the action. I really &lt;em&gt;just don't care&lt;/em&gt; when/how/if/why Charlie dies,  just so long as it happens &lt;em&gt;soon &lt;/em&gt;and they quit dragging out like people care. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like Sawyer. I feel bad for the guy, but he's got to realize that Jack and Kate are meant to be together. That said, Kate is being a complete... well, it rhymes with "witch." Saywer, surprisingly enough, is a smart guy, and he's putting the pieces together. I don't think her jerking him around will last much longer. Best line(s) of the night (because I can't just pick one) go to Sawyer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What, that doorbell broken again?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You two arguin' over who's your favorite Other?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yeah, and if we don't play every 108 minutes, the freakin' island's gonna explode!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, in reference to the whole Desmond-centric thing (because it must be said), there were only a few things to note: first, the framed picture on Brother's desk in Desmond's final flashback scene. Did you notice who was in the picture with im? I'll put you out of your misery if you didn't: it was the woman from Desmond's previous flashback, the woman who wouldn't sell him the ring, who told him all about the universe "course-correcting" and whatnot. I'm assuming that we'll find out more about that connection later on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the final thing to note: The name of Desmond's ex was named Ruth, and the parachutist gal was credited as Naomi. Seperately, who cares? But together, you get a heck of a Bible reference. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week's episode is a Sun/Jin-centric episode titled "D.O.C." and considering that stands for "Date of Conception," it looks like we'll figure out who the baby daddy is. Place your bets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1847853920457705371?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1847853920457705371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1847853920457705371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1847853920457705371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1847853920457705371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/04/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-3800270245902081832</id><published>2007-04-19T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:16:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Scot</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Scot with One "T,"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John is a good guy. I'm sure he'd let you take the rest of the day off so you can go home and watch last night's LOST. On the other hand, maybe you should be punished for not watching it in the first place, because, clearly, there is nothing more important going on at 10:00 on Wednesday night. You have no excuse. American Idol is over at 10:00. Nothing else worthwhile is on. I realize that the producers' decision to switch LOST to a later time slot is taxing on us all, but I really think if you were a true diehard, you'd pony up. Now, I will excuse you just this once, but I expect greater things from you in the future. That is all. Hang your head in shame today, and clear your Wednesday schedule from here on out. We won't speak of this again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-3800270245902081832?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/3800270245902081832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=3800270245902081832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3800270245902081832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/3800270245902081832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/04/dear-scot.html' title='Dear Scot'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-277012620827404851</id><published>2007-04-13T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:57:11.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trojan Whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, before you jump all over me... I SWEAR I had already posted my thoughts from last week. AND, before ye cast the first stone, please reference &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trippislost.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tripp West&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, who hasn't updated &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;blog since "Par Avion." At least I'm only one episode behind. (How do you like that shifting of blame?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, anywhoo. Let's begin with last week's "Left Behind." The Kate-centric revealed yet another pre-island connection, this time between Sawyer's leading women: old flame and baby momma Cassidy, and new chica (albeit post-coital) Kate. Seems that Cassidy helped our island fugitive get in a nice conversation with Mommy Dearest following aforementioned Mommy turning her daughter in to the feds after she blew up her husband. (Like sand through the hourglass...) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In terms of enlightenment, we sure as heck didn't get much from Kate's flashbacks. Meanwhile, back on the ranch (island), Kate woke up in the jungle after being gassed handcuffed (down, boys) to Juliet, both seemingly "left behind" by the Others. Angry Kate then decides to head back to Otherville to rendezvous with Jack and Sayid. Since, as we already mentioned, the girls are handcuffed to each other, Juliet has little choice but to go with bull-headed and determined Katherine, unless she wants to pull a &lt;em&gt;24&lt;/em&gt;, and cut off her own arm. However, on the way back to the village, Smokey shows up, and the girls make a run for it... all the way back to that darn tricky fence that has the nasty little habot of making people foam at the mouth and drop dead. Oh, well, since Juliet &lt;em&gt;knows the code&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;has a key to the handcuffs&lt;/em&gt;, everything just turns out hunky (and dory). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, so clearly, Juliet was not "left behind." She was planted there, and we all knew it, even before this week's episode, "One of Us" aired. I mean, &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;. But Jack, oh Jack, he just insists on bringing her back to the beach. End episode.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazingly enough, "One of Us" pretty much picked up where we left off, both in terms of Juliet's flashbacks and Island time. This week's episode began with an always distrusting Sayid asking Juliet the questions &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; wants the answers to: "Who the F are you, and why the F won't you leave us the F alone?!" (obvious paraphrase). And Juliet, ever evasive, responds "You would kill me if I told you." Um, well that right there is reason enough for me. Anyone else? Ugh. After Kate and Jack have a moment alone wherein Jack is less than forthcoming regarding his vacation in Otherville, they all arrive back at the beach, much to Sawyer's (who seems to have had a personality tune-up. Boooooooo.) delight. (Is it just me or was he just as happy to see Jack as he was Kate? And is it just me or is that weird?) Sawyer and Kate have a nauseating reunion, in the middle of which Sawyer realizes that there's an Other with them! Gasp! Um, fast forward, Claire gets sick (boo frickin' hoo, letherdieletherdieletherdie), Juliet can cure her, does, and earns the trust of the survivors for the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enter The Twist. Juliet was the one &lt;em&gt;made&lt;/em&gt; Claire sick. Back in S1, when Ethan kidnapped Claire, and was injecting weird stuff into her, apparently that stuff was some sort of serum designed to keep the preggo alive, since it seems that any pregnant woman on the island is doomed to die a particularly gruesome death. So our resident Fertility Doctor brings this up, convinces Jack and Kate that she can get more magic serum, and Claire will be OK. She does, and Claire is (damn). As a reward, Juliet is given a tarp, a blanket, and a spot in the shade, all of which are worth more than gold on this island. Now, in the 2 minutes before LOST flashed on the screen at the end of the episdoe, we learned that it was all a set up. Juliet planned, along with Ben, all the details down to injecting Claire with a time-released thingydoo, that would go off at the most convenient of times, allowing Juliet the chance to avert a crisis and be a hero, earning the trust of the Survivors.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, that's a bit of a stretch for me. (But then again, what on this show isn't?!) At the end, we are let in on the fact that Ben and Co. will be back "in a week." Uh, what now? Are they floating just offshore somewhere, waiting in the wings for Island War II? Where did Locke go? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This show makes my head hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week, "Catch 22" follows Desmond and Charlie on a dangerous trip into the wild, where Charlie begins to question Desmond's motives for bringing him along. (Kill him!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, what are your thoughts? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-277012620827404851?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/277012620827404851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=277012620827404851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/277012620827404851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/277012620827404851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/04/trojan-whore.html' title='Trojan Whore'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6862954927682981710</id><published>2007-03-30T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T16:48:51.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Unnecessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;All of it. Totally unnecessary. &lt;em&gt;Totally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Expose" was good. Sort of.  Oh, don't get me wrong. It had &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; to do with &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;. At first, I thought it was semi-amusing to see some of the most memorable scenes from Nikki and/or Paulo's point of view, but then (like them) it just got annoying. I admit, I laughed when Boone ran up to Nikki asking for a pen. But when the camera panned over to Nikki standing behind Hurley during Jack's "Live Together, Die Alone" speech, it got annoying. That was the point where you could just tell the producers had pretty much just photoshopped the two of them into scenes to (maybe) prove the point that Nikki and Paulo were there all along. Weak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, so apparently that black guy on Nikki's TV show is someone famous. (I'm told.) Not being a sci-fi geek like others I know, (*cough, cough, Ian, cough cough) that was lost on me. Get it? LOST on me. Ahem. Anyway. I don't know how/if/why that's important, but it needed to be mentioned.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, what else? Uh, Paulo's a jerk. I don't know, if I had overheard some people I didn't know plotting to kidnap some of the people I'd been hanging out on the beach with for awhile, I might, I don't know, SAY SOMETHING! But then I guess telling would have necessitated explaining why he was down in the Pearl in the first place? Creeeeeeep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of creep, Nikki's a creep too. Hanging out with Artz, tossing her titties in people's faces, stealing paralysis-inducing spiders. (Stretch......) I guess the moral of Wednesday's story was... what? Don't be a creep? Don't steal diamonds from old geezers? (Who else threw up in their mouths when she started macking on Grandpa?) Nikki and Paulo should have read "Everything I Need to Know About Life, I Learned in Kindergarten." There are some helpful pointers in there about, you know, not killing people and stuff. Things that, if you followed their teachings, wouldn't end you up (end you up? proper grammar? maybe...) buried alive. Speaking of which....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh. Emm. Gee. That was even more Ohh Emm Gee than last week. But in a different Ohh Emm Gee kind of way. This was more of an Ohh Emm Gee That's Freakin' Sick, Dude! Ya know? Though I guess it serves them right. Also, on a final note, the moral of the story is: Don't piss off the audience. If they don't like you, will be killed off. (See: Ana Lucia). Also, don't drink and drive, kids, that, too, will end in your untimely demise on this show. (See: Ana Lucia, Libby, Mr. Eko.) Is anyone else seeing the pattern here: New people die. Take the hint, Misters Lindelof and Cuse: we don't like new people, stick with the ones you got (with the exception of a few blonde Australians and English Hobbits), and you'll do fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway. Next week, Kate and Juliet will wrestle in the jungle (for Jack's heart? Mayyyybe). In the rain. Sort of a Island-Wet-T-shirt contest, I think. (I'm guessing LOST's ratings go up significantly in the 18-25 males category...) The name of the episode is "Left Behind" and is Kate centric. I'm sure I'll go into more detail next week, but is this title perhaps a clue? The Left Behind book series by That Guy Whose Name I Forget Right Now deals with a post-apocalyptic world, where those who were "left behind" (i.e., those not granted access to the pearly gates). Theorists, go! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, that's all for now, folks. Any thoughts?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6862954927682981710?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6862954927682981710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6862954927682981710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6862954927682981710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6862954927682981710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/03/totally-unnecessary.html' title='Totally Unnecessary'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-8466995075822950984</id><published>2007-03-26T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:43:45.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Emm Gee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poor John Locke. That guy just can't seem to catch a break. I'm not gonna lie, though, although Wedneday's (is it really already MONDAY?! Ack! Many apologies for my tardiness) "The Man From Tennessee" was &lt;em&gt;good, &lt;/em&gt;I think some of it was predictable. Not predictable in the way the whole Jack-and-Claire-are-siblings thing was predictable, but when things played out, I wasn't exactly speechless. Ya know? Like, as soon as John walked into his dad's apartment, they didn't exactly hide the fact that the apartment was not exactly on the ground level (exactly). Then the whole ending, with Anthony being there... yeah, ya had to know that was coming, too, especially after Benry's "the box is what you want it to be" crap. Which begs the question...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it real?!&lt;/em&gt; Is Anthony's presence on the island legit, or is this another one of those Jack's dad, Kate's horse type deals, where it seems to be merely a manifestation of some sort on the part of the character? Before we saw Anthony bound and gagged, two possibilities were going through the minds of those watching at my house: Daddy Dearest or the Monster. (I was right, as usual. I'm so smart.) Taking into consideration that it ended up being Anthony and not the Monster, are we to take that as John would rather either A) extract revenge on his father or B) forgive his father rather than know the answer to the island mystery? *shrugs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anything I just said even make sense? Are you following? Just follow one thought to the next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohh. Emm. Gee. Jack and Kate are the new Ross and Rachel. Good God in Heaven, just DO IT and quit tiptoeing around it! YOU LOVE EACH OTHER, JUST SAY IT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um, just for the record, I think Ben is full of shit. No one leaves that island. I think if Johnny Locke hadn't gone all Rambo on the submarine, Jack and Juliet would have just been killed. When he was trying to talk Locke out of blowing the sub up, Ben said something to the effect of wanting his people to still believe that they could leave. Liar liar pants on fire. That made me think about the frist episode of the season, the one where Juliet was all melancholy and despondent (thank you, thesaurus) and all up in arms about free will. While you can choose to leave the island, you're ultimately choosing death, no? Ever read the children's book, &lt;em&gt;The Giver&lt;/em&gt;? It's about this "utopian" society where everyone is an equal, yada yada yada, people are given life jobs, e.g., Birthmother, Nurturer, Director of Recreation, etc., spouses are chosen for you, and children are given to you. If you don't fit into this society, you are "released," a.k.a. euthanized. I think there are a lot of parallels between that book and this whole "leaving the island" idea. Chew on that. Lemme know what you think. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess this week's episode is a Nikki and Paulo episode. No wonder I'm not excited to tune in. I have heard, however, that Boone and Shannon will be back this week, so I guess we can expect the lovers/siblings (ew) to be connected to the island-nobodies-who-just-showed-up-one-day. I also hear that Paulo will be shot in the head. Huh. Whatever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-8466995075822950984?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/8466995075822950984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=8466995075822950984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8466995075822950984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/8466995075822950984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-emm-gee.html' title='Oh Emm Gee'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-987711364756615925</id><published>2007-03-19T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:54:40.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Little Claire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I tried really, really hard to dislike this episode, since it featured my &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; favorite character &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;history of TV.&lt;/em&gt; (Sorry, I'm having a love affair with italics recently...) Be that as it may, my plan failed. "Par Avion" was good, dammit. And you know why it was good? Hmm? &lt;em&gt;Because it showed both sides of the island!!&lt;/em&gt; I have been saying this for a few posts now, but I really think the show is better when it doesn't focus on one thing in particualr. Speaking of things I have already mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, Jack and Claire are half siblings! I never! &lt;em&gt;Who&lt;/em&gt; saw that coming?! I never would've thought... oh, wait, wait.... sorry, my bad... yes, yes, I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; see that coming. From like, a gabillion miles away. Is this the part where I say "&lt;em&gt;I told you so?" &lt;/em&gt;Oh, ok then. I TOLD YOU SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Sorry. I'll put the sarcasm away and save it for another day. (Yeah, right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, on to other things. What's going on with John Locke? First, he makes off with some C-4 from Patchy's house, then he's pushing people through sonic... pole... things... (yeah) that make people foam at the mouth and bleed from the ears. (P.S. Sorry, JLS, not seeing what you are, I'm pretty sure the dude's dead...) While we all expected Locke to use Patchy as a human testing device for the sonic... fence... thing... , who here can honestly say that they expected what happened to actually happen?! Not me, and I know everything. Personally, I think John was just pissed off that Patchy almost outed his secret about being paralyzed. Speaking of which, I'm still freakin' curious to know how The Others know all that stuff about our 815ers, and &lt;em&gt;what the hell&lt;/em&gt; that "list" is all about. Patchy also seemed to refer to the mysterious "him" that Benry spoke about back in season 2. "The man who brought us all here is a genius..." (paraphrase). Um, was he referring to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004801/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, the one who brought Juliet to the island after her hubby was killed? (P.S. No, Chante, sorry, he's not the same doctor who was stitching Claire up after her little accidente.) Perhaps, but probably not. I believe we're looking for a guy named Jacob to fit that bill (as in "Shepard wasn't even on Jacob's list" uttered by Danny while Jack was performing Ben's surgery, and "God loves you as He loved Jacob" from Karl's brainwashing/rave room), and that guy's name was Richard Alpert. Like so many other unanswered questions, I think further speculation on this one will have to be saved for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of the &lt;em&gt;super highly predictable&lt;/em&gt; revelation from Claire's flashback, past tales of the blonde idiot yielded nothing further, other than her mom was in a coma from a car accident. The only question that raised to me was this: While being questioned by the cop, Claire stated that she was the one drving, and that the truck had forced them off the road. She even admitted the accident was her fault to her mother at the end. But riddle me this: When Claire woke up after the accident, she was in the passenger seat, and her mother had been ejected from the vehicle. And when Claire climbed out of the car to get to her mother, she climbed through the hole in the driver's side windshield, where we saw the front end of the car had been smashed in. That, to me, doens't add up with Claire's statement. If the car had been forced off the road, wouldn't the damge to the car either been on the side or the back of the vehicle? And if Claire &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;driving, how was she not thrown from the car through the gaping hole on the driver's side? Something just doesn't seem right there. I think we'll have to revisit that at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Who the heck is Christian Shepard?! I've never heard of a doctor &lt;em&gt;advocating&lt;/em&gt; euthanasia, so his whole "there are other method's of relieving [Claire's mother's] pain." Um, what now? That seems odd, and suggests that we aren't quite done with Christian Shepard yet, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, next week's "The Man from Tallahassee" will finally explain how Locke ended up in that freaking wheelhair. That, however, is not what has me on the edge of my seat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPXiq5t8uhE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do Jack and Kate finally get their moment?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Watch this, and you'll be with me. (Except MKO-G and other Jate haters.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-987711364756615925?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/987711364756615925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=987711364756615925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/987711364756615925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/987711364756615925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/03/stupid-little-claire.html' title='Stupid Little Claire...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-6915703000351480965</id><published>2007-03-08T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:58:57.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First off, I think we should all agree here and now that John Locke should never be allowed to touch a computer ever again. Ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It may just be me, but I thought that Wednesday's "Enter 77" was rather predictable, to say the least. At least for those of us who were actually paying attention. Truly, who didn't see the big explosion coming as soon as we saw the C4 and Johhny Locke diddling on the computer? As soon as they showed the "previously on LOST" blurb, I knew Mrs. Klugh would be making a reappearance as well. (OK, granted, I didn't exactly see her getting shot and all, but hey, I don't pretend to know &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;. Just &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;everything.) Speaking of the devil, I thought that her death was pretty lame, since it now seems that the producers just brought her back to answer the whole burning "Where in God's green goodness is Klugh?" question. So now that she's dead, things don't look too bright in Patchy's future. Which leads me to my next point...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rousseau is always right. We should listen to her more often. Or, for that matter, just once. The whole Henry Gale thing? She &lt;em&gt;told you so&lt;/em&gt;. I laughed out loud when Rousseau turned on her heel and walked away into the jungle, saying that she has stayed alive by avoiding &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;this type of encounter. The inaudible though clearly understood "&lt;em&gt;dumbasses!" &lt;/em&gt;didn't go unnoticed, as well. I know I've mentioned it before, but I think Kate has only set herself up to be the wrath of Rousseau's anger when it turns out that Alex isn't really the Alex we think she is (i.e., Danielle's daughter). Because if Alex truly is Ben's daughter, wouldn't Danielle have just kept him to herself and tried to find Alex that way instead of turning Benry over to Sayid and his torturous ways? We'll see...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For once in a long time, I think what has happening in present time was a lot more interesting than the backstory. Truthfully, we didn't find out a whole lot about Sayid this time around. The only thing that caught my attention is still a subject of debate between my husband and I: Even after rewinding multiple times, I still can't figure out what language Sayid's coworker was speaking when he came to tell him that someone was out front to see him. Ian maintains that he was speaking Arabic, but I'm still not sure he wasn't speaking French. (After all, they &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; in Paris, and the name of the restaurant was in French.) OK, so if he &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; speaking French, then rewind to season 1 and tell me why Sayid couldn't translate the distress signal and Shannon had to translate that and all of Danielle's notes on the maps Sayid recovered. I'm just saying...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week's teaser looks... well, I don't know. It could have that teaser potential to be a huge buildup and an even bigger letdown. It promises to reveal a connection between two survivors that will blow your mind.... uh, right. I'm not falling for it this time. I'm calling it now: "Par Avion" is a Claire-centric episode, and the big to do? She and Jack have the same father!!! &lt;em&gt;GASP!&lt;/em&gt; Big honkin' deal. We knew that &lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt; season. Give me something new. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-6915703000351480965?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/6915703000351480965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=6915703000351480965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6915703000351480965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/6915703000351480965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/03/looking-for-trouble.html' title='Looking for Trouble'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-1858846570207154678</id><published>2007-03-01T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T19:00:08.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricia Tanaka is Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Hurley,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, I needed that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Bree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, LOST has returned to form! Does anyone else remember those episodes from season 1 (and a little bit of season 2) where you actually saw most, if not all, of the characters, and the episode had an overarching sense of unity? Yeah, it's hard for me to remember those, too, but last night's "Tricia..." was a return to all that is good in LOSTville. I think it could've been better if they had at least a little bit of Jack and that Other side of the island, but I'll take what I can get. (Shet yer mouf, MKO-G!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, to recap: last night was good. I laughed, I cried, I pondered. But, most of all, Hurley taught me to have hope &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(that the Hobbit dies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-1858846570207154678?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/1858846570207154678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=1858846570207154678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1858846570207154678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/1858846570207154678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/03/tricia-tanaka-is-dead.html' title='Tricia Tanaka is Dead'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-985434953561350391</id><published>2007-02-23T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:06:12.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger in an even stranger episode</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Um, does anyone else feel completely let down? Now, as we all know, I'm not one to diss an episode wherein Jack is the main focus, but Wednesday's "Stranger in a Strange Land"... well, um.... let's just say..... yeah, dude, it &lt;em&gt;sucked&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh. And after all that build up. I know I've said it before, but this time I mean it: I will no longer put any stock in those freaking teasers. "3 of LOST's biggest mysteries REVEALED!" My ass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, yeah, not much to report in on this week. Cindy and the Kids were back, but we already kinda sorta knew that. When Jack asked her "... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;here?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(in just that same small-to-big fashion), she replied that they were there "to watch." Watch what? Yep, we don't know either, but my guess is that they have all been subjected to the room 23 brainwash, and are now "one of them," there to observe the law at work i.e., to view Juliet's trial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously, for such a highly-publicized episode, it's super disappointing that &lt;em&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/em&gt; happened. Next week better step it up. I do always enjoy a Hurley episode, and here's hoping that he delivers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-985434953561350391?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/985434953561350391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=985434953561350391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/985434953561350391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/985434953561350391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/02/stranger-in-even-stranger-episode.html' title='Stranger in an even stranger episode'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-9190975207515138635</id><published>2007-02-15T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:14:33.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Flashes Before Your Eyes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Good grief! The sheer volume of "easter eggs" in this episode would be enough to keep me blogging for hours! But, as Aaron's naps usually afford me AN hour, at most, we'll have to do this quickly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, I must direct you to this blog: &lt;a href="http://www.meghansdailylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.meghansdailylife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and you must leave this person many comments, telling her that Jack and Kate rule the world, and that if she wants to fight, she can &lt;em&gt;bring it on&lt;/em&gt;. That is all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly, I've been thinking about some of the new theories that have come out of the woodwork recently. As you have already noted, Meghan, as well as many others, are jumping on the &lt;em&gt;Wizard of Oz&lt;/em&gt; theory, given as how many little easter eggs have guided us in that direction: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Henry Gale is the name of Dorothy's uncle, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he arrived on the island via hot air balloon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night, the guy with the "ruby" red shoes was crushed, ala the Wicked Witch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oz is commonly thought to be a dreamland, or a purgatory of sorts, and once Dorothy comes to terms with her real life and realizes that "there's no place like home," she is able to return to her reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just don't buy it, though. Instead, I prefer &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20011756,00.html"&gt;Doc Jensen's&lt;/a&gt; theory on black holes. And that theory, I think, was more in tune with last night's episode.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night's "Flashes Before Your Eyes" reminded me a lot of "Dave" (S2) in that, at the end of the episode, all that you're left thinking is "... did that really happen?!" Was last night's episode, the majority of which was flashback, even a flashback &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;? In much the same way that Hurley's imaginary friend, Dave, leads us to believe that this whole thing is merely a part of an insane man's daydreams (hello, &lt;em&gt;Saint Elsewhere&lt;/em&gt;), the dozens of little things in Desmond's "flashback" point to the same conclusion. (Well, not that Desmond is insane.... whatever, you know what I mean.) Let's review some those things:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desmond's clock reads 1:08 when he wakes up from his little spill off the ladder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both Penny and her father have art reminiscent of the mural in the hatch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desmond's microwave makes the same sound as the countdown clock.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm sure there are many, many more that I missed. But here are the things I want to talk about: First, go back and listen to what Desmond's "best mate," Donovan, was saying to his student before 'ol Desi showed up to take him out for a pint. (P.S. Does anyone else feel the strange urge to speak in an English accent today? I sure do...) He was saying something to the effect that running the same experiment 10 different times will yield 10 different results. This made me think of "The Butterfly Effect," the movie with Ashton Kutcher. It's along the same vein, too. Kutcher's character is able to go back in time to change the events that led to the death of his girlfriend, but by doing that, he sets off a whole other chain of events. "Back to the Future" has the same thing going for it, with the whole disappearance of Michael J. Fox's family from the photo he has... we've seen it all before. Bottom line, (as Desmond realizes in the end) even if he would have done things differently, even if he would have tried to be with Penny, "the universe has a way of course-correcting itself," as we found out from the creepy ring-shop lady. (Whose clocks, if you notice, all read 8:15.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonetheless, in spite of this "course-correcting" mumbojumbo, Desmond seems to be attempting, in vain, to save Charlie from his own death. (Grrr, just &lt;em&gt;let the hobbit die&lt;/em&gt;!!!) And this is where the lyrics of the song Charlie was singing on the streets of London come into play: "Because maybe / &lt;em&gt;You're gonna be the who saves me." &lt;/em&gt;Is Desmond gonna be the one who save Charlie? God, I hope not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of songs, not only did we hear "Make Your Own Kind of Music" in the pub, reminding us of hatch days chock full 'o button pressing past, we also heard Sarah MacLachan's "Building a Mystery" as Desmond was getting ready for his ill-fated interview with Mr. Widmore. I think that was just the producers winking at us. Bastards.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And finally, no blog is complete without bashing Claire. Honestly, who goes for a swim fully clothed?! And, for the love of Jack Shepard, where did those God-awful bangs come from?! I'm so mad at Desmond for saving Claire... or Charlie... or whoever, since they seem to both be being saved a whole lot recently. (And P.S. is Charlie really that much of a fool in love that he, as a self-admitted non-swimmer, would go try to save the drowning blonde fool?) Hopefully, the universe will course-correct itself and out us all out of our misery soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking ahead to next week, "Stranger in a Strange Land" will unravel the secret of Jack's tattooed past (maybe you'd better not watch, MKO-G), and it looks like Cindy and the Kids will be back. According to the teaser, "3 of LOST's biggest mysteries will be revealed!" Sigh. They had me at hello.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-9190975207515138635?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/9190975207515138635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=9190975207515138635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9190975207515138635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/9190975207515138635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/02/flashes-before-your-eyes.html' title='&quot;Flashes Before Your Eyes&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-2243242720545611149</id><published>2007-02-09T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:28:15.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not in Kansas anymore. Or Portland, for that matter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Welcome back, LOST! It's been so long since we've had a &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; good episode, one chock full of answers, all the while being all LOST-like and raising so many other questions along the way. Wednesday's show, titled "Not in Portland," was a Juliet-centric episode that gave us some insight into some Other characters. We learn that the strong, ever-complex, whose-side-are-you-on-anyway Juliet was practically a doormat in her past life, psychologically haunted and manipulated by her ex-husband, Edmund Burke (brush up on your 18th century philosophy for some more info on him... while you're at it, you can find out more about John Locke, and French philosophers Rosseau and Hume). We also find out that Juliet is involved in some fertility research that is raising some serious "ethical" questions, and that she is being courted for recruitment by a bio-science research group by the name of Milletos BioScience, a group based in Portland (sort of). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, back on the ranch, Jack, the crafty little fellow he thinks himself to be, has purposely botched the surgery on Benry's tumor, and vehemently claims that he "will LET HIM DIE!" if Kate and Sawyer aren't freed. But, as Juliet, now apparently back on the Other side, points out, getting back to Survivorville will prove difficult, as they are on another island. Woops. But, that won't stop our fearless, post-coital duo from trying anyway! No siree! After a brisk jog through the jungle amid a shower of bullets from the pursuing Danny and Co., Skate is aided (and abetted) by Alex, the slingshot-wielding Other who is &lt;em&gt;pissed&lt;/em&gt; that she doesn't know where her boyfriend is. Oh, and she has a boat they can use if they help her find him. Which they do. Karl, the aforementioned bf, is being held in room 23 (number alert) of yet another Dharma building, unwilling participating in a freaky brainwashing rave. They grab him, drooling, and head for the shore. They get &lt;em&gt;thisclose&lt;/em&gt; to shoving off, when Danny, who will just &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; let go of the whole "they-killed-my-girlfriend-Colleen" thing, shows up. He and Sawyer glare at each other for a minute before Juliet shows up, now back on our side, and kills Danny. She tells them to get going, but won't permit Alex to go with them, citing that Alex's dad will be upset if she's not there when he wakes up. Oh, and I forgot to mention that Ben is Alex's father, and Ben told Juliet that if she convinces Jack to finish the surgery, he'll let her go home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whew. So that's the skinny on the overview. We've got pre-island Juliet, apparently tortured by the Miami humidty, as evidenced by her fro-y, frizzy curls, as well as some present-time operating room shenanigans orchestrated by Jack and Friends. We've got questions, but, more importantly, we got answers. Up, up, and away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE that the show picked up right where it left off. I so often am enraged when things aren't resolved, or at the very least addressed when such a huge lead up is involved. (*cough cough, season 2 finale, cough cough*). Granted, we didn't see anyone other than the players in Otherville, but when you've got a cast of 300 million people, I suppose you have to pick and choose. But anyway, here are my thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've never gotten any confirmation that Alex is Rosseau's daugher. We &lt;em&gt;assume &lt;/em&gt;that she is, since Rosseau's daughter was named Alex, but if Benry truly is her father, wouldn't Rosseau have kept Benry to herself when she caught him in that net instead of turning him over to the survivors? Unless Rosseau herself doens't know who the father is, which is entirely possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I was doing some light research on Wednesday's episode, I came across a theory about Juliet that tickles your brain a little bit. Indulge me: this guy claims that Juliet has powers, in much the same way that Walt had powers. Remember how, in season 1, Walt is studying birds when the same bird flies into the glass door? If we apply that same sort of thinking to Juliet, maybe this guys isn't completely nuts. Subconciously, she wants Edmund to get hit by a bus, as she so eloquently blubbers to the interviewer guy. I think it's a bit of a stretch to think that this company would submit to her every wish and actually ensure that Hubby does, in fact, die via collision with public transportation just to get her to work with them. I mean, think about what was happening right before Edmund was hit: Juliet had just shared the fact that her research or whatever worked, and her cancer-ridden, barren sister Rachel was pregnant. Instead of being happy for her, Edmund begins talking about submitting the research, etc. Juliet gets angry, since she doens't want her sister to be subjected to all that. Call me crazy, but maybe Juliet's anger toward Edmund is manifested by him getting killed by the bus. The thought was already in her mind. A stretch, possibly, I know, but unless Ethan was driving that bus, I don't think Milletos is responsible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of Milletos, whose ultrasound was displayed in Juliet's interview? After Juliet guessed (wrongly) that it was a womb belonging to a 70 year old woman, Mr. Alpert said it actually was that of a 26 year old. Claire? Rosseau? Sun? And &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; does this company need Juliet so badly? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, back in present day, Juliet reveals that she has been on the island for 3 years, 2 months and 28 days. If we're still of the thought that it is now early December 2004, that would mean that Juliet came to the island right around September 11, 2001. .... &lt;em&gt;yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good God, I can't take it. What the &lt;em&gt;hell&lt;/em&gt; is going on on this show?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-2243242720545611149?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/2243242720545611149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=2243242720545611149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2243242720545611149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/2243242720545611149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome-back-lost-its-been-so-long.html' title='We&apos;re not in Kansas anymore. Or Portland, for that matter.'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116950453441591045</id><published>2007-01-22T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:03:45.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Aaron is cuter than YOUR Aaron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3263/3699/1600/984420/DSCF0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3263/3699/320/170561/DSCF0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been accused of naming my firstborn child after a LOST character. Now, while I admit that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; something that isn't &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; farfetched, in this case, it is simply untrue. If I &lt;em&gt;were &lt;/em&gt;going to name my child after a LOST character, it would have nothing to do with the most anoying person on the whole freaking show! I had the name Aaron picked out for my son around the tender age of 13, and Claire solidified my hatred of her when she put no thought whatsoever into naming her child, and, amidst a flow of highly unbelievable tears, sputtered out the name. Bitch. Anyway, bottom line: My baby is cuter than your baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116950453441591045?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116950453441591045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116950453441591045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116950453441591045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116950453441591045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-aaron-is-cuter-than-your-aaron.html' title='MY Aaron is cuter than YOUR Aaron!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116664688934467821</id><published>2006-12-20T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:34:49.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Not So Merry Christmas for Lilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life pretty much &lt;a href="http://the.honoluluadvertiser.com/article/2006/Dec/20/br/br9371206485.html"&gt;sucks&lt;/a&gt; for Evangeline Lilly this morning. Hopefully, the Hobbit steps up her Christmas gift this year. (May we suggest a new house with a bow on it?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116664688934467821?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116664688934467821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116664688934467821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116664688934467821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116664688934467821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-so-merry-christmas-for-lilly.html' title='A Not So Merry Christmas for Lilly'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116551557339970877</id><published>2006-12-07T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:24:35.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been so "lost" without LOST recently. There is a hole in my heart every Wednesday at 9:00 as I wander aimlessly around my apartment, avoiding the accumulating boxes of baby schtuff. So, I have done my best to distract myself: I watched the SNL hosted by Matthew Fox, and I've been reading up on the upcoming film, &lt;em&gt;We are Marshall&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I've also serached all four corners of the internet seeking information, tidbits, spoilers, and theories on the show, which returns to ABC on February 7. (So far away...) Here is what I have come across, which I will now share with you, dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* First, and probably most disconcerting, LOST will, indeed, return to ABC on February 7, but make sure you get a nap in early that day, as it will not be returning to it's regualr time slot. You must now set your TiVo's and DVR's to 10:00 p.m. (holy crap!) to catch our doomed castaways. The reasoning behind this? (you'll love this, Ma) LOST was pummeled in the ratings last year by American Idol when the two shows went head to head, so this is their solution. I hope you're happy, Ma, I really am. As if I wasn't &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; going to be sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have become a big fan of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/package/0,12938,1045714_3_0_,00.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doc Jensen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Entertainment Weekly's "expert" on all things LOST. (Watch out, Doc, I'm coming for your job...) Usually, you can catch some sort of theory expostulation on his site every Thursday. He has good ideas, and good theories, but some of them are pretty farfetched. Others, (tee hee) however, are interesting and certainly thought-provoking. You'll need to brush up on your Bible and/or musical theatre for this week's installment, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://trippislost.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tripp West&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Atlanta DJ extrordainaire, (I guess.... I like his blog better than his radio show) has been keeping up his his blog, mostly to post the YouYube spots that air during DayBreak, giving us glimpses of what's to come. Not terribly interesting, since they are, on average, about 15 seconds long, which is usually the amount of time I require to focus on something anyway, so I have to watch it a few times before I can glean &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; from the spot. Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sometimes, I have to rely on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spoilerfix.com/lost.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SpoilerFix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to get me through the day. While there's not a lot of info being leaked, it sometimes tweaks my attention for a moment or two. (Hey, I'm on maternity leave, and spend my day wandering my overpriced apartment, what else would you have me do?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kids, that's all I've got for now. It's a helluva long time till February. Be strong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116551557339970877?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116551557339970877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116551557339970877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116551557339970877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116551557339970877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/12/hiatus-happenings.html' title='Hiatus Happenings'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116353373857049357</id><published>2006-11-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:54:01.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, I was &lt;em&gt;way &lt;/em&gt;off! (Samsonite!) While pondering how producers would leave us hanging for the next 12 weeks (!!!) many scenarios came to mind, and the one that I liked the most (concocted with help from my baby's daddy) went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(cue dramatic music) Pickett has Sawyer kneeling on the ground, gun pointed in his whiskered face. Kate stands by helplessly, restrained by some other Other. As Pickett cocks his gun, Sawyer, knowing the end is near, orders Kate to close her eyes, attempting to spare her the brutal image which is surely forthcoming. The scene fades to black, and we hear a gunshot, followed by Kate's incoherent scream just before "LOST" flashes eerily across the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personally, I think my ending was much better than the one the writers came up with. Think about it: with my ending, the possibilities are endless, a sort of "Who shot J.R.?" cliffhanger. (By the by, who &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; shoot J.R.? &lt;em&gt;Dallas&lt;/em&gt; was a bit before my time...) Let's see... just to name a few... well, the most obvious, Pickett does, indeed, shoot Sawyer, or, ohh, even better, Pickett shoots Kate to avenge his beloved Colleen's death. Other possibilities include Sawyer somehow getting control of the gun and shooting Pickett, or heck, even Sayid and Locke bursting through the brush, guns blazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should totally move two hours north and become a writer for LOST. I'd be so much better at it than these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since none of that stuff actually &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; happen, I suppose I should go ahead and address those events which actually did unfold. One of the questions that came out of Sawyer and Kate's game of Never Have I Ever ("Never have I ever, ever, &lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt;, never ever!" ... hee, hee, oh college) in Season 1's "Tabula Rasa" was finally answered. Recall from that episode that Sawyer's claim, "I've never been married" is something to which Kate lifts her glass (mini alcohol bottle). Flash forward to this season, and we find out that Kate, or rather, Monica, the alias she appears to be using, was married, to a Miami cop named Kevin (played by Nathan Fillion). OK, first issue: Why would you, if you were a fugitive from the law, marry a &lt;em&gt;cop&lt;/em&gt;?! Second issue: &lt;em&gt;WHY &lt;/em&gt;would you call up the marshal who was chasing you? Doy. Third issue: If Ka-- Monica was as in love with Kevin as much as she claimed to have been, why not just come clean, pay your penance, and, (for the love of Jack Shepard) STOP RUNNING?! Good grief, Charlie Brown! (hmm.... Charlie? Nah, I guess that name's already taken. Besides, wouldn't want to name my child after an annoying hobbit, anyway.) With that, we come back to the present, and Kate is yet again face with the fight-or-flight option, and the "fall season finale" (pssh) cliffhanger made it seem that she was (finally!) about to stop running and fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't buy it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why: I don't think Kate is in love with Sawyer. I think she certainly has feelings for him (how else could you stand to have crazy jungle sex smelling the way you do?!) but I don't think she reciprocates Sawyer's love. (One thing I will give the writers credit for is Sawyer's love confession.... how heart-wrenchingly craptastic... "Well, I love you, too." OH, break my heart!) Kate doesn't even answer Sawyer's question: "When Blockhead was beating on me, you only said 'I love you' to get him to stop, right?" Um, holy unfeeling heartless wench, Batman! Hello?! A kiss is not an answer, and for the Skaters who seems to think so, &lt;em&gt;wake up! &lt;/em&gt;If anything, that seemed to me to be more evasive than affirmative. Wench. Another thing: When Jack sets his scheme in motion, and gives Kate the opportunity to run, she says no, claiming, " I won't leave without you." At that point, she's talking to &lt;em&gt;Jack&lt;/em&gt;. She won't leave without &lt;em&gt;Jack&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, argue with me on this one. Prove to me that Kate loves Sawyer. I'll fight you. Jate 4-eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, p.s., Jack. It would be a really bad idea to actually let Benry die. Because then, Pickett would become even more PO'd, and I don't think Tom would be too happy, either. And Juliet's a wuss, she wouldn't be able to protect you. They'd probably just kill you after Benry flatlined anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Locke's onto something. My spidey-sense tells me he'll be heading north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions to ponder for the next 12 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;     1) Did The Others really kill Carl?&lt;br /&gt;     2) Is Alex really "one of them?"&lt;br /&gt;     3) How effective is a slingshot against semi-automatic loaded weapons?&lt;br /&gt;     4) Who is Patch-in-the-Hatch?&lt;br /&gt;     5) Will Jack actually grow the testicles to let Benry die? (Remember this is the same doctor guy who wouldn't even put the marshal out of his misery!)&lt;br /&gt;     6) When will Sawyer stop being everyone's punching bag?&lt;br /&gt;     7) Where the heck are Jin and Sun? How about Mrs. Klugh?&lt;br /&gt;     8) Why are Charlie and Claire still alive?&lt;br /&gt;     9) How will Desmond's powers prove to be either helpful or hurtful?&lt;br /&gt;    10) Who the heck are Nikki and Paulo, and why do we care about them?&lt;br /&gt;    11) How will the relationship between Jack and Juliet develop?&lt;br /&gt;    12) Will Kate run?&lt;br /&gt;    13) Why haven't J.J. Abrams and/or Carlton Cuse called to offer me a writing job yet? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back periodically over the next 3 months. I'll be posting any info I come across between midnight feeding and changing diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in February!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Feed my ego, people! Leave comments! Let's discuss! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116353373857049357?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116353373857049357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116353373857049357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116353373857049357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116353373857049357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-do.html' title='&quot;I Do&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116252999651700233</id><published>2006-11-02T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:55:47.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cost of Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I guess the way things work on the LOST set goes a little something like this: if the Honolulu Police Department has your mug shot on file, you can kiss your gig on LOST goodbye. As such, this week we bid adieu to Mr. Eko, played by Adewale Amumbojumbo Abunchofletters, or Triple A for those of whose Nigerian needs some work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dare I make the claim that LOST is falling into a pattern, nay, even becoming (dare I say it?!) &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;predictable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? (Gasp!) With such an audacious claim, let me back it up with a little history before you jump all over me. Think back to Shannon's death. Prior to the airing of the episode, it was highly publicized that someone was going to die, that it was going to be shocking, and people (read: me) would have anxiety problems for weeks both before and after the show aired. Right before the broadcast, audiences learned that the episode would feature Shannon's flashbacks, and guess what?! at the end, it was Shannon herself who bit the dust. Now, fast forward a few months in the season: Cynthia Watros and Michelle Rodriguez are arrested within minutes of each other on DWI charges. Weeks later, in an episode that features the flashbacks of Ana-Lucia (Rodriguez), both women's characters are killed off in the final minutes of an episode that left jaws across the country dropped in disbelief. Here and now, mere weeks after Adewale Amumbojumbo Abunchofletters was arrested, an Eko-centric episode features the death of the not-quite-right priest. (Man those writers work quickly!) So, are you picking up what I'm dropping here? My Spidey-sense is telling me that for future reference, if there is a highly-publicized teaser that someone is going to kick it, just look to whose flashbacks the episode will feature and you'll pretty much have your answer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh. All that worrying for nothing. Contrary to the information leaked prior to the actual airing of the episode, I don't think Eko's death will have a resounding effect on the rest of the season. I do have to say, however, that I am rather disappointed by last night's turn of events. Eko's death was the end of the Tailie era, an era that, in my opinion, ended way too soon. I mean, for the love of Jack Shepard, the Tailies were the primary focus of last season, and by killing the last one off, they're practically screaming that almost the entirety of season two was irrelevant to anything. (And, let's face it, Bernard is not exactly a pivotal character on this show...) Grrrrrr....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, on to the episode itself. Contrary to last week when the previews purposely mislead viewers in a completely different direction, this week the previews actually proved to have some worth, and were, shockingly enough, in line with the episode itself. Benry &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;the one with the spinal tumor! How about that?! In the beginning, he denies it to Jack, but we find out after The Others send Colleen's burning funeral pyre out to sea (tsk, tsk, they &lt;em&gt;obviously &lt;/em&gt;didn't get the memo about wearing white after Labor Day) that the x-rays actually &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;belong to the Artist Formerly Known as Henry Gale. With this revelation comes the unraveling of Benry's Great Plan: to get Jack to perform surgery by converting to The Other wasy of thinking by becoming "invested" with The Others. (i.e., by getting it on with Juliet.) P.S. THANK YOU, BENRY! I have maintained from the beginning of this season that Juliet looks a little too much like Jack's ex-wife, Sarah, for comfort. I definitely agree with &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/commentary/0,6115,1553652_3_0_.00.html"&gt;EW &lt;/a&gt;that the best scene of the night was the one that took place between Jack and Juliet that shows Juliet starring in a homemade movie (NOT of the Paris Hilton variety, mind you!) holding signs negating everything she is saying to Jack about how Benry is a good man, how he deserves to live, blah blah blah, and why Jack can, in good faith, perform the life-saving surgery. How sneaky. Of the most interest, I think, is this: one of Juliet's signs says &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/1600/juliet%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/200/juliet%201.1.jpg" width="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but that &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/1600/juliet%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" height="81" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/200/juliet%202.0.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Those statements seem to suggest that Benry is, in fact, "in charge," as Juliet so adamantly denied last week. However, &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; does it need to appear that Benry's death on the table was accidental? Is there, in fact, someone of higher authority than Benry? Is it "Him?" Things that make you go &lt;em&gt;hmmmmmmmm&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Sayid seems to have made it back to the beach unscathed and none the worse for wear. No sign of Jin and/or Sun though, however, no mention is made that they &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; make it back as well. Story's pretty much the same: Eko's alive albeit unconscious. After Hurley, Charlie, and Sayid leave the tent, an apparition of Eko's brother, Yemi, appears to tell Eko that it is time to make his confession and be judged. (Boy, if &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; isn't indicative of impending doom, I'm not sure what is!) Then he sets Eko's tent on fire. Or something. Either way, Eko wakes up, and heads for the Beechcraft in the jungle to find Yemi. Meanwhile, after a huddle with Sayid and Desmond, Locke and Co. (including irritating newcomers Nikki and Paulo, who still remain utterly useless) decide to "kill two birds [with] one stone," heading to the Pearl station in an attempt to use the computer to contact The Others and svae Jack, Kate, and Sawyer, and, oh, yeah, find Eko while they're at it, since the aforementioned Beechcraft is right next to the Pearl Station. How convenient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On his trek through the jungle, Eko continues to have delusions (hmmm, who else had delusions right before she died? Oh yeah, &lt;em&gt;Shannon!!) &lt;/em&gt;from his past as he is stalked by the smoke monster. After the fantastic five catch up with Eko, he and Locke compare notes on Smokey, having been the only two on the island to actually see this thing. While Locke saw a "beautiful" bright light, as Eko notes, "That is NOT what I saw." Okay.... so.... are there &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;different monsters? *Shrugs* Yes, please, raise even more questions through which we have to muddle!! Fantastic. I read a theory somewhere that the smoke monster is a shape shifter, evidenced by the fact that after Eko refuses to confess, citing that he has not sinned, but rather only done what was necessary to survive, his confessor, Yemi, turns into the monster, slaps Eko around for awhile, then retreats, leaving a broken and dying Eko in little bloody pieces (ok, not &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; pieces, but you know what I mean) on the ground. O-kay, that's a bit of a stretch, but then again, what on this show isn't?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since I'm starting to get carpal tunnel syndrome from this post, I'll begin to wrap it up. First, Man With Eyepatch: &lt;em&gt;Creeeeepy! &lt;/em&gt;I'm also kind of confused as to where, exactly, he is. The Pearl is an observation station that observes the activities of The Swan, where the numbers were entered, and it certainly &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt; like The Swan from all the machinery in the background, but after the implosion, it didn't look like there was much left... unless EyeGuy was &lt;em&gt;already there!!&lt;/em&gt; (OK, that's probably the biggest stretch of big stretches, but whatever.) I'm not really sure what Locke meant when he said "I guess he'll be expecting us," but I can only assume that it means another adventure walk is forthcoming. Oh, and EyeGuy had a Dharma patch on his shirt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, what are we supposed to make of Eko's last words, "We're (or was it 'You're') next?" I'm not entirely convinced it should be taken literally, as in Locke, Sayid, Desmond, Nikki, and Paulo are in present and immediate danger, since, if they were, wouldn't future-tastic Desmond know about it? Maybe it's just me, but if I could see the future, and I knew that I were "next," I might opt out trekking through the jungle and stay on the beach, skipping stones with Hurley gazing on, or rigging up more lightening rods to save the lives of annoying and utterly useless hobbits and their girlfriends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After seeing next week's previews, it looks like Kate will be making her "choice." Sigh. Still holding out hope for Jate, though, still holding out. I'll never let go, Jack, I'll never let go. Oh, oops, sorry, wrong show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116252999651700233?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116252999651700233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116252999651700233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116252999651700233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116252999651700233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/11/cost-of-living.html' title='The Cost of Living'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116197205443906175</id><published>2006-10-27T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:00:54.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Man For Himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'll get to the main storyline as well as the flashbacks momentarily. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The episode opens with a very Lockeian (as an English major, it says on my diploma that I am allowed to make up new words) camera angle, yet this time, it is circling around our (newly clothed) friend, Desmond, who is carefully observing Claire and baby Aaron. After her refusal to allow Desmond to mount her (roof), the next time we see Desmond (who my husband continually refers to as Paddy-in-the-Hatch) is striking up a conversation with the new guy, Paoulo (sp?) about golf. Stealing Paoulo's 5-iron, Desmond rigs up a lightening rod just before Claire, Aaron, and Charlie would have become dinner. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, just a few things here: WHY? Why, Desmond, why?!! You couldn't have just sat back and enjoyed the show, could you? I mean, you could have single-handedly wiped out the two most annoying people on the island and even those (two) people who acutally &lt;em&gt;liked&lt;/em&gt; the Hobbit and the Whiner could have been comforted by the fact that &lt;em&gt;awww, they died together, bless their hearts.&lt;/em&gt; Desmond, you just lost 10 life points. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly, &lt;em&gt;who's Paoulo?!&lt;/em&gt; We heard that Kiele Sanchez and Rodrigo Somebody (name presently escaping me) were joining the cast this season, but I had hoped it wouldn't be in this "introduce-them-as-if-they've-been-there-all-along" avenue the writers and producers seem to have taken. Uh, yeah, whatever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, on to the other stuff. Alright, I'm giving up on the LOST promotions. I was worried, as in &lt;em&gt;really worried&lt;/em&gt; about this week after seeing the previews last week. Crap, I tell you, crap. And like a sucker, I was .... well, suckered. The seemingly huge moment, Kate's beleagured love confession, yeah, well, it was like 5 seconds of &lt;em&gt;crap&lt;/em&gt; that really, in all honesty, had nothing to do with anything. Colleen died (woo hoo!) and her lovah, Danny, was a bit upset and took it out on Sawyer. (Seriously, people seem to have a thing with being the crap out of Sawyer... I think my next blog will simply be a list of people who have hit Sawyer.) Jack tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to help save Colleen, but without the aid of a crash cart (which was "broken".... uh, y'all might wanna go buy some more batteries, mmkay?) ultimately failed in doing so. Give the guy a break, fellas, you didn't ask for his help until Juliet the Non-Doctor had almost killed her anyway. It also appears that they &lt;em&gt;just hand &lt;/em&gt;out medical degrees on this island. We learn that Juliet is a fertility doctor, something which I think will be of great importance in future episodes. Still, she attempts to go all spinal surgeon on Colleen before remembering (how &lt;em&gt;convenient&lt;/em&gt;) that Jack actually is a real doctor. While scrubbing up (not really) Jack notices the x-rays of (supposedly) a 40something male with a tumor on his spine. Again, the reality that Jack is a spinal surgeon is not lost on anyone. According to the previews that we are supposed to believe, (never again, I tell you, never again) the x-rays we were viewing were Ben's. I don't buy into that, considering how well he beat the crap out of Sawyer, and who, with such ease, scaled a mountain that set off Sawyer's heart moniter. Maybe it will be Danny. Anyhoo....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sawyer and Kate. There's a match made in hell. Seriously, it's taken Kate how many days now to realize that she could fit through the bars at the top of her cage? Geez.... When she finally does climb out of captivity, a beleaguered (my new favorite word) and hope-deprived Sawyer refuses to go with her, telling her "It's every man for himself!" In response, Kate climbs back into her cage and retorts, "Live together, die alone." BOO YEAH! Eat that, Sawyer. My Jater faith is renewed once again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Via flashback, we learn that after Sawyer conned Cassidy out of her money, she pressed charges to land Sawyer in the jail where he currently resides. In order to free himself, he agrees to help the warden (frightening man, really he is) recover $10 million&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;in stolen government funds in exchange for his freedom. So, con-man Sawyer cons Munson, the guy accused of stealing said funds, into telling him where the money is. During a seemingly unexpected prison visit from Cassidy, she reveals that James has a daughter, Clementine (oh my darlin', oh my darlin'...), who Sawyer then claims is not his.  So after Sawyer recovers the money and hands it over to the government officials, he requests that his commission be set up in an anonymous account in Albequerque under the name Clementine Phillips (and don't think that Hormonal and Emotional Bree didn't tear up a bit on that one). Who knows? Maybe we'll find out that Cassidy was running her own con, knew about the $10 million, and was setting James up herself. With this show, you never know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116197205443906175?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116197205443906175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116197205443906175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116197205443906175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116197205443906175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/every-man-for-himself.html' title='Every Man For Himself'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116132887787236933</id><published>2006-10-20T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:21:17.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed that one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Spidey-powers are failing me. After reading &lt;a href="http://trippislost.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tripp's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I was a bit confused... Desmond can see the future? Yup, well, apparently so. I completely missed it while watching the episode Wednesday night, but Desmond reassures Hurley, "Don't worry, Locke's gonna go after them (Kate, Jack, and Sawyer). He said so in his speech." Yeah, the speech he &lt;em&gt;hadn't made yet&lt;/em&gt;. It's so freaking obvious! I can't believe I missed it! Gosh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, so now maybe the ending makes a little bit more sense.... duh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116132887787236933?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116132887787236933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116132887787236933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116132887787236933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116132887787236933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/missed-that-one.html' title='Missed that one...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116132073351373647</id><published>2006-10-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:58:31.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Further Instructions.... a.k.a. "...huh?!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let us begin with the question that is undoubtedly at the forefront of everyone's minds after viewing last night's episode, "Further Instructions:" "...huh?!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compared with the first two episodes of the season, this week's showing was weak. It might have been due to the fact that most of the blood in my brain is currently residing in my feet, resulting in swelling of mammoth proportions, but I felt like a good acid trip would have been helped me better understand just exactly what was going on. Although, on the other hand, in typical LOST fashion, they &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;throw you a curveball once in awhile: who saw crazy Johnny Locke being a weed farmer coming? Not me, that's fo shizzle. I did, however, get a weird, cult-like, Heaven's Gate vibe from the community in which we saw Locke living (apparently post-Daddy and post-Helen). Things just started getting strange after that. I was hoping that we would have found out how Locke ended up in a wheelchair, but again, no such luck. Anyway, I should start at the beginning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Johnny survived the hatch implosion (which, from what we saw, had that Marshmallow-Peep-In-The-Microwave-After-30-Seconds look to it)! Good for him! Admittedly, when the show opened, I myself had a sense of deja vu (just rewatch the opening of the pilot episode, and you'll know what I mean), and I half expected Vincent to come running out of the bush. Instead, we got Desmond running around in the buff. Which is almost the same thing. Anyway, after a game of Charades with Charlie, we learn that Locke wants to "speak to the Island," and we cut to the creepy music where LOST flashes on the screen. I think it was at this point where "...huh?!" first escaped my lips.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the first (of many, I might add! Holy advertising!) commercial break, things started to get trippy. Cue Weird Herbal Concoction/Hallucination Paste, and cut to airport dream sequence featuring the dearly departed Boone pushing a once-again wheelchair ridden John Locke around, and our cast of characters playing different airport roles. After scaling to the top of an escalator, and discovering Eko's blood-covered Jesus Stick, Locke has found his purpose: rescue Eko from the polar bear that has dragged him hither and yon throughout the jungle. And this is where my second "...huh?!" occurred. First of all, just &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; exactly in that dream told Locke about the polar bear that has ahold of our pseudo-priest? I saw nothing about as frickin' polar bear! Was that just an educated guess?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Locke's flashbacks proved to be just as perplexing. Posing as a farmer on some sort of communal ranch, we find out that Locke is actually aiding in the growing and/or distributing of some leafy goodness. His overall likeability on Weed Ranch is jeopardized when he picks up a hitchiker named Eddie, who is actually an undercover cop (really? they actually hire 15 year olds?!) OK, Riddle me this, Batman: If Eddie is an undercover cop, why were he and Locke pulled over? Just so as not to tip off Locke? And what cop on the face of the planet would just let someone with a pickup truck full of guns go? I was almost thrown in jail for having lip gloss in my purse on the way through security at the airport! Say it with me now, folks: "...huh?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Locke, back on Mystery Island, armed with nothing but hairspray and determination, plunges into the deep unknown (in this case, a creepy cave) to save Mr. Eko from the jaws (literally) of death (or, polar bear, as the case my be). Lockey succeeds in sparing Eko from becoming a Lunchable, and he and Charlie bear (hehe.... get it? I tell you, I just &lt;em&gt;crack myself up&lt;/em&gt;!) the unconscious Eko back to Survivor City, where the farmer-turned-hunter vows to find our trinity of captives over in Otherville.... after they find some bandaids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.... Riiiiiiiiiiiight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty much a perplexing episode from opening to closing credits. I think, though, that perhaps the most "...huh?!" inducing moment was at the very end of the episode, which featured Hurley gazing at a rock-skipping Desmond, apparently having a very real sense of deja vu. Is it just me, or did that have absolutely &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; to do with &lt;em&gt;anything?! "...Huh?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week's episode looks pretty intense. I'm not sure what I make of that, other than thinking that Sayid's words last week about only needing two captives (one to help control the other) might not bode well for one of the three currently residing in Otherville. We shall see...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116132073351373647?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116132073351373647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116132073351373647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116132073351373647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116132073351373647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/further-instructions-aka-huh.html' title='Further Instructions.... a.k.a. &quot;...huh?!&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116118757590681238</id><published>2006-10-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T09:06:15.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close but no cigar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Currently in Houston, visiting Ian's family, but I will be back in San Diego tonight, hopefully in time for tonight's episode. I thought, however, that a few of you might be interested to know that my connecting flight from Austin to Houston was flight 814. Dammit! SO close...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, anyhoo, tonight should be very exciting.... we have the return of the rest of them, and, apparently, it's  a Locke-centric episode which will feature the return of a very dear (and departed) friend from season 1. Today's USA Today blurb reminds us where we left off with each of the survivors, which, in my mind raises a few questions for which to seek the answers tonight:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Given Juliet's statement last week that "Sailing around in circles will keep them busy" (here referring to Sayid, Jin, and Sun) makes me think that Michael and Walt won't be getting too far in their little dinghy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) USA Today reminded me that Claire and Charlie, when we last left them, had just kissed. It also reminded me how much I don't care about either of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Hurley had just been chosen The Weakest Link by Miss Klugh.... where'd she take off to? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) I hope Eko beats someone with his Jesus stick tonight. (Preferably, Claire and/or Charlie.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:) Happy viewing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116118757590681238?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116118757590681238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116118757590681238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116118757590681238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116118757590681238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/close-but-no-cigar.html' title='Close but no cigar...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116094048530049896</id><published>2006-10-15T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:22:57.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glass Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My humble apologies, devoted readers: this past week has been busy, and, when not busy, filled with snot (sexxxxxxxxxy....). (Although, according to my mother, advanced pregnancy coupled with head colds and various other ailments and afflictions do not a valid excuse make!) Anyway, enough of that, and on to the good stuff...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So it appears that our Korean "good girl" is anything but! (*insert shocking gasp here*) When we last left Sun and Baldy (what's his real name? Jae?), the air was fraught, &lt;em&gt;fraught, &lt;/em&gt;I tell you, with sexual tension. Heh, looks like they worked out that tension pretty well, eh? One pearl necklace and a surprise visit from Daddy Dearest (eeeek! How uncomfortably squirmy! I still maintain immaculate conception!!) later and we're back to present Islandtime, where Sun apparently hasn't yet learned her lesson and soldiers on in her rebellious wife behavior, disagreeing with Jin and aiding Sayid in his as-yet-unsuccessful rendezvous with Jack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whew. That's a lot to take in just the first few minutes of the episode, but hey, at least we have an answer to &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; of our ever-increasing questions: yes, Sun is an adulterous blot, and has just lost 10 cool person life points in the Book 'O Bree. Tsk, Tsk. In true LOST form, however, they (who? THEY) would never answer a question without raising yet another one: now that we &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; Sun and Baldy did the dirty deed, just &lt;em&gt;who &lt;/em&gt;is the father of her baby? Later in the episode, we find out that our favorite castaways have been on the island (mon) for 69 days, and, in my personal opinion, that's a long time to not know you're preggo. Whatever, you know they'll come up with something completely out of left field; it'll end up being Locke's baby or something ridiculous. (Ewwww.... mental picture.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we close this week's book on Jin and Sun, Baldy's "suicide" must be discussed. Am I the only one thinking that it was just a little &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; convenient that Baldy just &lt;em&gt;happened&lt;/em&gt; to fall to his death.... on top of Jin's car? Am I alone in thinking that he wasn't entirely alone in room 1516 (didja catch that one?!) when he went up and over, pearls in hand? Somebody, somewhere (sorry, the link escapes me presently) claims to have seen Daddy Dearest a lil' roughed up at the funeral, perhaps indicating a bit of a brawl a few days prior? Hmmmm? However, my rewatching of the show as well as careful scrutiny of no less than 742 screencaps (.... what?! FYI, I prefer "thorough" as opposed to "obsessive" thankyouverymuch. It's all about the connotation, people!) availed nothing of the sort. Bottom line: I think we'll find out later that Baldy had a little, uh.... &lt;em&gt;assistance&lt;/em&gt; in his downfall. (Haha, get it? Down... fall?! Oh, I just crack myself up sometimes!) Oh, and P.S., Sayid, I'm not entirely convinced that it's a good idea to head back to Survivor City by trekking through the jungle in the middle of the night. That might come back to bite you in the bum. Just a thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it must be said that ANY show that is already supremely spectacular couldn't, in all likelihood, better itself. Then along came LOST. By showing that final out, that ground ball to Foulk, those final seconds of the Greatest Comeback in the History of Sports, not only did LOST cease to be simply A Show That is Incredibly Awesome and and Obviously Addicting Because Let's Face It, Would I Really Waste My Time Blogging About a Mediocre Show? to The Best Show of All Time Ever. Period, but it made me cry. And I'm not afraid to admit that. And that's all I have to say about that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, on to our other captors. Wait. Sorry. CaptIVES. (Sorry, antibiotics, messing with my head.) First, a disclaimer: I am a Jater. I have refused to give up, but it seems that the Skaters have won this round. (And I do have to admit, that fish-biscuit-y kiss &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; pretty hot.) Sigh. I won't give up hope, though. Anyway, so here we thought Sawyer was being all clever, creating a diversion by tickling Kate's tonsils to figure out the strengths and weaknesses of our Other-ly compatriots, but then he had to go all shootin' his mouth off (typical of a &lt;em&gt;Cherokee&lt;/em&gt; alum, I must add) so our voyeur-tastic buddy, Benry, is now in the loop as well. Smart, Sawyer, real smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, I need to wrap this up. The rest of my thoughts, bullet-point style:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Alex + Carl = huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star crossed lovahs? The Others found out about their secret romance and punished them by locking Carl in a cage and stealing Alex's dress?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Colleen = rhymes with "witch" (I'm tryin', Ma!) Her and Danny (Denny?) got a lil' sumthin' sumthin' goin' on. Also (as much as I would wish it upon her), I don't think she's dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Jack = Holy apathy, Batman! Perk up, Jackie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking forward to next week, with the return of the rest of our survivors, as well as &lt;em&gt;someone unexpected. &lt;/em&gt;Muahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116094048530049896?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116094048530049896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116094048530049896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116094048530049896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116094048530049896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/glass-ballerina.html' title='The Glass Ballerina'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116076611643886186</id><published>2006-10-13T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T12:02:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gallery.lost-media.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_boone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://gallery.lost-media.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_boone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Friday the 13th! Love, Boone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116076611643886186?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116076611643886186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116076611643886186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116076611643886186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116076611643886186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116075686234259920</id><published>2006-10-13T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:27:42.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been nursing the wonderful head cold I caught from Ian for the past few days, so I apologize that I have yet to update on this week's show. I'm hoping to find the motivation to do so later today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116075686234259920?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116075686234259920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116075686234259920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116075686234259920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116075686234259920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/apologies.html' title='Apologies...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116057213075276092</id><published>2006-10-11T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T06:10:26.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're Not My Type"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was just reading USA Today, which features a little blurb about tonight's show. While it pretty much asks the same questions we've all been asking for a week now, there was one that I hadn't thought about: When Zeke tells Kate that she's not his "type," is he referring to her gender or her blood? Hmm.... never thought about that one. If we are keeping with our notion that this utopian society  breeds solely to continue its existence, maybe he &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;referring to Kate's blood type. Food for thought, and certainly something to keep us thinking while we eagerly await tonight's episode.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116057213075276092?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116057213075276092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116057213075276092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116057213075276092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116057213075276092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/youre-not-my-type.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Not My Type&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116010758588013757</id><published>2006-10-05T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:31:13.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Premiere continued....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feel refreshed? OK, good, back at it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems to me that everyone thought the premiere was &lt;em&gt;soooooo&lt;/em&gt; good, we saw &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt; many new things, blah, blah, blah. My thoughts? &lt;em&gt;Nuh-uh!&lt;/em&gt; While I did think that the first five minutes were, in fact, pure LOST genius, I feel much was left to be desired. I'm fairly disappointed that we didn't see &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;other than the trials and tribulations of our triumvirate of star-crossed lovers, pre-island freak-out Jack, and a glimpse of island life prior to the arrival of our unlucky passengers of flight 815. With such a cataclysmic ending to last season, I personally would have liked to see how everyone fared. Next week, I suppose. Oh well. Onward and upward.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, so, apparently, I need to switch doctors, and have The Others do all my labwork, since it appears, as evidenced by both Jack's and Kate's arms, that they can actually hit the vein on the first try! (Don't even get me started on those Navy doctors....grr.) And just why are The Others getting all Dracula-like on our buddies? Who knows?!! (Don't you just love this show?) And while they didn't show it, &lt;a href="http://www.abc.go.com/primetime/lost/galleries"&gt;screencaps&lt;/a&gt; via the &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index"&gt;LOST website&lt;/a&gt; show that they did, indeed, take Sawyer's blood, too. (See photo number 16 of 43). And while we're on the screencaps, check out ..... wait a minute. Oooooo. Earlier today, while I was looking at the screencaps, there was a picture of a little girl in the holding cell with Jack, but it has apparently been taken down. &lt;em&gt;Verrrrrrrry &lt;/em&gt;interesting. OK, never mind. Sorry about that. (For those who didn't see it, a girl looking very much like the little girl who was with the Tailies and was abducted by The Others was in the holding cell with Jack, and it was super creepy.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, now, I suppose, we should talk about each member of our ill-fated love triangle. We'll start with Jack, my favorite, because.... well, it's my blog and I can do what I want. So there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Considering that Jack apparently graduated from medical school an entire year early, he sure doesn't think things all the way through. We saw him at the beginning of the episode stalking his soon-to-be ex-wife, Sarah, outside of a school (where a coupla guys, they were up to no good, started making trouble in the neighborhood.... oops, sorry, wrong show). Riddle me this, Batman: he SEES "the other guy" BEFORE he suspects his father, so what in the name of God's Green Goodness is the basis of his suspicions regarding Christian?! It just doesn't make sense! (Uh, hello, like anything on this show does!) We also find out that, prior to Jack's little bust-in on Christian's AA meeting, Daddy dearest had been sober for 50 days. (C'mon writers! Holy missed opportunity, Batman! Could've been 48 days...) So now it seems that there are 2 possible reasons for Christian's down-under adventures, and both of them are ultimately Jack's fault. Though, not gonna lie, I think Jackie boy did the right thing ratting out Daddy for OWI (for those of you not acronym-friendly, that's &lt;em&gt;operating while intoxicated. &lt;/em&gt;Doy.) Although, I guess Jack's technically responsible for that, too, huh? Oi vey. Moving on to present-time Jack.We learn that he is being held in an underwater hatch called The Hydra, which used to be some sort of holding aquarium for sharks and/or dolphins. Would these sharks happen to have the Dharma logo on their tails like we saw in the S2 premiere?!.... Things that make you go hmmmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On to our damsel in distress. Raise of hands by the people who thought the "here, put on this skimpy, cleavage-enhancing dress" was just a tad creepy..... riiiiiiight. Other (haha, I'm so pun-tastic) than her breakfast date with Benry (which I find to be an acceptable substitution for Fenry, dontcha think?) we don't really see a whole lot of our freckled friend. What we did see, however, raised many more questions. Unless she &lt;em&gt;specifically&lt;/em&gt; asked for scrambled eggs and the bastards brought her fried eggs, my thoughts are that one's wrists don't usually look like that after breakfast. So what happened? The rumors I have heard, both online and via radio commentary, suggest that, in an effort to continue to populate the aforementioned utopian society, Kate was raped. While that might explain her clearly upset expression and why she pretty much burst into tears when she saw Sawyer, truth be told, I think that's a bit risque for LOST. &lt;em&gt;Something&lt;/em&gt; traumatic definitely happened, and hey, maybe she was artificially inseminated or something, but let's not jump to conclusions quite yet. I mean, they did give her flips flops with that dress. Maybe she just stubbed her toe or something. Either way, I'm beginning to think Sawyer will be there to comfort her when the truth comes out. You know, comfort her like he comforted Ana-Lucia. Catch my drift?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sawyer, on the other hand, seems to be adapting to his new digs pretty well. Quote of the night goes to Zeke: "Well, lookie there, you got yourself a fish biscuit." Personally, I can't think of anything more appetizing than a fish biscuit, but darn it all to heck (better, Ma? she says I need to watch my language) if fish doesn't have mercury in it, and we all know that mercury's bad for little Ziggy. Apparently, Sawyer agrees with me, considering how quickly he offered his delicacy to Kate. Zeke's next comment, however, shed some light on an as-yet-unsolved island mystery: "Only took the bears 2 hours." Was he talking about &lt;em&gt;polar&lt;/em&gt; bears?! And P.S.: &lt;em&gt;Who&lt;/em&gt; is Carl? &lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; is he important? Stop bringing in all these new characters! I can hardly keep up with the ones we've got! I'm sure he'll prove to be important later, and that he'll pop up again &lt;em&gt;somewhere &lt;/em&gt;unexpected. Whatever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brain hurts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116010758588013757?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116010758588013757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116010758588013757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116010758588013757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116010758588013757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/premiere-continued.html' title='Premiere continued....'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-116008105006060480</id><published>2006-10-05T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:46:58.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Tale of Two Cities"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*cracks knuckles, rolls shoulders* OK, kids, let's dive right in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I don't know what I was expecting in the first five minutes of last night's premiere, but it certainly wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. I figured out as soon as we saw this girl that she was gonna be Juliet, the new girl. But that's about as much as I got right. Whoever she is, (or whoever she was on September 22, 2004), she doesn't seem very happy with her life: her actions throughout that opening sequence suggest to me that she was about to experience some sort of breakdown. (Think Jessie Spano-esque freak out.) Then they cut to the bookclub meeting. I heard on the radio this morning that some of The Others we've seen before were in attendance, but that was news to me, I didn't recognize anyone in that living room. I do think, however, a few hints were dropped:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- I don't know if it's important, or if they're just running out of names, but the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man Juliet (and were they calling her Julie?) was arguing with was named &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam. Shannon's father was named Adam. Like I said, I don't know if there's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;significance or not, but do with that what you will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- The bookclub is reading some book by Stephen King. I've read that close ups &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indicate that it is "Carrie," but I'm not positive. This same radio DJ from this &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning was talking about one of King's short stories, "The Dark Tower," I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believe, and how that story is about a utopian society run amock. That would &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seem to make more sense to me. The opening scene did seem rather &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pleasantville to me. After we see what appears to be an earthquake, everyone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;runs outside (uh, hello?) to see flight 815 break apart and crash into the island.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We see Fenry giving orders to Ethan and Goodwin, demanding lists in 3 days.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://trippislost.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tripp West &lt;/a&gt;speculates that, due the nature of their interaction, as well as some&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;comments made during the bookclub meeting, Fenry (who will always be Fenry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and never Ben to me) and Juliet are married or possibly estranged. I don't &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know about that, and I would be willing to go out on a limb and say that it's not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fenry&lt;/em&gt; and Juliet who are married, but rather &lt;em&gt;Ethan&lt;/em&gt; and Juliet. He was the one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outside her house attempting (what looked like unsuccessfully) to fix her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plumbing problem. Whatever. Unimportant at this time. Let's talk about the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"free will" comment, yeah? Whoa. Creepy. Juliet gets all up in arms and says &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something to the effect of "Are we supposed to believe that free will actually &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still exists?!" Hmmm....makes me wanna jump on the whole utopian society &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bandwagon, and claim that no one in this society has a say in what goes on, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;namely who they marry, when they have kids, etc. Smells like 1984 to me...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My last point on this subject.... Fenry, right before LOST flashes on the screen, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;says "So I guess I'm out of the bookclub?" to Juliet. Uh, I didn't realize he was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;the bookclub. He wasn't in the house. Did he forget to pay his dues? Perhaps&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;forget the secret handshake? Wow, pretty Nazi-esque bookclub if they'll kick &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you out for missing a meeting. But then again, didn't Adam say it was Ben who &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suggested the book, even though Juliet, as the host, picked the book? I don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm, and all that on just the first five minutes. I'll give you a potty break before I go on. Go on and grab a Coke while you're at it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-116008105006060480?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/116008105006060480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=116008105006060480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116008105006060480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/116008105006060480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/tale-of-two-cities.html' title='&quot;A Tale of Two Cities&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115999015008941750</id><published>2006-10-04T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:30:29.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And the Air Fairly Crackles With Excitement and Anticipation"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Haha. The title of this blog comes straight from the mouth of my mother. Needless to say, I believe we're all pretty excited for tonight's premiere. (T minus 9 hours to go.... for us unlucky Pacific timers.... Just so you know, anyone on the East Coast who calls me after they've seen it tonight to ruin &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; will face my pregnant wrath. Be forewarned!) Here are some things to look out for tonight:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- It has been brought down the Mount by Saints Lindelof, Cuse, and Carlton, and shall be cast on stone: THOU SHALT NOT MISS THE FIRST FIVE MINUTES OF TONIGHT'S EPISODE. Major revelations, here, people, heed the warning. And don't say I didn't warn ya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- Jaters, brace yourselves. As much as we would like to see Jack and Kate get it on, we must face reality. The producers have taunted us by saying that Kate will "get with someone" in the first few episodes, but they have also been not-so-tightlipped about Jack's interest in the new girl. Last season's undressing with the eyes on the dock between Jack and Kate may have lead us to believe great things were to come, but I fear this shall not be the case. Mommy's theory: Kate "chooses" one of them (most likely Sawyer), but not of her own volition. Sound theory, Ma, I like it. (And don't worry, if you're wrong, you won't be stoned.... I've already posted what is already developing to be wrong information, and yet, I apparently still have an audience.... HAHAHA, MY EVIL PLAN IS WORKING... Ok, yeah, maybe not so much, maybe everyone else is just as addicted as I am, and I'm the only geek with enough time and patience to actually write it all down...) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3- I &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; have "Downtown" stuck in my head. If you don't know what this means, you will. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4- Lastly, I must insist on the Rules of Watching Lost: *Thou shalt not, above all else, talk while the show is on. Complete concentration is imperative. *Talking shall be done only during commercials. *Unplug the phone, should anyone be &lt;em&gt;rude&lt;/em&gt; enough to call you when they &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; it's PREMIERE NIGHT. *Bring a pen and write down any questions you may have. You can discuss during commercial breaks. *Bring a pen anyway. You'll forget half of the stuff you see. *Leave comments/questions via this blog, and I will do my best to answer them. (Or tell you straight up that I have no F-ing idea.) If we all adhere to these rules, I am sure this viewing will be nothing less than titillating, and the world will be a better place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Viewing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115999015008941750?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115999015008941750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115999015008941750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115999015008941750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115999015008941750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-air-fairly-crackles-with.html' title='&quot;And the Air Fairly Crackles With Excitement and Anticipation&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115984844850858663</id><published>2006-10-02T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:07:28.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late-breaking SPOILERS.... Read On At Your Own Risk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, do with this what you will... Spoiler or Foiler?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both &lt;a href="http://trippislost.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tripp West &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.spoilerfix.com/lost.php"&gt;SpoilerFix&lt;/a&gt; claim that, in spite of previous notions that the first episode of S3, "A Tale of Two Cities," would be Kate-centric, it will be, in fact Jack-centric and feature flahsbacks of "Doctor Smiley" "los(ing) it... when he suspects wife Sarah of having an affair with his boozin' dad. Desmond turns up post-hatch explosion naked." (Not that Desmond being nakey is terribly important, but hey, we take what we can get with this show, don't we?) But back to the more revelatory information: Sarah and Daddy Dearest. OMG WTF ARE YOU SERIOUS? I certainly hope not, that might end up being juuuuust a bit too much of a stretch for me to wrap my head around. (And there's a lot to wrap your head around with this show.... I mean seriously, nanobot smoke monsters? Uh-huh.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115984844850858663?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115984844850858663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115984844850858663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115984844850858663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115984844850858663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/10/late-breaking-spoilers-read-on-at-your.html' title='Late-breaking SPOILERS.... Read On At Your Own Risk'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115948483578777896</id><published>2006-09-28T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T16:30:04.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown is On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just (finally) finished watching S2 this morning, and now I am PUMPED for the season premiere!! (In case you can't tell, in which case, you must be oblivious to &lt;em&gt;everything.) &lt;/em&gt;I thought that I would go into detail on each episode I rewatched, but I'm lazy and I only have half an hour before I have to leave for work. So here are the high notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;LOCKDOWN&lt;/em&gt; - Did Fenry push the freaking button or not?! My thoughts are that he must have, otherwise everything would have gone all magnetic. So did he just lie about pushing the button to f with Locke's mind. Poor guy, he's been through a lot both preIsland and presentIsland, and it sounds like things are just gonna get worse for him this upcoming season. (see my previous post about Ian Somerhalder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;DAVE - &lt;/em&gt;There was much speculation (mostly by me) after this Hurley-centric episode aired. If what Hurley's imaginary friend said was true, namely, that Hurley is still in the mental institution and this whole thing is a figment of his crazy imagination, I might be very angry. &lt;em&gt;Saint Elsewhere&lt;/em&gt; is a bit before my time, but from what I've read about it, the series ending was bullshit. I have to put more faith in the writers and producers than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;S.O.S. - &lt;/em&gt;Rose and Bernard were cute when they were reunited, but I'm pretty much over them now. Seriously, who didn't see it coming that Rose was sick? Bueller? Bueller? Pretty much the only thing this episode did for me was give me time to give myself a manicure. It's fairly interesting that Rose seems to be in the Locke camp with the whole "Island healing thing" and it does go along with what Crazy Healer Guy said about specific geological points being the center of healing, but, overall, a boring episode in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Two for the Road - &lt;/em&gt;Just try and convince me that Michelle Rodriguez and Cynthia Watros weren't killed off the show as the result of their illegal extra-curricular activities. Go ahead, try me. Nonetheless, when I saw this episode the first time, it was actually a DVRd episode, since I had had to work that night. When I got home (around midnight or so), Ian told me it was a really good episode. I tried to go to sleep and tell myself I could watch it in the morning, but we all know that I got out of bed at 1:00am to put it on. To be brutally honest, I didn't see it coming. I hadn't heard any spoilers, and I was completely &lt;em&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/em&gt;. Like Jaw on the Floor Dumbfounded. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;? - &lt;/em&gt;(Possibly the stupidest name for an episdoe, but hey, like I've said before, they don't consult me on these things.) Oh Eko. I like him and his Jesus Stick. This episode is the turning point for our respective men of faiths. Locke loses it, and Eko gains it, and this will become more important in the final episodes of seaon 2. Claire's psychic makes a comeback via Eko's flashbacks, and creepy autopsy girl delivers a message to Eko from beyond the grave. Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Three Minutes - &lt;/em&gt;Micheal, you're a slime ball. As a result, both the names Michael, Walt, and Vincent will be stricken from the potential baby name list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Live Together, Die Alone-&lt;/em&gt; Apparently, Jack is so verbose that he will even quote himself. Egotistic? A little, but hey, it's ok, we're seniors. (Inside joke, don't try and understand.) The questions answered in the season finale were minimal in comparison with the questions that were ultimately raised. My biggest issue being this: Desmond KNOWS what happens if you don't press the button, so why, for all of God's Green Goodness, does he let Locke wind the timer down? He KNOWS it's real, why does he let Locke think otherwise? P.S. Kate is a really bad shot, guys, let's not give her any more guns, mmkay? Tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a week to go, kids, time to get excited. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115948483578777896?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115948483578777896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115948483578777896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115948483578777896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115948483578777896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/countdown-is-on.html' title='The Countdown is On!'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115845463455878133</id><published>2006-09-16T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:20:39.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I would like to officially nominate Michael Emerson (Fenry) and writers Christina M. Kim and Elizabeth Sarnoff for The Best Writing and Acting Award in the History of the World Award for the final 2 minutes of "The Whole Truth," an episode of S2 that features flashbacks of Jin and Sun that you immediately forget as soon as "LOST" flashes on the screen at the conclusion of the episode. In fact, I don't even remember most of the episode, as the last 2 minutes were &lt;em&gt;just that good.&lt;/em&gt; Worth mentioning, however, beith this point: I don't think the baby is Jin's. Nor am I completely convinced that it's Baldy's. Either way, the woman can't lose: Jin's got abs you could wash clothing on and Baldy's not exactly the world's ugliest person. So go and party like it's your birfday, Sun, you sure know how to pick 'em.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115845463455878133?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115845463455878133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115845463455878133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115845463455878133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115845463455878133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk?'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115833895260009516</id><published>2006-09-15T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:49:12.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Somerhalder.... Back from the Dead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If you are an avid reader of my blog (and if that be the case, good God, get a life!), you'll remember from a previous post that I mentioned Ian Somerhalder, who played the unfortunate Boone in S1, is set to reappear for a few episodes in S3. Most of us assumed these appearances would be limited to flashback sequences, but apparently, that is not the case. &lt;a href="http://trippislost.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tripp West&lt;/a&gt;, an Atlanta DJ, provides us this this titilating spoiler: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hot off the release of his big screen horror "Pulse," the former LOST star spent a week in Hawaii working on new material for an upcoming episode of LOST which centers on the bushman-who-lost-his-way John Locke. In the episode Locke, who is still reeling from his actions in the cataclysmic season finale, begins to have visions of the young man who died to keep the hatch a secret. Boone leads Locke to a redemption of sorts and sets him off on a 'kung fu' like journey to unravel yet another island mystery. Sources say this journey rivals the season one fascination with the hatch and will find John Locke squarely returning to his mysterious mysticism and McGyver-ish ways."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT-DAMN, people! Seemingly, Shannon isn't the only one having visions of castaways that aren't &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;there. (Remember dripping-wet, speaking-backward Walt in S2? Uh-HUH!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good to know that Johnny Locke won't be quite so weird this upcoming season. Now, if we could only figure out what the hell Jack's problem is....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115833895260009516?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115833895260009516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115833895260009516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115833895260009516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115833895260009516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/ian-somerhalder-back-from-dead.html' title='Ian Somerhalder.... Back from the Dead?'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115812133001026430</id><published>2006-09-12T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:55:06.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Forgotten?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have just finished re-watching "One of Them," the Sayid-centric episode that introduces us to Pre-Island Sayid, a member of Iraq's Republican Guard. I thought there were many interesting tidbits that I didn't necessarily catch the first time around. First and foremost, this episode was chock-full 'o' character connections. Not only do we see Kate's father (well, they guy she &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;was her father, not the guy she blew up...) capturing and interacting with our favorite Iraqi, but we also catch a glimpse of pre-island Kelvin (remember the hatch dweller prior to Desmond? Yeah, that guy...) playing CO to the American troops there. One thing I didn't notice the first time around, (or maybe it's just actually settling in my brain this time) is that Sayid is brought in to torture and interrogate one of his own people under the pretense that he is the translator, the only one with the ability to speak fluent Arabic. Yet, toward the end of the episode, we see that Kelvin, too, speaks fluently, leading us to believe... well, what exactly? That they didn't want to do the dirty work themselves? Or are we to believe, instead, exactly what Kelvin tells Sayid, namely, that he has equipped Sayid with a necessary tool to use later in life? Um, not exactly sure, but either way, Sayid apparently became a professional torturer, honing his skills first on our favorite redneck, Sawyer, and later on the creepy Other, Fenry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like this episode was a turning point in the season, like this was the episode where things really began to happen. Up until this point in the season, things had happened, people had died, of course, but this was the climax of season 2, I feel. From here, everything began to snowball, and would eventually leave us staring as Michael and Walt (and Vincent? Have we figured that out yet?) sailed off into the wild blue yonder, Jack, Kate, and Sawyer were led off the dock, and Penny Widmore was flabbergasted by &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final and more somber note, the closing scene of "One of Them" struck me in a way that is relatively difficult to put into words. In this scene, Sayid sits with Charlie on the beach justifying, in a way, his actions in torturing Fenry in the Hatch. He does this by bringing back to our memories the actions The Others have taken against our band of survivors. He refreshes Charlie's memory as well: "That you were strung up by your neck and left for dead. That Claire was taken and kept for days during which only god knows what happened to her. That these people -- these Others -- are merciless, and can take any one of us whenever they choose." The final line of this episode hit me hard as I watched on Monday night, the 5th anniversary of the worst terror attck on American soil: "So tell me, Charlie, have you forgotten?" It is my solemn hope that, as this 5th anniversary passes us by, that we, as a nation, realize that our pursuit of those who struck a blow to our nation on that day is a pursuit not of &lt;em&gt;revenge&lt;/em&gt;, but rather one of &lt;em&gt;justice&lt;/em&gt;. Now, I could quite possibly be the one person on Earth who could, (or would) relate our unstable present day society to a ficticious island drama, but I hope that the fiction to which I am addicted seeks the same justice. That may sound wicked corny, but, as I watched on Monday night, I found an undeniable parallel between our world and that of our island friends: we are all in search of peace, that we all are "one nation, under God, indivisible," endlessly searching for "liberty and justice for all." Ok, so I'm corny. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. For those of you who don't already know, it's a boy. Maybe I'll name him Jack. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115812133001026430?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115812133001026430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115812133001026430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115812133001026430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115812133001026430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-you-forgotten.html' title='Have You Forgotten?'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115800514748921869</id><published>2006-09-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:07:59.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimmie a "Klugh"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been progressing my way through the episodes of S3, and I just finished rewatching "The 23rd Psalm," the Eko-centric episode where Charlie takes Eko back to the fallen Beechcraft, and they encounter the black-smoke-monster-thing in the jungle. If you already haven't done so, I strongly suggest that you go back through that part where they show what's in the smoke, and do it frame by frame. You'll notice a bunch of different images that I think will prove to be of some interest later on. While I was going back through and looking at those images, it occurred to me that perhaps the woman who is seen in the smoke was none other than Ms. Klugh, one of The Others who appears toward the end of S2. Apparently, I wasn't the only one with such &lt;a href="http://lostmysteries.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-is-mrs-klugh.html"&gt;thoughts&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other (heh heh, no pun intended) theories have circulated about Klugh (though many of them seem farfetched at best): she's Eko's long lost sister or somehow related to him, that she's the real Henry Gale's wife, etc. Most, however, want to attach an anagramical (is that a word?) significance to her name. In the S2 finale, "Tom," the Other with the fake beard, refers to her as "Bea." Bea Klugh. Everyone seems to be like, "Oh, it must BE A CLUE." C'mon people, I think they're a bit more subtle than that. While I DO think that this character will (obviously) have more significance in the upcoming season, I think most of these theories are way off the mark. People have also commented on the fact that she says to Michael almost exactly what Walt's mom's lawyer (got that?) says to him in the episode "Adrift:" "For someone who wants his son back so badly, you don't seem to know much about him, Michael." Ohmigod, alert the presses, the whole mystery has been blown wide open!! OK, not really. It's certainly interesting to note, and &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; it will prove to be of importance &lt;em&gt;later&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt; we even see Michael and Walt again in the present instead of flashbacks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. I forget exactly what it was I was watching (maybe some sort of bonus feature), but I totally do not remember Vincent being on the boat with Michael and Walt when they pulled away from the dock, but there he was, looking all doggy-like. How did that happen? It's not like Kate, Jack, Sawyer, Hurley, and Michael just brought him along for the trek across the island to Camp Other. Directing glitch or intentional? Hmmmm.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I make my way through the rest of the episodes, I'll keep everyone updated on my findings and subsequent theories. I'll have to look into this whole "Klugh" thing a bit more thoroughly, and see if she was, indeed, the woman in Eko's smoke. (Though, it should be said.... just because she's black doesn't mean she has anything to do with either Eko or Michael. Think outside the box here people.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115800514748921869?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115800514748921869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115800514748921869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115800514748921869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115800514748921869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/gimmie-klugh.html' title='Gimmie a &quot;Klugh&quot;'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115764793531506860</id><published>2006-09-07T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:52:15.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND one thing I forgot....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Remember the girl that Sawyer was, .... well, uh.... getting friendly with in the hotel before Hibbs (the guy who told Sawyer that the guy in Australia was the real Sawyer when he really wasn't) announced his presence? According to the little "Connections" feature, she is also the lottery number puller that announced Hurley's winning numbers..... Yeah, not sure how/if that's important, but do with it what you will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115764793531506860?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115764793531506860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115764793531506860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115764793531506860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115764793531506860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-one-thing-i-forgot.html' title='AND one thing I forgot....'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115759764878229890</id><published>2006-09-06T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T16:51:13.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK, I'm not gonna lie: I tried to do some online research to supplement the stuff I found out by watching the bonus features disc today, but some people are talking about stuff that's waaaaay over my head, so I'll just stick to what I and I alone know, mmkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. My wonderful and loving husband went out and bought me ("us") season 2 yesterday, and, as today is my day off, I hunkered down with some leftover pizza and pen and paper to watch the bonus features disc of the 7-disc set of season 2. The bonus features disc is broken down into 3 diferent "phases" and is designed to look like part of a Hanso film (like the "Orientation" video). Here's my breakdown of the different features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHASE 1: OBSERVATION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fire + Water: Anatomy of an Episode&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little extra breaks down the "making of an episode," and shows the audience how a single episode evolves from pre-production, goes through the production process itself, before finally making it to post-production and is shown on TV. For this particular feature, they chose "Fire + Water," a Charlie-centric episode where Charlie believes it is his purpose to save Baby Aaron. While I felt that this feature was, indeed, informative, it was quite long, and not exceptionally enjoyable. (I don't know, maybe I just find Dominic Monaghan tedious in and of himself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOST: On Location&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one features snippets from 10 different episodes throughout season 2 and details the trials and tribulations of shooting "on location." (Hence the title here, people, try and keep up!) They delve into various locations including jungle scenes, water scenes, beach scenes, and flashback locales. It is rather interesting to see how they, for example, create a London flat in downtown Honolulu. This one isn't a complete waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;The World According to Sawyer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me actually enjoying the entertaining aspect of the bonus features that made this one a disappointment.... Although it's quite humorous, it (unlike the "Anatomy of an Episode) was too short! This feature highlights Sawyer's quick wit and his uncanny ability to offend &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt;, whether they are Middle Eastern, black, white, Asian, fat, a burn out, or merely those of us who don't burn in the sun but rather are blessed with "angel kisses" (as my grandmother used to refer to my freckles...) I really wish they would have included &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; on this one; however, it was quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHASE 2: CONDITIONING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lost Flashbacks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! I was looking for some key information here, only to find out that there are only 3 (?!) of these unaired flashbacks, and 2 of them are from Shannon's flashback episode, "Abandoned." One of them occurs after Adam's wake, and is quite irrelevant to anything. The second one is called "The New Au Pair," and shows Shannon going to work for a French family as an Au Pair even though she knows absolutely no French whatsoever. (Though there are some interesting looks exchanged between her and the father, so who knows, maybe she's one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; au pairs.) Enthralling, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exceptionally boring flashback and of no use to anyone is called "Locke's father," a 30 second clip of a priest asking him questions about his father prior to the "funeral" and Locke not knowing the answers, having not known his father. Whoop-de-freaking-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deleted Scenes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, you can tell &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; these scenes were originally deleted. THEY ARE BORING!! They reveal nothing, save for one: "What's Your Story" focuses on Libby and Hurley in the hatch, folding laundry, and asking each other about their lives pre-island. We learn that Libby has been married three times ("if the annulments count"). Yay monogomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOST bloopers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bloopers, and there are never enough of them, and that's all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Channel 4 UK Promo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to describe this in one adjective, I would have to go with &lt;em&gt;creepy&lt;/em&gt;. Check it out: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.accesshollywood.com/television/ah1380.shtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creepy promo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. (NOTE: this link brings you to an Access Hollywood website with another link, but I have faith that you'll figure it out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sneak Peeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yeah, sneak peeks that AREN'T OF LOST!! Honestly, I'm not really interested in Season 4 of Scrubs (actually, that's a lie, I LOVE Scrubs, but that's not what I'm blogging about, now, is it?), Desperate Housewives, Pirates of the Carribbean, or something called "The Heart of the Game." Is it too much to ask for sneak peeks about LOST on the bonus features disc of LOST?! Geez, I'm working with amateurs, here, for chrissakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHASE 3: Conclusion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOST Connections&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually the most challenging of all the features, since you actually have to do it yourself. (I'm lazy, dammit!) Anyhoo, it starts off talking about a 1929 Hungarian author by the name of Frigyes Karinthy (pronunciations welcome) whose "theory of centrality" eventually became what we today know as "6 Degrees of Separation." The initial voice over raises the question as to whether or not chance meetings with strangers are simply coincidence or fate, a question that seems to be at the forefront of our much beloved LOST. It claims that there must be one person at the center of this idea, and it places Jack (love him) at that center. From there, it is up to you: starting with Jack, you go through many conduits finding out how one character is connected to another. It's actually a very exhausting process: after a little less than an hour, I gave up, feeling like I was not even touching the surface of all the connections between all these people. It was, however, helpful in reminding me of some connections I had forgotten (i.e. Locke and Nadia, Kelvin and Sayid, Claire and the pilot, etc.) Mostly refresher stuff, but there was one thing that I found particularly interesting. The final conduit in Jack's piece of the puzzle, as it were, is a "frayed wire" and leads you to a screen of static in which you can make out the blurry figure of a man. "OK, weird," you think, and move on. You won't notice anything else out of the ordinary until you come to the final conduits of Claire and Christian Shephard, which yield the &lt;em&gt;exact same thing&lt;/em&gt;, which leads me to believe a rumor that has been circulating for awhile now: Recall, if you will, Christian's Down Under rendezvous with Ana-Lucia, and his middle-of-the-night visit to a house where a drunk Christian demanded to see "her." As many have speculated, and I agree, the "her" was Claire, Christian's daughter, and Jack's half-sister, and, as such, I am led to believe that the blurry images at the end of these three pieces of the puzzle are an as-yet-unrevealed connection between the three. I guess we'll just have to wait that one out, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mysteries, Theories, and Conspiracies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a very interesting piece. This one delves into the fans' ideas and theories as to what is going on on the island, as well as the theories of the actors themselves and the producers (who just like to pull shit out of their asses). The only thing that I found relatively plausible (and which proves true in many cases) was an interview with Yunjin Kim, who plays Sun. She said something to the effect that if your character is conflicted, you're pretty much safe from the swift hand of Death. This is something that I, at least, have thought for ahwile now. Only those characters whose "issues," as it were, have been resolved, have been the ones to die. Examples: Once Boone finally came to grips with his (albeit f-ed up) relationship with Shannon, he died. It wasn't long after his hallucination in the jungle when he saw Shannon die and was relieved that the Beechcraft fell from the canopy with him inside. Here's another one: Shannon, having developed a relationship with Sayid, and sorted out her guilt issues over Boone's death, is shot by Ana-Lucia. Fast forward, and trigger-happy "Ana-LuLu," whose pre-island issues include losing a child, admits to Michael that she "can't do it (kill Fake Henry, or "Fenry" as I like to call him) anymore," coming to terms with the fact that she's killed people for stupid reasons, and hands over her gun to him, her final act before Michael shoots her. I'm honestly not quite sure why they killed Libby, since I think she has much more to her, and I would still like to know why she was in the hospital with Hurley, but hey, they obviously don't consult me about these things beforehand. Bottom line: don't work out your issues, it won't end well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Secrets from the Hatch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much a behind the scenes look at our favorite hole in the ground. Pretty interesting, when they highlight the things that I've sort of forgotten about: the seemingly millions of hash marks on the wall, the mural, the telescope-mirror surveilance camera thing, etc. Definitely worth watching, since, according to hearsay, (and judging by the way the hatch imploded in the finale) the hatch's day has come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line of the bonus features disc: don't waste your time with the first phase (although, do catch up on your Sawyerisms) and spend the bulk of your time on the connections piece. It'll do your memory well to refresh yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115759764878229890?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115759764878229890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115759764878229890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115759764878229890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115759764878229890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/bonus-stuff.html' title='Bonus Stuff'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115758627999018206</id><published>2006-09-06T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:44:40.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Uh-oh, Adewale. We all know what happens to cast members who get &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/TV/09/06/people.akinnuoye.agbaje.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arrested&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! Need we remind you about &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/mugshots/lostgirlsmug1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle Rodriguez and Cynthia Watros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;? Next thing you know, you'll be down in the hatch with Michael and get two through the chest. Maybe people just shouldn't have cars in Hawaii. Why would you need one anyway?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115758627999018206?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115758627999018206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115758627999018206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115758627999018206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115758627999018206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/uh-oh.html' title='Uh-oh'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115748049811614308</id><published>2006-09-05T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:21:52.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An oldie but a goodie...</title><content type='html'>This LOST promo originally aired during a SuperBowl commercial break, and still remains one of the best I've seen so far. LOVE IT. Check it out: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMjLHV9mfgE"&gt;Addicted to LOST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I apologize, as I tried to actually show the video on this page, but my technical skillz are lacking.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115748049811614308?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115748049811614308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115748049811614308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115748049811614308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115748049811614308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='An oldie but a goodie...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115731039023284734</id><published>2006-09-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T12:06:57.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more little tidbit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Malcolm David Kelley (Walt) is credited in the episodes 1,2, and 4 of S3 as a full-time cast member, and in episodes 3 as supporting cast. Harold Perrineau (Michael) is credited as a full-time cast member in episodes 1 &amp; 4, and supporting cast in episodes 2 &amp;amp; 3. Hmmm.... interesting. Even more interesting; however, is that IAN SOMERHALDER is credited in episodes 3 &amp;amp; 4. WHAT THE HECK?!! (flashbacks, I'm presuming, but with this show, one can never tell...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115731039023284734?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115731039023284734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115731039023284734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115731039023284734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115731039023284734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-more-little-tidbit.html' title='One more little tidbit...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115730900024953693</id><published>2006-09-03T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:54:24.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconfirmed rumors...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;After taking a look at various websites, here's a list of things that I'll be keeping my eye out for in the upcoming season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Last season, when discussing who "Him" was, one of the producers said that the audience would know who "He" was by "a wink and a nod." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.go.com/abc/primetime/lost/message?messageID=14411024"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; claims that "the look" shared between Jack and Kate in the S2 finale would qualify as this "wink and a nod." I'm not completely sure how I feel about that... But I have heard that the Others never really wanted either Jack or Kate, they only wanted Sawyer, leaving us to conclude that Jack and Kate are "plants" or something. I don't know. That one is kind of hard to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) In the same vein, it has been reported that the love triangle between Jack, Kate, and Sawyer will become a love square of sorts this season. The season 3 press release discusses Jack's interest in "the new girl," Juliet, played by Elizabeth Mitchell. Executive producer Carlton Cuse confirmed that Kate will "get with" someone this season. As you all know, I am a hardcore supporter of Jate. If she "gets with" Sawyer, I think I will be inconsolable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/629/normalkatecap4352gm.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/629/normalkatecap4352gm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In terms of scheduling, everyone seems to agree that season 3 of LOST will have NO repeats this year. I hear that, beginning with the season premiere on October 4 (you have all marked your calendars by now, I presume) LOST will run for 6-7 consecutive weeks before going on a 12-13 week hiatus. (As much as this pains me, I do believe the producers had my best interests at heart.... Those guys, always helping me out.... Last year, after I got married, and was in the middle of moving, there were no new episodes. This year, I'll be having a baby, and I still won't miss a thing! You can't convince me otherwise that they didn't do this &lt;em&gt;just for me!&lt;/em&gt; :P) The show will return to it's regular time in February '07, and run straight through until the season finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Damon Lindelof claims something will happen halfway through the season that will "fry everybody's brains." The possibilities are endless. I can't even &lt;em&gt;begin&lt;/em&gt; to wrap my head around the number of things they could do. Quite honestly, my brain was fried when Michael killed Ana-Lucia and Libby. My jaw just hung open and &lt;em&gt;would not close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Speaking of Damon Lindelof, it appears that he may have revealed a tad too much at this forum thing. He says that it may be wrong of fans to assume the Losties have "been there as long as they think they've been there." Holy slip-up, Batman! OK, let's do the math on this, shall we? According to the information we were provided in the S2 finale, the plane crashed on the island on September 22, 2004. (The same day as the series premiere AND my parents' anniversary! Happy 25th anniversary Mom &amp; Daddy!) There have been 47 episodes, but I do believe that some of those episodes have spanned more than one day, so I will assume that the castaways have been on Pain in the Ass Island for about 60 days. So it appears that the Losties should have just celebrated their first Thanksgiving together, if we are to believe these conditions. Maybe Desmond's "snow globe" theory isn't too far off the mark, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Harold Perrineau, the actor playing Michael, has signed on to make 4 films due out in 2007. Is it then safe to assume that we have seen the last of Michael as he drove away on that damned boat? I think I would be very upset if they don't, &lt;em&gt;at the very least&lt;/em&gt;, show the boat exploding or something! You can't just betray my Jack and Sawyer (oh, yeah, Kate too) like that and not have the vengeance of ME thrown down upon you! &gt;:0!!! OK, sorry, my emotions got the better of me on that one.... Either way, I think Michael's done with the island. I mean, look at the history of castaways who have made other TV shows or films: Maggie Grace (&lt;em&gt;The Fog):&lt;/em&gt; DEAD. Cynthia Watros (&lt;em&gt;My Ex Life; Frank)&lt;/em&gt;: DEAD. Your time is up, Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now, folks. Stay tuned. (P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, IAN!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115730900024953693?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115730900024953693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115730900024953693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115730900024953693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115730900024953693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/unconfirmed-rumors.html' title='Unconfirmed rumors...'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115722622887016969</id><published>2006-09-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:30:59.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Season 2 DVD - September 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/1600/lost%20season%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3263/3699/200/lost%20season%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So herein begins my LOST blog. At the current time, ABC has presented 47 episodes of the hit drama, and it would be an &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt; lesson in patience and fortitude to recap all that has happened on this show up till now. So, if you are truly interested in knowing the highlights of all that has transpired thus far, might I suggest you go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/episodes/223.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to enlighten yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will start right now, right here, where we are. Today is 2 September, 3 days prior to the release of Season 2 on DVD, which promises to include not only all the episodes from season 2 (duh), but also 8 hours of bonus features. (Well, that's a day in itself right there!) Such bonus features like "never before seen flashbacks;" deleted scenes; bloopers (i LOVE bloopers!!); "The Official Lost Connections," detailing the connections between the characters; "Secrets From the Hatch;" "Mysteries, Theories, and Conspiracies;" and "The World According to Sawyer," among other things. (Now, if I could only convince my husband that &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; should receive a "Day After Labor Day" gift....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The release of Season 2 gives avid LOST fans exactly 29 days to extract all they can from the season 2 DVD, for the season 3 premiere is set for 9:00ET (AHH!! Is that 6:00 Pacific?! Haven't quite grasped the whole time change thing yet...) on October 4. Here's a lineup of the episodes that are forthcoming. (DISCLAIMER: these are only rumors, as published on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spoilerfix.com/lost.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spoilerfix.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 3.01: "A Tale of Two Cities" (Kate-centric) Airdate: October 4, 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 3.02: "Further Instructions" (Claire-centric) Airdate: October 11, 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 3.03: "The Glass Ballerina" (Sun/Jin(?) centric) Airdate: October 18, 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 3.04: "Every Man for Himself" (Desmond-centric) Airdate: October 25, 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here is ABC's press release regarding season 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lost," awarded the 2005 Emmy and 2006 Golden Globe for best drama series, has begun production in Hawaii on third season episodes of action-packed mystery and adventure -- that will continue to bring out the very best and the very worst in the people who are lost. The series will have its season premiere Wednesday, October 4 (9:00-10:00 p.m., ET), on the ABC. After Oceanic Air flight 815 tore apart in mid-air and crashed on a Pacific island, its survivors were forced to find inner strength they never knew they had in order to survive. But they discovered that the island holds many secrets, including a mysterious smoke monster, polar bears, a strange French woman and another group of island residents known as The Others. The survivors have also found signs of those who came to the island before them, including a 19th century sailing ship called The Black Rock, the remains of an ancient statue and bunkers belonging to the Dharma Initiative, a group of scientific researchers. Jack, Kate and Sawyer open the season in captivity as prisoners of The Others. Just who these Others are and what they want are primary questions Season Three will explore. Michael Emerson joins the regular cast in his ongoing role as Henry Gale, leader of The Others. Romance looms on the horizon as Jacks interests veer towards a mysterious new woman, whose motives may be questionable. Sun and Jin will continue to celebrate their pregnancy but is the child really Jin's? Locke and Sayid will band together with some of the other survivors and journey across the island in an attempt to free Jack, Kate and Sawyer. Charlie will attempt to return into the good graces of Claire and her baby, Aaron, but can he be trusted to stay clean and sober? The fates of Locke, Desmond and Mr. Eko in the aftermath of the implosion of the hatch are answered. Will Penny Widmore find the island and her long, lost love, Desmond, and can the survivors find a way to interact with the outside world? The band of friends, family, enemies and strangers must continue to work together against the cruel weather and harsh terrain if they want to stay alive. But as they have discovered during their 60-plus days on the island, danger and mystery loom behind every corner, and those they thought could be trusted may turn against them. Even heroes have secrets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lost" stars Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje as Mr. Eko, Naveen Andrews as Sayid, Henry Ian Cusick as Desmond, Emilie de Ravin as Claire, Michael Emerson as Henry Gale, Matthew Fox as Jack, Jorge Garcia as Hurley, Josh Holloway as Sawyer, Daniel Dae Kim as Jin, Yunjin Kim as Sun, Evangeline Lilly as Kate, Elizabeth Mitchell as Juliet, Dominic Monaghan as Charlie and Terry O'Quinn as Locke."Lost" was created by Jeffrey Lieber and J.J. Abrams &amp; Damon Lindelof. Abrams, Lindelof, Bryan Burk, Jack Bender, Jeff Pinkner and Carlton Cuse serve as executive producers. "Lost," which is filmed entirely on location in Hawaii and premiered on September 22, 2004, is from Touchstone Television.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also of interest in the upcoming season is that there will (obviously) be newcomers to the cast. They have been identified as &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/granitz/1750/Events/1750/ElizabethM_Grani_713161_400.jpg?path=pgallery&amp;amp;path_key=Mitchell,%20Elizabeth%20(I"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth Mitchell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, a woman who will play the character of "Juliet," &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/granitz/2464/RodrigoSan_Pimen_2723233_400.jpg?path=pgallery&amp;path_key=Santoro,%20Rodrigo&amp;amp;seq=4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rodrigo Santoro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, for whom I haven't been able to find a character name, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/granitz/1479/KieleSanch_Ausse_538271_400.jpg?path=pgallery&amp;path_key=Sanchez,%20Kiele&amp;amp;seq=5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiele Sanchez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, who will play a character named "Nikki." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far, that's all I have. I hope that this information whets your appetite as it does mine for the upcoming season. (I have yet to determine a tactful way of saying I can't work on Wednesday nights since we longer have a DVR.... ) I'll post more when I'm so inclined. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115722622887016969?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115722622887016969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115722622887016969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115722622887016969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115722622887016969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/09/season-2-dvd-september-5.html' title='Season 2 DVD - September 5'/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33661153.post-115705253774205004</id><published>2006-08-31T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:28:57.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coming soon: Bree Gets LOST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33661153-115705253774205004?l=breegetslost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/feeds/115705253774205004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33661153&amp;postID=115705253774205004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115705253774205004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33661153/posts/default/115705253774205004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breegetslost.blogspot.com/2006/08/coming-soon-bree-gets-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Bree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438941747499761153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://myspace-569.vo.llnwd.net/00465/96/53/465903569_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
