Lost Recap

Yay! A Lost recap that isn't a week old. GO ME! Enough celebrating. The important thing is that I had to watch the last 20 minutes from the EDGE OF MY FREAKING COUCH because it was so mind-blowing. I audibly gasped many, many times and I CANNOT wait until next week. With so much to discuss, where do I even start? I'm gonna break it down but I'm warning you, grab a drink and maybe some food because this sucker is gonna be LOOOOONG. Come on then..........

-Let's talk about John Locke, shall we? So his mommy was a teen hobag who got knocked up by a MUCH older man, at least according to her 1940's stern look of a mother, and gave him up. While the very caring grandmother lights up in the hospital room while casually asking about adopting him out, we see a man watching. On further inspection, it's FREAKING RICHARD. Next, we see him in a home with siblings, presumably his adopted home, and he gets another visit from the eternally youthful and slightly creepy Richard. He is going to "test" John for a special school (AKA Dharma) and lays a bunch of objects out and asks John which ones are his. He picks a vial of sand (?), a compass and a scary looking knife. When he chooses the knife, Richard tried to get him to not take it but John insists it's his and Richard gets mad, tells him he isn't ready and splits. WTF?! I'm very glad we saw this but I think we could have used just a teeny bit more context. What is the significance of the objects? Why is the knife bad and what does it symbolize, if anything? Did Ben get this same test and that's how he came to the island? We have to assume yes, since he referenced it later, referring to himself as being "chosen." Fast forward again and we see John as a teenager, a nerdy one at that, and he is being told that he can't change who he is which apparently is a mathlete or something, which isn't what he wants to be but it is what fate has planned for him. This was a pivotal scene. Fate has been a long-running theme in this show and this really confirms to me that this will turn out to be a major part of this whole convoluted story. Humans have longed to believe that we can do anything we put our minds to but what if that isn't true and we are unable to change our predetermined fate. It's kind of bleak, no? What would happen if we KNEW our fates before we lived them out? How would that change humanity? I think it would totally destroy humanity because we would have no reason to strive for anything and we would probably just lie down and take it. Or is it better that we spend our lives in a giant hamster wheel running and running to try and do something that we are not destined to do and therefore will never succeed in doing? Should we feel failure in what we cannot accomplaish or should we just accept it as something we simply are not meant to do and move on? "Le sigh" This show is making me depressed. Okay, forward again and we see John after his "accident" and the creepy man from the airline is now his orderly and he tells him to go on his walk-about, which is how he got on the plane in the first place, which, as he said it would do, has changed him. WHAT? I can't even process this part. Who is this man? A prophet? Part of Dharma? Seal?

- Back on the island we have two things happening, crazy shit's going down on the freighter and John, Ben and Hurley are looking for Jacob's cabin. Let's tackle the former. The chopper lands with the army dudes, including one that had been mangled by the smoke monster and the Jimmy Buffet pilot. Main army dude is PISSED that someone ratted him out to Ben, which further confirms that Ben holds some MAJOR power and this guy is scared. He accuses the captain and then figured out it's Michael, who is chained up in a room. Army dude bursts in, confronts him, breaks his leg (ouch) and Michael fesses up. He can't kill him because he has to fix the engines that he broke and we know that Michael can't die anyway so GO MICHAEL. The captain realizes that this is all going nutso and wants out but the army dude isn't having it. He demands that Jimmy Buffet fly him back to the island along with enough guns and ammo to kill EVERYONE and EVERYTHING. Sayid realizes what's going on and decides to go and try to warn them. Desmond stays behind because he's stupid and thinks Penny is coming (doubtful, dude) so Sayid takes the wee boat and heads off. Meanwhile, one of the guys mentions that the Losties found the doctor's body washed up on shore with his throat slit. He says this TO THE DOCTOR, who is clearly still alive, which means that the freighter is in a time that is behind the island, right? Well soon enough the throat IS cut and off he goes. The captain tries to stop the chopper, he gets shot and then they're off to go kill the survivors.

-Back to Ben, Hurley and John. After wandering around, they make camp and John is awakened to find a man named Horace, who is chopping down trees to "build a house." I am 97% sure we met Horace during Ben's flashback when he first came to the island. Either way, the dude's been dead for 12 years and in the most bizarre scene so far, is on a continuous loop of chopping down the same tree. In between, he gives John a message that to find Jacob, he has to find him. John takes them to the mass grave and finds Horace's old, dead body and finds a blueprint in his uniform. It's the blueprint of the cabin. This man was BUILDING JACOB'S CABIN. Mind freak. Anyway, Ben has now realized that John has taken "power" and he seems kind of defeated and bummed out. I feel ya, dude. Anyway, they find the cabin and Ben and Hurley send John in alone. Okay people, this whole part freaked me the hell out. He goes in the creepy cabin and we see a man sitting there in the dark. John asks if he is Jacob, he says no but he will speak on his behalf and when John asks who he is, we see it's.........Christian, AKA Daddy Shepard. WHAT?! Wait, it gets better. We also see CLAIRE sitting there with him. This was when I had to stand up because i was not believing what I was seeing. Claire looked so content and happy and I'm still not sure what the bloody hell is going on with this situation. Is she dead? Did Christian bring her over to some other dimension because he sure as hell is dead or IS HE? Maybe he had been on this island and can't die either. Eeek. John starts asking questions and Christian is all "we don't have time for his, ask the question that matters" so John asks him how to save the island. Not, how to I keep all my friends from getting blown to bits, but how do I save the ISLAND. Woah. When he emerges, Ben asks what they told him to do and he said they told him to MOVE THE ISLAND. Of course, why wouldn't they. WHA-HAHT? Okay, now obviously at this point we've all picked up on the heavy religious undertones in this show, with redemption being a major player along with eternal life and fate. I've asked it before and it's been debated over and over on every Lost message board, but I have to ask again, is Jacob god? They sure want us to think that, no?

-Finally we have a brief moment with our peeps and they see the chopper fly in, thinking Hooray, we're rescued, and Jimmy Buffet drops a backpack with a satellite phone it. Jacks gets it and thinks that they are supposed to follow the signal. Are they? I think the pilot is a good guy so I have to believe he's got a plan but this is just so goddamn exciting now so kudos to you, Lost makers. I know it's complicated but it does reward you for paying attention and I love a puzzle so this is just amazing. They'd better not eff it up in the end. If they pull a Newhart and make this a dream, HEADS WILL ROLL, PEOPLE.

Whew. I think I have a callus on my finger from all this typing and my brain from all this thinking. Next week we get to see the Oceanic 6 leave the island and all I know is that there had better be some answers to something. OR ELSE. What do you guys think?

Look, I learned something!

Well, as of about 10:30am tomorrow, I will officially be done with school. I can stop saying "I'm a student" and say "I'm a graphic designer." That's really weird and awesome. I had my final reviews on Tuesday and two final critiques yesterday. All that's left is for me to turn in my last assignment tomorrow morning. During my portfolio review with Evann, she asked me how my experience was and I told her that it was awesome and it was. I would have never gone to art school when I was younger because that was only for cool people and I was not that. I also told her that going to college at 28 was a very daunting task but I felt like I got more out of it than I would have had I been 10 years younger. Interestingly it was LM's mom and Jeff that really got me to go. When we were at LM's gradution for her Master's degree (smarty), her mom asked me if I was ever going to go to college and I was all "it'll take forever and I'm too old" and she was all "well, the time's going to pass anyway so wouldn't you rather just do it and have something to show for it in the end?" and how can you argue with that wise logic? I looked at her and a light went on in me brain and I mentioned it to Jeff and he was totally all over it. He helped me get started and has encouraged me every single minute.

Interior design school was pretty fun and I met a few people that I will probably be friends with for evah (I'm talkin to you SJP) but I don't think I really fit in until I switched to graphic design. It was a risky move that many people were not so sure of since I decided to do it just as my granny was dying and I wasn't really in my right mind, but I knew deep down that I had to do it even though it scared the shit out of me. I don't think I would have been nearly as successful had I stayed.

I wasn't much of a student in high school because I was the fat girl and hated school until my senior year and when I had a full-time job fall in my lap right before I graduated, I took that instead of going to college. I probably should have gone straight away but I really had no idea what I wanted to do and I wasn't really aware of how different college was from high school and only saw 4 more years of torture so I took the job. I figured I would go later but it took a whopping 10 years before I got the nuts to go. During that time I was a receptionist, a pizza delivery driver, a receptionist again (VERY bad experience), a travel agent, a house painter, a billing agent in a big corporate machine and an art supply salesperson. Now I can say I'm a graphic designer and be proud of the work I put in. I also feel like this all DID happen the way it was supposed to because had I gone right after high school, I never would have been a pizza delivery driver, which is where I met Rob who was friends with this skinny guy named Jeff and this cool girl named LM, who in turn introduced me to MANY of my current friends.

I also met friends in this field, albeit WAY younger than me, but awesome people just the same. So to Liliya, Tiffany, Stormy and Johnny Virus I say thank you guys for taking me in and making me feel like I belonged somewhere. I wouldn't have made it through these last few semesters without you guys and I wish you all the best. I hope our paths cross again.

Mahalo

So yesterday I was in class and my phone rang and it was my brother in law Jeff. Yes folks, my sister and I both married men named Jeff. We'll refer to him as Brother from here on out because that's what I call him and I don't' want to have to clarify every time I mention him. Anyway, Brother called me from the airport, a place he is so very familiar with because of his job, and this was our conversation:

me: Hello

brother: Hey sister, guess what?

me: What?

brother: I'm at the airport and I just saw a guy I know with his family dressed in tropical clothes and I asked where they were going and he said Hawaii and then I realized we're leaving in 2 WEEKS. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? WE'RE GOING TO HAWAII IN TWO WEEKS! That is so dope.

me: I know, that's awesome!

**silence**

me: um brother, are you still there?

brother: Yeah. That's all, I just wanted to say that.

me: okay, bye.

God love him. If I were smart enough to figure out how to have one of those countdown clock things on this blog I would have one and then we could all share in my Countdown To Paradise glory. Sadly, I'm not that smart.

Lost Recap

This is WAY late but I finally watched Lost last night. It's my final week of school and I have been buried in crap so that's my excuse. Let's roll.....

-Yowza. Where do I start? So Jack's a sickey and his appendix is gonna burst and Juliette has to do beachside surgery. She sends Jin, Sun, the scientist and the redhead to the medical station for supplies. When they got there, Sun and Jin had an exchange about the other two in Korean, and I noticed the redhead look at them and I turned to Jeff and said "she understand them. WHY?" Sure enough, Jin confronts her and demands that they take Sun off the island and threatens to break the scientist's fingers one by one if she doesn't. First off, GO JIN! He's such a silent dude and it's nice to see him grow a pair and tell her what's what. Second, I think she understands why Sun needs to leave and knows what will happen if she doesn't and I want to know how she knows this.

-Jack demands he be awake to walk Juliette through the surgery and wants Kate there to hold the mirror. Um, what the HELL you control freak? Hey Lost people, I was eating dinner and did NOT want to see you slice into Jack's abdomen so thanks for that. Kate freaks out and Bernard knocks Jack out when Juliette goes in with the stretcher thing, which thank god he did because I could barely watch at that point. OUCH. All the while, we are treated to a flash-forward and Jack and Kate and Aaron are living together in a nice McMansion like a happy little family until Jack goes to visit Hurely. He is convinced that they are all dead and never got off the island, which is why Jack is happy. He's in heaven and I can only guess that Hurley thinks he is in hell (himself, not Jack). He also told him that Charlie visited and is basically pissed that Jack is raising Aaron, which is kind of weird because Charlie wasn't the father to begin with so what business is it of his. This whole thing, coupled with a ghostly visit from Daddy Shephard drives Jack to drink, propose to Kate and then accuse her of having an affair or lying or something. Essentially, he began to turn into his own father who he hates. That was very interesting to me. Sad and interesting.

-During all this, Sawyer, Claire, Aaron and Miles are trekking through the jungle to to get back to the beach. Miles gets some sort of island-style ESP and finds the bodies of both Rousseau and poor Carl. Sawyer and Claire freak out (naturally) and then we see the Jimmy Buffet pilot and the scary army dudes that shot Alex bust into the jungle. Our guys have to hide while the pilot distracts them away from the area. They trek on and while they're sleeping, Claire wakes up and sees Daddy Shephard in the jungle and goes to him. The next morning Sawyer tries to find her but finds only Aaron and now Claire is gone. GONE.

-Jack makes it through surgery, Juliette lets him know that she knows he loves Kate and not her and blah, blah, blah. I also thought that Rose's comment to Benard that people don't get sick on the island, they get well was something we have all thought but if that were really the case, how would anyone die? How would Ben have had the tumor? What about the mysterious "sickness" that we don't hear about anymore?

-The final part of the flash forward, which I am assuming takes place after the trial but before the funeral with the mystery casket, is drunk Jack confronting Kate about her whereabouts. Kate tells him to trust her and he's drunk like daddy and demands to know. Her answer is that she was "doing something for him." I first thought Ben and then when she said Sawyer, I was FLOORED. Jack went on about how Sawyer chose to stay on the island and how he is the one who saved Kate and that she needs to remember that. WAIT ONE MINUTE PEOPLE. WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE DOING FOR SAWYER AND HOW WOULD HE CONTACT HER FROM THE ISLAND TO DO SO? I theorized earlier that the rest of them (minus the 6) were indeed still on the island, even though we saw Jin's tombstone and that they are all presumed dead. I wonder if they were promised eternal life if they stayed. I've also heard about the whole time-loop theory or whatever and here's my lowbrow take on it. There is a theory called the string theory or something that Einstein came up with and from what I can figure out with my non-science brain is that he theorized that the same "reality" can exist in different forms in different times. I take this to mean that one person can exist on different planes or dimensions or whatever and each of those realities is different than the others but none of them are aware of the others. I could be totally bastardizing this but I watched a PBS show on it and as hard as it is for me to understand, I'm fascinated by it. If this is the case, than perhaps Ben has figured out a way to consciously exist in those different dimensions and control them, thus the time jumping. Maybe he's actually jumping realities and the island has given him this ability.

Good lord. They need to have a waring label on this show that you should have a PhD before you attempt to watch. Thoughts anyone?

Cinco de Fart-O

My friend Gwen of www.everythingilikecausescancer.blogspot.com had a Cinco de Mayo party last Saturday night. It was technically a Tres de Mayo party but we don't like technicalities so we'll act as though it was the 5th. Anyway, at some point in the night there were a bunch of us crammed in her kitchen, partly because it was slightly chilly outside and we had all suddenly become temperature averse and partly because Liz had made a gigantic crockpot full of queso dip and there really isn't any reason to leave a big pot of cheese. Well, we were all talking and being silly and laughing at Liz's thick cheese dip and all of a sudden I got a whiff of something. Now I have a SUPER sensitive nose and I can pick up a scent like a dog and this was not something I wanted to smell as it was the distinct smell of fart. I immediately looked at Jeff, who is kind of known for dropping some ass bombs now and again but he'll usually excuse himself to pollute an uninhabited area rather than clear a room, and he looked at me and was like "IT WAS NOT ME" and by the look on his face, I believed him and for the record, it was NOT me either. We both peered around at everyone else, who were all still chattering away and I looked around the fridge at LM and she looked at me and was like "OH MY GOD, DO YOU SMELL THAT?" By this point, the cloud of funk had made it's way into the kitchen and we were all like "IT'S NOT ME" and trying to locate the origin of the stink cloud. Bear in mind this was a party revolving around MEXICAN food and we all know what that'll do to your insides so this was not a smell you wanted to stay in. Well, of the 8-9 people in the kitchen, NO ONE would fess up and there just wasn't anyone else around so SOMEONE did it. Most of the guys were like "if that were me, the paint would have peeled already" like their farts are SO POWERFUL that we wouldn't even be able to be in the same house after their release and I know it wasn't me, Liz or LM because we tend to not fart in public or at least in that close of quarters, so the farter continues to remain a mystery. Either way it was hilarious because the mystery farter had inadvertently started another conversation about peeing in the shower. I'll leave that for another post. I don't want to spoil your breakfast.

For the record, yes, we are still 6 and farting IS funny no matter what anyone says.

quit pressuring me WORLD

And the hits keep on comin':

Pisces 05/02/08

You don't have to sort anything out this weekend. You don't have to reach a decision. You don't have to make a commitment. You don't have to do a deal. You don't have to come to an understanding. You don't have to... but you may want to. Try not to want to. Most definitely be aware that you don't have to. Act only out of inspiration, never out of obligation. You have more time at your disposal than you know. If others are putting you under pressure, it is because it suits their purposes, not yours.

Does this mean I DON'T have to sort my laundry because that's gonna save me at least 43 seconds. THANK GOD. Keeding.....no seriously this is really creepy-accurate.

I need a big wallet for all my experience

Well, I accepted the internship. Partly because I do actually like the guy running the joint despite my differences with the other people, and partly because I'm scared I won't get one anywhere else. It's for a whopping zero dollars per hour, so if you see my driving my new Bentley soon, know I bought it with "experience." I keed, I keed....experience is priceless, right? Anyway, I don't know if it's the right thing to do but it's what I'm doing and I'm still going to pursue some other options (ahem, PAYING option), including my cake decorating (sorry, hon) so I guess we'll just have to see where this takes me. We met with Evann for our last group portfolio meeting and she said she would be giving some of us the names of people on the school's advisory board to talk to and get some portfolio feedback. One of them is my old creative.comm client, so I'm for sure calling her and I think she might have one other person for me to talk to.

On a positive note, this was my last regular week of school. Next week is finals and my a week from today, I'll be totally done with school. That is a very weird thing to think about because I've been going on and off (mostly on) for the last 5 years and it's been like a nice big safety net and now I have to go out and be a big girl all on my own. yeesh. Today is my last gym class so farewell to the creepy old guy with the knee brace who sits on the ab machine and watches the girls work out. How I will miss the creepy way you say "hey sweetie" when we walk by you and I'm sure you'll miss the daggers that shoot from my eyes in response.

Okay this is boring even me so enjoy your Friday.