Oh yes. Yes I am. The title of this post is the description of my life since the end of the last season. And yes, I am about to nerd out majorly on you all. Because, Tuesday February 2nd at 9PM on abc, my life will get just a little bit better.
If you know nothing of Lost, don’t care about it or just haven’t seen a single episode you will probably a) be totally unamused by this post b) will stop reading right about now c) will read on in the hopes of understanding a little more about this phenomenon or d) think I’m a total numbnuts wackadoo. Either way. Here we go. Also, in case you haven’t seen the show or missed the odd episode here or there, here is an amazing synopsis reenacted by an Italian family from Long Island. Get involved and click away.
Ok- truth be told, you will probably only enjoy that if you’re a Lost fan. Otherwise you’re probably more confused than when we started. How about this as an explanation. Hugo “Hurley” Reyes explains to his mother all that’s happened to the castaways during the run of the show- almost.
And if you want it straight from abc’s self promoting mouth- here you go!!
And you know what, if you’re feeling particularly like a faux scholar, go ahead and read the long ass Wikipedia page.
I don’t even know if I’m trying to get you to watch the show, figure it out, or just get amped for me cause I’m all about it and starting Tuesday I get to watch the last season of a show I adore.
Maybe this post is a love letter to a show that not only is entertaining and absorbing, full of questions and quandaries but a show that has helped nurture moments in my life I will never forget. Sure, Lost is ridiculous sometimes and sure, it’s all sci-fi-ish and sure, there are place holder episodes that are maddening and of course it’s just a television program. But, what I will always remember about Lost are the conversations and fanciful notions that I shared with my friends over the past six years of my life inspired by one tv show. I remember having brunches where Lost was the impetus to meet with long absent friends. I remember calling a friend in another city during commercial breaks and getting family members and Lost-newbies involved in the saga. And by and large, Lost and the conversations it spawned brought me and my friends closer together. When I hadn’t seen someone in a while or they lived far away, we could always talk about Lost. And not in a detached, “Oh yeah, Hoda’s twinset was awful on “Today” last week” way, but rather in a passionate, conspiratorial and deductive way. Sharing theories and points of minutia lost in the melee ultimately led to catching up faster, with a sense of camaraderie renewed faster and easier than usual. It sounds so cheesy and drippy and awful but really- Lost is one of the sign posts of my recent life and that is one of the many reasons it is special to me. Plus, it’s a fuckin’ kick ass show. Still have no idea what I’m talking about?
Well here you go. Stick this in your pipe and smoke it.
And if you want to get involved, check out abc’s website and watch full episodes there. Enjoy rabbitos and tune in to abc at 9 on Tuesday- you know I will be.