Lost in it

If you haven't heard (and I don't know how you couldn't), Lost is the best tension-drama ever to appear on TV. I know this because Eric had us over on Friday to indoctrinate us with Lost's dirty pleasures. Indoctrinate he did and before we knew it, we had watched the first five episodes of season 1 and were headed home with the complete season in hand (shout out to our drug dealer Eric!). Saturday was too busy for adequate Lost viewing, but as a sign of our addiction, we squeezed one in right before people came over for the Duck game and again before we went out for the Oktoberfest at the Bier Stein. Sunday, however, was set aside entirely for Lost. We went to bed lat night at 11:45 with only two to go in the first season. We're ready to go with season 2 and by next week (week two of season 3), we'll have TiVOed the first episode of season 3 and watched it and will be ready for episode 2. I don't care if you have work, school, government obligations or otherwise. None of them matter. Only Lost matters. Crack out on Lost. It'll feel better than any fix Charlie could describe.