"Lost" is the greatest show in the history of television. And this simple yet undeniable fact is "lost" upon my wife. Yes, there are other amazing shows that we both enjoy such as "Mad Men", but even a cool guy like Don Draper cannot measure up to the brilliance of John Locke or Benjamin Linus. So you can only imagine my excitement for Tuesday's premiere, which unfortunately I will have to watch later Tuesday night on DVR since we have a big game against Tipp the same night (unfortunately our athletic director did not share my sentiment that the game should obviously be played a half hour earlier so everyone can get home to watch it in real time).
Like I said, Lindsey does not share my enthusiasm. She does not understand how incredibly smart the show is and how J.J. Abrams and the writers love putting little "Easter Eggs" into each episode that are fun for fans to try to figure out their significance. Every now and again I also like to read up on all things Lost, such as taking 45 minutes reading up on the potential clues in the cast's Last Supper picture.
Her pittance? She has to watch the final two episodes of last season today so she can try to keep up this coming season.
- T.D.