I've been having a very strange craving. I want to keep watching Lost. Over and over again. This is probably the 3rd or 4th time (maybe 5th or 6th?) that Al and I have watched it from beginning to end. We're somewhere in the second season, in the "hatch."
Why do I love this show so much? I'm not sure, but I think it's because I'm really beginning to like the idea of getting lost. Let's see - a tropical island, gorgeous beaches, shirtless guys (shhh, don't tell Al). Well, minus the violent plane crash and the smoke monster, I think I'd really enjoy it. Sure, having to find fresh water and probably some food and shelter might be challenging, but I would gladly trade some of my current demands for those piddly problems. Really....
Well, you know me, I'd have to find a steady Coffee supply, too. But otherwise, I think I'd be set.
And just in case, I have memorized this bit of information from eHow: How to Survive on a Deserted Island. I have to laugh about this seemingly serious article. If you were, indeed, stranded on a desert island, you would most likely not have a working laptop or wifi to be able to access this article. If you did, you might be spending your time sending out a Facebook messages, saying "Help, I'm stranded on a deserted island!"
Or in my case, I might just message everyone, saying,
"Ha ha! I'm LOST! Do NOT try to find me!"