It’s Wednesday, and my friends from Lost aren’t going to drop by for their weekly visit. I miss them already. They’ll be back this fall, I know, but tonight just won’t be the same.
Sounds pretty pitiful, huh. Nice. This week I’ve brought up my dependence on music, and now my addiction to a TV show. My kids will be so proud of their “Big Bad Dad.”
So without a fresh episode of Lost, how about a juicy conspiracy theory about the best show on television. (best show if you’re not counting Trick My Truck, The Real Deal, Flip This House: San Antonio, Best Week Ever, The Office or Project Runway) I… I… I have a problem.
I am out of words now.