Lost: Ended

Last night, from 7PM until almost 11:30PM....I watched Lost, the final episode.

Frankly, I had expectations.

In the end...the 150 minutes they used to tell the final bit of the story (after the 120 minutes to pat themselves on the back).....I came to realize that it was really a 20-minute ending and left out about forty answers that I'd been waiting for.

In fact, there was the two-segment ending....with one group on the island and somehow finding a way to exit while Jack, Ben, Hurley and Desmond saved mankind. Then the other segment was this side-ways ending....with a confusing "you-gotta-die" taste to it.

If I'd had a case of Dharma beer....I would have sipped the entire case at the end....that's how lousy the story ended up.

For six years....I ran along with the story and had a big interest in the characters and the story. I liked Hurley. I was fascinated with Kate. I thought Ben should have been killed a thousand times over. I never understood the necessity of the polar bear. And I never got the real grasp of the side-ways story.

So it's ended. I won't pull out my collection of DVDs and survey the series again for several years. It'll take me a while....and maybe eventually....I'll just sip some Dharma beer and get over it. Maybe.

Oh, and if you didn't notice, there were at least eighteen car commercials during the 150 minute show. And no, there were no Preparation H commercials....if you didn't notice.

The Brits

I sat for a while this morning....trying to figure out this British story over Princess Fergie who was caught on camera offering some dude a chance to meet her former ex-husband...Prince Andrew. There was a fee attached to this deal for her....under the table of course. The British newspapers got all upset about this.

I sat and paused over this.

I'm kinda amazed that some idiot would be willing to pay $500k to get a front row seat with Prince Andrew. What exactly can be accomplished via Fergie? She can arrange a tea party for you shake hands with the guy? She can arrange a whiskey meeting with five royal folks where they sit around and mostly discuss a safari they attended in March. She might be able to arrange a dinner party where some 2nd rate roast beef will be served and the guy with money can talk to Andrew and convince him to buy millions in Brazilian sugar futures.

The effect on the citizen? Zero.

Yep, she sat there and convinced some dopey guy to cough up money....to introduce them to Prince Andrew....and it has no effect on anyone other than Andrew having to shake their hand and listen to thirty minutes of sales talk.

And they get excited over this? These Brits need to visit Memphis on a Friday night with a dozen state representatives drinking and gambling....and lobbyists paying $10k for a chance to pay in the poker game to lose....just to be buddy-buddy with Representative Snuffy.