LOST

if you know me well, you know that i love any excuse to dress up in a costume.  and could there be a better excuse to dress up than the LOST finale?  I don't think so.  I have loved this show as if i myself was a survivor of Oceanic flight 815. 

Our good friends hosted - what could only be - one of the best parties for like-minded t.v. geeks that has ever existed.  We ate island food, Mr. Cluck's chicken wings, Dharma crackers and drank Dharma wine.  I unfortunately was too excited about the trivia games, and forgot to take a picture of the awesome table.  All i have to show was some of our left over water bottles.

 I almost won the trivia contest, but got beat out by this lady:

she was the prison Kate.  and she was tough

i was the island Kate.  and i was dirty.

and Michael won the prize for Best Costume because he went as Boone.  

In case you have forgotten, here is a picture of the real Boone:

uncanny, isn't it?

I will not discuss, here, my thoughts on the ending.  you can call me to discuss if you wish.  maybe you can even help me finish clearing some things up.  

All I know, is that this show brought me closer to friends and family as we spent six years trying to unravel together just what the heck was going on.  and I know that those times have been well spent.  I love that there was a television program that involved beauty, faith, love, violence and redemption and required its viewers to actually "think" about what they were spending their time watching.  There seems to be a shortage of that in network programming these days.  

 

Now that my tribute is complete, i will move forward and gather my thoughts on the 24 series finale...and now that my two shows are over, i have officially canceled my cable as of Monday.