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Posted on 09/07/2006 10:11:42 PM PDT by HairOfTheDog
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Ha!
I'll enjoy voting against that smarmy cow governor.
Back from interview to let out puppies before putting in my half day at werk. I think I really, really want this job. I think I sold myself ok.
I'm really sorry that things are going so badly with Nana. I hope the doctor is able to find a solution to her ailments.
Glad the mechanic was able to assure the safety of Jrs. car; that should give you some piece of mind....
Congratulations to your wife for meeting her sales goals!
Oh, you mean the 'smarmy cow governor' who refused to put her party affliation on her ads?
Heh. Yeah, that smarmy cow. Mooooooo....
But, in all seriousness, she's not like a dairy-cow moo, she's more like a free-range cow moo; she has the most sinewy neck I have ever seen.
I worry about Jr. in that car. Partially because it's old and partically because he's 17. But we can't afford to replace it.
He was pretty thorough. But they wouldn't admit her because her vital signs are too good.
Still he corrected some of the things she'd been doing that are ~causing~ the problems.
He put her on bed rest for the weekend because apparently she did pull a muscle in her back (it's not just arthritis). But he said if she follows his directions (that's big IF) she should be feeling better by Sunday night.
Fortunately, Sister Mary Hamburner agreed to come up. God bless her.
That picture made me laugh--I needed that, I just finished paying bills :-(
Muchas Thankyous.
Imagine you're the leader of utopian hippie-commune on a paradise island. Your little commune has all the comforts of home, you're in regular contact with the outside world, you've got muffins, book clubs, hot chicks, etc., etc. Things are going swimmingly. Couldn't be better.
Then on one September 10th in 2004, during your annual physical, you mention to your commune-witch doctor that you've had some tingling in your hands and feet, and that your neck hurts. So, your doctor performs X-rays on you (Yes, you have an X-ray machine, X-ray film, and engineers who know how to use them), and... oh, crap... you've got an aggressive spinal tumor that is going to kill you - FAST. Oh, CRAP. And wouldn't you know it, even though you've got an X-ray machine, engineers, and all sorts of maternity/fertility doctors around you, you've got no spinal surgeon. RATS!
So, you spend a couple days coping with your condition (all the while getting kicked out of the local book club), and then, what luck - a plane crashes on your island and miracle-working spinal surgeon is not only on board, but he survives, along with dozens of other people. They're hurt, and they're struggling to survive, but they're alive.
So now my friends, you are faced with a choice. Do you:
A) Do nothing. This 'spinal tumor' will pass, nothing to worry about.
B) Immediately trek over to the survivors, offer medical assistance in your many facilities on the island, give them food, shelter, and send a message off to the mainland for a ship for them, and maybe just ask nicely for the spinal surgeon to help you out with this tumor thing.
C) Observe them quietly from the woods, who knows, these people could be freaks.
D) Dress up in raggedy clothes in some elaborate ploy to deceive anyone who might happen to see you, steal all of the surviving children in the middle of the night, kidnap the pregnant chick, hang her friend, kill someone when they don't return the pregnant chick after she escapes, break the neck of another one for no reason, kidnap the flight attendant, generally terrorize the survivors, then put on an extremely elaborate ploy to capture the spinal doctor and two of his friends, and then cook up a really stupid scheme to get the doctor to trust you and to want to operate on you to help you?
Did any of you choose D? Congratulations!! You have passed the entrance exam to be a writer for LOST!
// end sarcastic quiz
Well, that sums up my complaints with this season quite nicely.
I want to know what the black cloud is.
Heh...I had this discussion with my brother last night. I think he's more upset with plot than you are. ;-)
Seriously, though, the whole "we'll torture you until we break you so you'll think we're not your enemies" schtick is just...huh?
Keep us updated!
I still haven't watched this weeks.
I've been trying to all day, but it keeps getting hung up in the previews. Reckon that could be a traffic thing?
It stops at the same spot every time though...
There's lots of stuff I want to know, but they seem to have completely dropped those story elements. The cable going out into the ocean, the Black Rock, the numbers, the others dressing up as hillbillies, the taking of the children, the 'testing' on Walt, the four-toed statue, and on and on and on.
What about Rove made you think of Green Bikini? :~)
Wow--that was a succinct account of LOST up to this point in time! Surely there has to be more.
Remember Juliet's first sign said, "Don't believe a word I'm saying" and almost the last thing she said was "You can trust me." Poor Jack, what's a spinal surgeon to do?
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