As Jodie reminded me today, however, there IS added incentive to playing some fast catch-up and tuning in to tonight's season premiere of Lost:
Sometimes it's the simplest, shirtless, dirty-blondest things that count the most.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
well for the eye candy, if nothing else.
Truth is, I kind of stopped caring about Lost 1 1/2 seasons ago or so. I currently have 7 unwatched episodes on the DVR that I somehow can't muster enough interest to sit through and attempt to parse. A lot of people have complained about the show's top-heavy story lines to solid answers ratio the past couple of years, yeah, but I'm not even gonna front, cause for me this excuse belies a more sinister, ugly truth about myself: I'm growing stupider every day. Every day I see those Lost episodes on my recorded shows list, and every day I spurn them for Tool Academy, Rock of Love Tour Bus, Wipeout (those giant red balls make me laff!), or some other serious abomination to television programming. Sometimes I think it's like the hamster up there jumped off the wheel entirely to slump in a remote corner of my brain and smoke a pack of Kools. I try to remind myself that there are plenty of other hour-long dramas I regularly enjoy like Mad Men, but then I panic because Mad Men is the only one I watch religiously that springs to mind. The rest are all comedies. Slurpy-guzzling future, here I come!
As Jodie reminded me today, however, there IS added incentive to playing some fast catch-up and tuning in to tonight's season premiere of Lost:
Sometimes it's the simplest, shirtless, dirty-blondest things that count the most.
As Jodie reminded me today, however, there IS added incentive to playing some fast catch-up and tuning in to tonight's season premiere of Lost:
Sometimes it's the simplest, shirtless, dirty-blondest things that count the most.
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Sawyer is most definitely the hotness. I gave up on Lost halfway through the second season. It was good, but it was too much work for a television show.
Now Rock of Love Bus, that's pretty much the greatest show ever.
At what point do you think his hair will just fall off in one greasy clump mid-episode? The day HAS to be near.
In his defense, he IS stranded on an island. He probably smells, too. I'd still hit that, though.
Oh, Hahaha, I should have been more specific--I was talking about Bret Michaels, not Sawyer...Girlfriend, Josh Holloway could be walking around with a deep fryer on his head and I would still hit that--but it would probably burn :O)
At least your urinary tract would the next day!
ZING!!!!!!!
Oh! See, when I look at Bret Michaels, his hair always looks dried and fried to me, not greasy. More like horse hair.
And for the record, I would NOT hit THAT.
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