So this really has nothing to do with my boys, but considering a pretty good bunch of you are the LOST fans that I'm referring to, I thought I'd share this here. Enjoy.
Oh LOST, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways…
Before tomorrow comes and brings with it the end of my favorite television program of all time, I wanted to put down in words a few things I’m going to miss the most. I forced myself to stop at six. A girl’s gotta sleep at some point, right? So here you go, the six things I will miss most about LOST:
2. The LOST Goosebumps. Whenever I hear the music from LOST, Smokey's ticka-ticka sound, or the rushing, whooshing sounds that tells us we’re about to be sucked forward, backward, or sideways in time, my entire body breaks out in the most painfully delicious goosebumps. It’s almost like getting a brainfreeze, but all over. I get emotional goosebumps all the time (at weddings, during Hallmark commercials, when the killer is revealed in a really great book, when my college BFF tells me he’s flying into LAX in a month), but the ones I get from LOST have apparently been raised on steroids and growth hormones because those puppies are huge. And they hurt. And yeah, I’ll miss the paralyzing thrill of feeling them spread.
4. The Sayid Dreams. Did I just say something about Sayid not being my type? One of my friends started watching on DVD for the first time this year. Via facebook, she confessed that although during waking hours she would never give Sayid a second glance, he was featuring prominently in her dreams at night. She wouldn’t elaborate other than to say she was blushing. A bunch of other ladies, including yours truly, commented that we’d had similar dreams about everyone’s favorite Iraqi torturer. I brought it up with another group of girlfriends who watch the show, and they reluctantly admitted they too had very interesting dreams about Sayid. We'll just call it a fringe benefit of watching the show.
6. The Community. Okay, this is really what I will miss the most. That sense of belonging to something bigger than us, even if that “something” is something as ridiculous as a television program. Some of my favorite experiences over the last 5 years have taken place with a group of friends and/or family gathered ‘round the television, watching LOST. It provided a weekly excuse to get together with people, enjoy some good food, good company, and good conversation– only during the commercials! But even beyond my little hometown community, LOST brought together people from all over the world as we individually experienced the show and then took to Twitter or Facebook or our cell phones to text each other about what we’d just experienced and what we thought it all meant. All my favorite people are fans of the show, and to make sure that people I really like became people I really love, I aggressively lent out my DVD’s to make sure I could count them as my favorite people. There have been other shows that a group of my friends have watched, but when you add in the power of social media and instant feedback, there’s never been an experience quite like this. Remember when the LOST fans managed to make sure the President’s State of the Union Address didn’t usurp the Season Premiere? Would that happen for The Office? Mad Men? No.
I love that every Tuesday evening, about an hour before LOST airs here in Pacific Standard Time, I get a handful of text messages from my friends who live in other time zones just saying hello and asking if I’m all set up and ready to watch the show. I don’t work in an office where I have to make small talk around the water cooler, but LOST has come in handy on a couple of occasions, like meeting new people and finding out they are fans, and knowing we’ve plenty to talk about to start a new relationship off on the right foot. Or when I recently got to hang out with a friend I hadn’t seen in over a decade. The potential for awkwardness was high despite the fact we write back and forth all the time. But LOST made its way into the conversation and any fear that we might not have anything to say to each other in person melted. Awkwardness? Ridiculous! Because fans of LOST are just cool like that, and inevitably have hundreds of things in common beyond a shared passion for the show. Of course my underlying fear with this local and global LOST community is that, like high school, once it passes there isn’t much to keep us all tied together. We’ll go our separate ways, searching for a way “back to the Island,” mourning the Good Ol’ Days, which will become even more golden in retrospect than they ever were while we were actually living them. It was fun while it lasted, this quirky LOST juggernaut.
Monday will be a sad day, followed as it is by a Tuesday with a giant dark hole where something amazing used to be. What about you? What will YOU miss most about LOST?