Last Night's Lost Gets an "M" For Magical

In spite of ingesting TOO MUCH BOOZE after getting off work, Patrick and I sat down for an intimate evening of Lost. And it is official. The SHIT IS ONCE AGAIN ON FIRE (as pictured above)!

Not spoiling anything for anyone, all I have to say is that you have got to LOVE a show that introduces and develops new characters on a desert island for the sole purpose of killing them of so they can tell you how they die.

Hopefully, next John Locke will give birth….

To a CHEETAH!