The series finale of LOST is on tonight, which you probably already knew unless you live on a deserted island without a television.

The awesome posters that were going around the interwebs way back at the beginning of the season are going to be available on I kind of want the bunny one.

It’s weird to have something that’s been part of my life for so long come to an end. Six years is a long time. I watched the pilot episode in a teeny apartment in Boston on an equally teeny television what seems like half a lifetime ago. Since then I’ve gotten married, moved away, written a novel, painted a tarot deck. Tessa wasn’t even around for the premiere, that’s how long ago and far away it was.

The boy & I spent part of the cocktail hour at our wedding flailing about the greatest use of the Red Sox on television, ever, from the episode that had aired that week, back in Season 3.

And yes, I picked the polar bear photo for this past Friday’s flax-golden tale on purpose.

I doubt I’ll ever have this again. I don’t watch that much television. I certainly don’t watch that much television that keeps me theorizing and hypothesizing and occasionally flailing around like a fangirl. Like, I don’t buy tv stuff, yet I have Dharma shot glasses & I’m wearing a shirt with the numbers on it right now, even though I’m rather annoyed that the numbers themselves haven’t gotten a satisfying resolution yet. I suppose they have a couple more hours to explain.

I’m excited and nervous even though I’ve been kind of nonplussed about the last few episodes and I’m still mad about Frank. I’m making frozen pina coladas later. Soon there will be Hawaiian pizza.

I likely won’t be posting thoughts on the finale, because I know there are people who won’t be able to watch it tonight, or haven’t even watched the show at all and if you’re one of them you really should, I think it actually works better watched on DVD instead of week-to-week.

So goodbye, LOST. You’ve meant a lot to me even when I wanted to throw things at the TV. You had mystery and cleverness and bunnies. You are responsible for my massive crush on Michael Emerson. You made me laugh. You made me cry. (The latter I blame mostly on Michael Giacchino.) You always kept me guessing.

You’ve been a special kind of awesome. The kind that dares you to look death in the face and say, “Whatever, man.”

Thank you. I’ll miss you.

Categories: entertainment


Paul · May 23, 2010 at 5:50 pm

I hope it’s awesome, satisfying in a six-years-in-the-building-up kind of way, and most of all, I hope you enjoy it. Have fun!

    erin · May 23, 2010 at 6:58 pm

    Thanks, pumpkin! I’m about to pour the first round of pina coladas. Eep!

Ty · May 23, 2010 at 6:39 pm

Thanks Erin! The bunny print, and all the others will be available tomorrow on!


    erin · May 23, 2010 at 6:59 pm

    You are very welcome! They’re really brilliant. I’d get them all if I could but the bunny is my favorite.

ainsley · May 24, 2010 at 11:02 am

I’ve really enjoyed watching you be so excited about the show for all these years, and hope the ending keeps you happy for a long, long time.

    Shveta · May 24, 2010 at 3:11 pm

    What ainsley said. 🙂

Steth · May 24, 2010 at 7:29 pm

HEE, I wondered if Friday’s polar bear had some LOST-related reasoning behind it.

Hope you enjoyed the finale!

Steph · May 24, 2010 at 7:30 pm

That’s “Steph”, not Steth. Sigh.

Rachel · May 25, 2010 at 10:22 pm

I thought of you during one of the island reveals. 🙂

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