But what about Vincent?

Ah, L O S T. (This is a non-spoiler post!)

I know, overseas readers are still leading up to the finale, but over here.... well, we're still discussing it. My hotmail account is smokin, and not because it's possessed by unLocke. Last week, everyone was lamenting how much they were going to miss our weekly email debates.

LTM: Umm... guys? We're still debating.

So I have many questions. All of which I will take off the blog to avoid spoiling--except for my title, of course.

JRM reads all the spoiler sites, but I personally hate them. I don't want to know! I want to enjoy the journey.

(What? Did I just say that after harshing on Ms. Meyer for being so long-winded? I did! I am not a read-the-last-page-of-the-book-first girl. I like seeing how the story unfolds. I just prefer if it doesn't require 799 pages. OK, if it's working, I can deal. But I do get irritable if I have to skim. All those words have to be there for a reason... don't they?)

As for today's blog, a reader-friend told me the Lagniappe ran a feature Sunday on all the silly names we've got running for office around here. Not keeping up with Mobile County politics, I was not aware they have a Young Boozer running for treasurer across the bay.

My friend was giggling as she told me this saying how she supposed that made his dad Old Boozer. And concluded that he most likely came from a long line of Boozers...

LTM: They're invited to the party.

Today was awards day at the elementary school. It was great seeing so many smiling faces, but by far the smile that made me happiest was on the face of little Anne Claire Dismukes. She was there (looking like nothing ever happened) to get her set of first-grade achievement awards, and as I watched her bounce across the gym and noticed all the faces in the audience smiling back at her, I thought, "She belongs to all of us a little bit now."

Miracle girl.

So wow. Summer's here, and the family's all in town. This has been one long, trippy school year. My "boss" at the school board commented, "I'll be happy to close the book on SY2009-10."

I don't know. No doubt, it was a challenging year. But being the eternal optimist, I can't help thinking about how much we've learned and grown together.

Yeah, that's all fine and good, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to an amazing summer in which little girls stay healthy, oil spills are cleaned and plugged, and dogs aren't...  (poof! L O S T logo.)

L O S T Anthems

A while back a friend recommended I download "Big Light" by the group Roman Candle. Very luminous, I know.

Anyway, I did, but I didn't really listen to it at the time. I'm sure you guys agree, you have to be in the mood for certain songs. Lately, it's been in constant rotation, much to the children's annoyance.

The girls are very into "Les Champs-Elysses" by Joe Dassin. I blame my French-teaching friend Jenni and Eloise in Paris.

Don't get me wrong, it's a fun, catchy tune, and I'm diggin the multiculturalism. But after the 100th time, I'm thinking thoughts I can't translate into English... 

"Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees"
 
Jenni!

I've also been liking "Animal" by Kie$ha. Another anthem and great inspiration for romance. Yep. That's the emotion you're trying to capture. Good stuff.

(Can I go off on a tangent for a second and wonder what's the deal with no pants? I know we have Madonna to thank [again], but jeez, isn't the leotard look over yet? You're fit. That's awesome, now go get dressed already.)

So L O S T is in it's final season, and it is totally RULING!

My theory: the events that are happening off the island are going to end up being how the show rides off into the sunset. When they were on the plane, and Jack looked out the window and they showed the island underwater, I think that's what un-Locke/Smokey is ultimately going to do (sink the island), and our friends the Lostaways are going to be bounced back to what's going on in the real world.

Juliet did say "it worked" after all.

But that's just my theory. I have a group of friends in a separate email discussion who blow my mind with all their theories. Of course, they're all ST:TNG/Sci-Fi/Fantasy geeks, so I'm used to it. Having never read An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge, I'm behind the curve. It's fun, though.

So I was thinking, those of you out there who watch, two questions:
1-What do you think?
2-Which L O S T  character are you?

I have to admit, while I'd like to be Kate, and last month I felt like I was turning into Rousseau, the truth is I'm really Hurley.

He outweighs me by like 200 lbs and all, but every line he utters is totally in my head before he says it. I'm as completely confused as he is (in which cases, I do tend to go all Zen and be like "whatever"--Hurley!), and I would have totally been writing the screenplay for Return of the Jedi, because he's right. Ewoks sucked.

That's it for today, kids. I've got to get back to Bidding of the Bulls. Let me put my lighter away...