I hesitate to put in my two cents on Lost since several people have already weighed in with very well thought out analyses of the final episode and the entire series for that matter, but an idea has been itching my brain since the finale on Sunday. What if the key to the entire series is: You all everybody?
You All Everybody was the one hit of Charlie Pace’s band Drive Shaft. In the first few episodes, he would sing it, annoyingly at times, in hopes that someone would recognize him. I know I’m going to hear about this, but I never really cared for Charlie, and although his final moments were heroic and sad, I was a bit relieved season three that he was the one sacrificed; it was only Charlie. Now, I think that perhaps I had underestimated his importance. I wish now that I had paid more attention to his character because I think he had some important things to tell us about the deeper meaning of the show. Read more »
I’m an avid list maker, but not necessarily an avid list crosser-offer. I revel in a crossed off list because it means I’m making progress, but how often I actually make progress on my many lists depresses me.
I’m not a person who likes other people to waste my time; however, I enjoy wasting time on my own. Frustration mounts when I am teaching and there is a lull because the students are working independently or I’m between classes and don’t have any papers to grade or lessons to plan, which is rare. On these occasions, I get antsy. I begin thinking about all the things I need to do. Then, I begin to go stir crazy. To combat driving myself insane obsessing about things at home that I have no power to complete while at work, I begin making lists.
· Clean out the coat closet.
· Make a menu for next week’s dinners.
· Write a new blog post.
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Why the apology? Back on June 14, 2009, I wrote a blog about recently joining Facebook and Twitter. (If you’re interested, you can access it by scrolling down and clicking on June 2009.) Looking back on it, I was rather snarky about the whole venture. Now that I am totally immersed in the social networking culture, I have an entirely different attitude; therefore, I owe you all an apology for being so cynical about joining these two sites. I ultimately started using these networks to promote my writing, but now I find that I use each one in a different way. Read more »
Like many people this holiday season, I went to see the movie Sherlock Holmes. I have been a fan since I first read Hound of the Baskervilles when I was in the sixth grade. I loved watching the old movies as well, especially the ones with Basil Rathbone. Many Holmes purists don’t like Guy Ritchie’s (the director) or Robert Downey, Jr.’s (Holmes) take on the infamous detective. However, their movie helped me see something in Holmes that I hadn’t seen before. Sherlock Holmes is the original superhero.
I know after reading that last statement many of you are wondering how I could say Holmes is a superhero when he’s nothing like Superman, who is thought to be the first comic book superhero. I would answer: isn’t Holmes the original “superman?” After consulting several dictionaries, I found that the consensus of the definition of a superhero is a fictional character with extraordinary or superhuman powers. For the most part, these “extraordinary or superhuman powers” have been translated as physical strength and invincibility. However, adhering to the definition of superhero, Holmes definitely has “extraordinary powers” that could be seen as “superhuman” at times. Read more »
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May 27, 2010 7:03 pm | 
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