Miracle on Oceanic Flight 815

     Approximately 3 years ago, my lovely roommate in the Dominican Republic, KennyB, forced me to start watching Lost with her.  She was already a fan, and I'm a fan of social tv watching, so it worked out beautifully.  We spent many a night like sardines on a twin-sized bunk watching the first two seasons on her laptop.  I may or may not have had to hold her hand during scary parts (i.e. Creepster McGee's name isn't on the flight manifest!  Gah!  Crackhead and Preggers ran into him in the jungle)!

     When I moved back, I asked Dave if he would be interested in watching the show with me.  Denied.  BUT, in a strange turn of events, he has changed his tune.  A guy at church told him it was worth watching, so alas, 7 years after the hooplah, he agreed.  There are of course a few Dave-quirks that make me think he is hopeless:

1) He still wants to fast-forward through certain parts. This actually came out of his mouth: "They spend too much time on the flashbacks."

2) One episode was a little too violent for his taste.  "Should we skip this one?" he asked.  Uh, no.  You can't skip any single episode of an epic series.

3) When the first episode came on, he said, "Oh hey, it's the guy from Hawaii 5-0."  No Dave, it's the guy from Lost.

4)  I catch him cheating on me sometimes.  By "cheating" I mean watching it without me.  To be fair, we are still in the portion of shows I have already seen.  If he starts watching them without me when they are new, I'm raising cane.  You know, however one raises cane.

5) He told me, "I should thank so-and-so for suggesting that I start watching Lost."  Really?  Maybe you should have just done what I told you back in 2009!

     Oddly enough, though, he seems to make way better plot predictions than I ever would have expected.  It's a little scary, even.  Anyway, I'll take what I can get, and what I can get is quality time over an entertaining show.

But seriously, what is that black smoke thing flying around the jungle?  What IS it???