only 6 more days. i can hardly wait. the anticipation is tremendous. (sidebar involving big adjectives that end in -ous: i was reading a little real estate magazine and someone actually described a house as being “georgous.” i think they meant gorgeous, but how would i know?)

i was just reading the episode title for the first episode and it got me all warm in me jiblets. the sucky part is that the two hour premiere event is actually a one hour clip show and then the one hour premiere show. i wanted two hours of new lost, but whatever. at least i’m not waiting for the entire season to come out on dvd before watching it.

here’s what i think is going to happen throughout this next season:

• jacob will be a focal point. perhaps he is a ghost from when the black rock crashed on the island. he looks like he is a 19th century slave trader.
• ben will become an ally in the fight against the people coming to “rescue” them.
• there will be more bearded future jack, because that’s the best jack there is.
• if we indeed come to accept that charlie is muerte, then he will show up around the island as other dead people have, or what i like to call, “manifestations of the monster.”
• kate and sawyer will continue boning, maybe throwing in a hot carl for fun. it will be revealed that kate is pregnant, because sawyer ran out of dharma-brand condoms and then kate will have to leave the island or die.
• locke will have more visions of walt, because walt is dead and was never rescued.
• hurley will stay fat.
• sun will give birth to a beautiful black baby (michael’s) and then die.
• desmond will be haunted by visions of how he could have saved charlie.

see you in the next life, brotha.

school has once again begun. it’s very different this time around. new campus. fun classes. and i love being able to walk to the college and back every day. it makes me feel so yummy green inside, not wasting gas to drive two blocks. i just load up my mp3 player and away i go.

the best thing about this semester is that i’m finally able to take classes i want to take. things that appeal to my creative sensibilities, like music and digital arts.

the two classes i’ve attended so far have really great teachers. the spanish professor reminds me of my first spanish teacher, but without all the creepy sexual advances on female students. and the music teacher is actually taller than me, which automatically makes him cool.

not to mention that i might be getting involved in a work study program, which would mean i would get to work at the college in a small capacity while i’m taking classes there. i just have to get off my ass and make it happen.

ok, so we run the risk of being annihilated or enslaved if robots decide to take over. that’s what the movies would have us believe. i’m willing to take that chance if it means i don’t have to talk or look at as many people through the course of a day.

plus, what if—i know this is hard to contemplate—the robots are intelligent enough to realize that killing doesn’t actually solve anything. so war becomes a thing of the past. i’m going to be in the minority here, but i think that artificial intelligence will rise above the shortcomings of the human race.

i got to thinking about this in anticipation of seeing blade runner: the final cut at a local movie theater in march. i’ve had it on my netflix queue since it was released in december, but it’s still “very long wait,” so i’ll probably be seeing it in the theater before the dvd.

i just hope that technology advances to the point of making robots a common household item, and i’m not talking about the roomba. i mean robots that do chores and engage in deep conversations.

if i could have seen two minutes into the future, i would have known not to watch this movie.

what an unfortunate waste of a philip k. dick story. not that i was expecting much. i mean it is nicolas cage we’re talking about here, with his magical mystery wonder hair.

the story was full of plot hole contrivances. beyond that, there was barely any acting being done. all the actors were astoundingly bad.

sample dialog:
“Here is the thing about the future. Every time you look at, it changes, because you looked at it, and that changes everything else.”

“It may be a week, or a month, but if you can wait, I will find you.”

well, thanks to this here gem of a movie, i will no longer be watching any nicolas cage movies. and lately, it’s like i’ve only been watching his hair.

one of the things that annoys me about our daisy is how she chews on everything. it’s selective chewing. she doesn’t just bite down on any old thing. she really likes the ugly kid flavor when he leaves shirts over here or she finds one of his rockstar arm bands lying around. she also enjoys the taste of freshly worn socks or underoos.

but the most recent item she just had to taste was our dvd remote control. she already shredded the battery covering a couple months ago during the great daisy disaster of 2007 (which included metal shavings that once were cans—she hates those cans).

yesterday, i went to the other room to check my e-mail and within 2 minutes i heard a crunching sound. when i returned to the couch she was biting down on the upper half of the remote. i grabbed it and tried it, but it didn’t work. when i took it apart, i found the circuit board to be cracked. we went out and got a great new universal remote that controls everything and it was only $20. the sucky part is that it doesn’t control the channel up/down on the dvd recorder, so there is no way to channel surf.

what’s most frustrating is that we got her to stop chewing on shoes and sandals. that part was easy, but when it comes to pillows, remotes, couches, and such, it seems like it’s pretty much impossible. she is very sneaky and i have no way of stopping her as she’s thinking about these chewings unless i watch her constantly and basically go into spy mode when i make her think i’m leaving the room. i guess i just have to put on my 007 pants and stop this chewing before it goes any further.