May 2008
There are times when I can manage my Lost addiction. It takes willpower, some medication, and the latest Yanni album in order to Bruce Banner me into submission. But most of the time, I wanna go all Hulk on my favorite show, but instead of "HULK SMASH," I'm all about "RYAN SING!" You might think this is a less destructive path, but then again, you probably haven't heard me sing. More »
Well, here we are, kids, in the last week of Season 4 of Lost. But don't despair, buckaroos. This blog isn't going anywhere. No need to delete your bookmarks, trash your cache, or take down those "Ryan McGee is Dreamy" stickers inside your locker. I'll be keeping the Lost party going for now until the end of Season 6, and, depending on my level of denial by then, even longer than that.
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Being a Lost blogger isn't all fame and glory. Oh sure, you might sit there and think, "Man, I bet Ryan lives in a palatial mansion, lined with gold, with Jewel Staite and Eliza Dushku on-call 24/7 in case he wants to play ping pong and drink Fanta." And you'd be right, except Eliza's all about RC Cola. Also, everything above happens only in my head.
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Quick programming note here on the Lost blog: the Lost Butterworthed Gallery has been updated with new images. If you've seen the gallery already, go back for more goodness. If you haven't, dear God, what's wrong with you?
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As promised, here's Part 2 of this week's installment of "Letters from the Flame." In yesterday's edition, I addressed a variety of topics, but today's entry focuses on the birthing and raising of children in the Lost world, a topic at the front and center of the majority of Lost action these days.
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