We’ll hire a dog to burn down a hospital
DEE-OH-DOUBLE-GEE IN THE HIZZOOOOOOOOOO!
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Snoop Dogg comes to town to bring down the house at Town Ballroom. I left deaf, sore and, uh, smokey. The crowd was also treated to a training video on the finer points of power tool usage (you don’t want to know) at the hands of Snoop himself.
A somber skyline on a somber day.
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This week can’t shut down soon enough.
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Late night Olympic hockey. Yeah, I got a little lazy for #266.
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OHHHHHHH YEH-YEAH!
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I can easily see many viewers being frustrated by tonight’s episode, particularly as it’s Lost’s final season and “The Substitute” — while full of some great stuff to pore over by way of screenshots — offers a lot of clues without explicit answers. I say have some patience and enjoy the ride; we’ve got 14 episodes left for answers, and the deliberate way in which we’re slowly being given pieces of the puzzle one by one will make for a much more rewarding experience when all is said and done (and will make eventually re-watching the series on DVD, looking for all those clues, all the more enjoyable). Plus, no Kate to deal with tonight – you should all be thankful for that! Although, perhaps the lack of Kate in tonight’s episode should be assigned some significance. Let’s start at the end, with our mysterious, Numbers-laden cave.
The writer’s eternal torment: a blank (virtual) page.
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Every time a city’s skyline comes into view, I can’t help but start singing Tupac Shakur’s “California Love.” Don’t question it.
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Oddly, the same thing happens when I lay out various dinner ingredients.
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East Aurora residents have angered the gods and will surely pay for crafting these visages of their overlords. (Which is in violation of Section 8.3a, Rule B of the Angering the Gods code.)
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Vera displays her artistic tendencies at the bar.
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