Crap. After all the waiting, I was only able to watch one hour of the LOST season premiere! So frustrating. I had to leave the show to go pick up my mom. It was struggle, because I honestly didn’t know which one was more important. I eventually decided she was my mother, so off I went.

Unfortunately her plane was an hour late, then Air Canada lost her one bag. So that took up even more time. And to top it all off, we had to swing by the liquor. You all think I’m joking about her fifth child, Merlot, but I’m not. We even hang a stocking for it at Christmas.
All this is to say, I missed the last sixty minutes of my most anticipated TV.
So please, keep your mouths shut.
Don’t say a word.
Don’t even blog about it.

Mike Morrison