I'm not talking about sinners being Lost.
I'm talking about pop culture.
I am addicted (which is a common result).
So, to couple my addiction, here is my ignorant (i am only on Season 2) understanding of the Emmy award winning drama.
Overarching Theme: Negative life circumstances shed light on hope.
Example: every character on the show.
Before getting to the Island (an isolated state which could also represent the emotional feeling coinciding with the negative life circumstance) every character experiences a life altering situation (ie. winning the Lottery, giving up a son for adoption, becoming pregnant, being arrested, killing a guy, family death, new job, addiction, etc.). After enduring said life circumstance, each character engages in a feeling of despair. Thus, the passengers of flight 815 find they have crash landed on an island where they have emotionally lived for some time. Despite the difficulty of the island, each character engages in some sort of Dharma, seeking to find hope beyond their blinding depression. While on the island, each character faces a testing situation, encouraged by the sage-like character John Locke (John Locke is famous for establishing the identity of the self and consciousness). Although characters try to escape the island, they are simply redirected back to the island in order to find their identity. Once each character finds his/her personal identity, they are depicted by hope.
Theory for Future Episodes: Characters who develop after experiencing a negative or challenging circumstance on the island will get off the island (either by dying, disappearing, or escaping).
This is the mild version of my theories. I also have thoughts about the numbers (4 8 15 16 23 42) and I'm developing a theory about character names (Locke, Rousseau, Shepherd, etc.)
Anyway, don't ruin lost for me. If you do, you will end up like Goodwin.
Here is what my Spring Break looks like since Keenan Donahue bailed on Spring Training:
1. Watch Lost
I always thought this show was really dumb. Then i started watching it. And now, I'm captivated by it. All of the symbolism, character development, and suspenseful music make it difficult to turn off. So, i will finish Season 1 over the break.
2. Read a book
So i don't completely waste my spring break time, i will read a book. But not for fun. For class. Bummer. At least i sound smart.
3. Eat good food.
Both home-cooked, and restaurant. Restaurant list: Taco Bueno, Chipotle, Panda Express, Red Robin, anything else we do not have in Joplin.
4. Go golfing.
I went with my Dad on Friday (sorry for skipping classes Andrew Kirschner and Doug Welch). And i will go again this Friday. Unfortunately, i shot my worst round in like 2 years. Hopefully this Friday will be better.
5. Watch Basketball.
I took in the first four days of the NCAA Tournament as my bracket was destroyed by the likes of Northern Iowa and Saint Mary's. Boooooooooo. I guess i owe Sonja dinner and a movie.
So there you have it. I will quit updating you on my daily agenda on Facebook because it most likely consists of these 5 things + church on Wednesday. Now to accomplish something off my list (time to eat).
March is crazy.
Caesar was killed, birds return, and pollen invades.
Clocks speed up, and so do schedules.
The Irish have a holiday, and bracketology becomes a real word.
Can anything crazier happen than that stuff?
Anyway, here's why March is crazy for me (i love postmodernism):
I'm giving up soda for March.
And i love soda. namely, Coke.
But i was drinking way too much soda and spending too much money on it.
And i made a resolution to give up soda for an entire month.
So the beginning of spring says see ya to soda. (--really good alliteration).
Also, March is crazy because of spring break.
I plan on doing something spontaneous for spring break (enjoy the irony in that statement).
Thoughts have been on going to Arizona for Spring Training.
Or maybe i will golf everyday.
Or at least eat out everyday (without soda).
Or at least watch basketball everyday (while drinking lemonade).
March is crazy, but aren't the beginnings of all good things?
One last word, i have been considering a statement lately:
It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.-Mark Twain
I am pessimistic.
No, not by nature, although my sarcasm often gets confused for bitterness towards life.
Why am i pessimistic?
because its only mid February my New Year's Resolutions have fallen by the wayside.
And i hate that.
So, here is an update on my resolutions:
1. Make a significant purchase.
-FAIL. But I'm feeling a spending spree near the beginning of the summer.
2. Give up coffee, tea, and Soda for a month each.
-FAIL. But, i have scheduled out the months to do this. First up: No Soda March.
I have 10 days left to indulge in Coca Cola Classic.
3. Read 20 books.
-I am on pace to read 20 books.
But, half of those are going to be for school.
Not exactly what i envisioned.
4. Be more active.
2 weeks ago after a game of racquetball i weighed in at 202.
FAIL
5. Play guitar for an hour a week.
I think my guitar has left its case for maybe an hour all year.
UTTER FAIL
6. Save money
- I endured the February blitz of Valentines, so its looking optimistic.
7. Pay off my debt.
- This is looking good as well.
So there you have it.
FAIL.
Also, before this blog post, i had never really utilized the "FAIL" movement.
But there is no other way to describe my year according to personal goals.
Good news: It is only February 18. I have 10 entire months to turn this thing around.
I went to NYC. In February. It was not warm. In fact, it was very cold.
And i was there for a school seminar, so we didn't do much tourism.
But we did do one thing that everyone alive should do:
Go to MoMA(Museum of Modern Art).
When this was posed as a possible place to visit, i was less than excited (out of ignorance).
Who goes to New York to see a museum?
But this museum was unlike any other museum.From the Architecture of the building with high ceilings and strategically placed cut out windows to the yogurt lids nailed on the wall, to the paintings, photographs, statues, and films, the entire experience was an expose´ of modern "art."
An exhibit of everything about life.
Art intrigues me. I want to be artsy, however:
I cannot do it, and half the time i do not understand it. (why is a red line down a white canvas a breakthrough in art?)
But here's what i can do: appreciate it.
And so, this post is simply an "art appreciation" post.Check out the pictures and bask in the brush strokes of life on the canvas.
This was one of my favorites
I could have stared at this for an hour.
Monet's Water Lillies. Ridiculous.
Picaso. He is weird.
Salvador Dali
Frida Kahlo
There was much more that i really enjoyed: Pollock, Chagall, Frank Lloyd Wright, and others.
The 3 hours we spent there were not enough.
I would have loved an entire day to just stand in awe at a social representation of life through material form.
