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It’s official. LOST has lost it. I am so disappointed in the third season, I feel like a fool for even watching it so far. I’m sure the show will get renewed again, since it’s one of ABC’s overrated cash cows (like Desperate Housewives and Grey’s Anatomy, bleah), but it definitely doesn’t deserve it. I’m at least going to break the habit and start doing something else on Wednesday night. They’ve even made it easier for me by moving the show to 10, when I’m starting to get sleepy anyway, and the baby is already in bed.

Oh LOST, why do you suck so much? Let me count a few of the ways, just recently:

1. Nobody cares where Jack got his dumb tattoos or what they say. Calling this backstory a “big secret revealed” is inaccurate and insulting to the viewers.
2. I’m tired of Kate’s constipated-looking face. Please, someone feed her some FiberCon.
3. We are SICK of “The Others.” They suck. We miss the people this show was supposed to be about.
4. Bai Ling is a talentless skank who does not belong on a good show, or even a show that used to be good (the latter being you, LOST).
5.  Josh Holloway is still cute, but his rascally cowboy act is now starting to get old. If he doesn’t do something interesting soon, you should kill Sawyer off.
6. On the other hand, you killed off one of the most interesting characters already (Mr. Ecko). Screw you!
7. What’s up with just dropping all the original mysteries of the island? Like wtf is the smoke monster, and why is there a big ship called The Black Rock in the middle of the jungle, and is Alex actually Danielle’s daughter? Does that mean Danielle and Henry were…ew!
8. And again, you have stopped focusing on the cool people that we care about, like Hurley (dude!) and the extreme hotness that is Sayid. When you do focus on the regulars, you give us Whiney McWhinerson (aka Claire) or that annoying little troll hobbit git Charlie.

LOST, you are dead to me.

I read a very good post on Dooce today about the whole Britney Spears debacle. That’s what it really is at this point – a debacle, a fiasco, a tragedy. When she drove with Sean Preston on her lap instead of in his car seat, we clucked our tongues and smugly said “Well, good!” when CPS paid her a little visit. But what she’s gone through since, the hard partying with two little innocent boys at home, well…it’s starting to seem like a real cry for help. I agree with Heather, who feels that Britney has some kind of post-partum depression or similar condition, and is partying to self-medicate. It’s easy enough to say that “it’s none of our business,” but Britney seems intent on making it everyone’s business, in the most public way possible.

Let’s face it, Britney was thrust into fame (and money) at a very young age, she was obviously very immature and poorly equipped to handle it, and unfortunately, she doesn’t seem to have a trusted family member or other advisor who can help her with that. She’s a bit trailer-trash at heart, with the under-developed social skills and common sense of a person separated from a good upbringing a little too soon. Brit is 25; just contrast her behavior with other young women of a similar age who have become celebrities: Natalie Portman, Jennifer Hudson, America Ferrera, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Reese Witherspoon, Rachel McAdams, Lacey Chabert, Christina Aguilera. Heck, can you imagine Natalie Portman flashing her privates getting out of a limo, slightly drunk? I don’t think she even goes to bars; if she does, her people do a good job of keeping it quiet. And yes, there are some messes out there too (Lindsay Lohan, I’m looking at you), but for the most part they’re not having babies and dragging them into their mess with them.

So yeah, I think Britney’s story is turning tragic, and sad, and pathetic. And if she doesn’t want to end up like another tragically pathetic young mother who’s all over the news- Anna Nicole Smith – she needs help. I, like Heather at Dooce, don’t have it in my to make fun of Britney at this point. I’m actually worried about her kids.

My God, who thought that K-Fed would ever seem like a better parent?

Today I saw a great post on Blogging Baby (who apparently saw it on Boing Boing) about a photographer who stages scenes from children’s paintings and photographs them. These scenes are elaborate and just utterly charming. Check them out here. I found them truly inspiring and entertaining. I especially love how he keeps the child’s version of perspective in each staged scene (like the standing bed in “Snow White,” and the dressers lying on their sides in “Afternoon Nap”).

So cool!

Has it really been four days since I last posted? Where does the time go? It’s been a hellish (in a frozen-over hell kind of way) four days, actually. We had a blizzard/ice storm type thing here, I got stuck on our driveway (more than once), had to try to work at home with Veronica home from daycare one day…plus I’m working two jobs (one more or less 9-5, but many evenings as well; and one freelance). I’m exhausted. Add PMS to the mix and you are looking at one angry, unhappy bitch (me).

Of course I try to keep this in perspective. Veronica does give me joy and it’s awesome to see all the changes in her. It’s funny the little stages that she goes through. Sometimes it’s the “eat like a pig” stage, other times (now) it’s the “I don’t think I want to eat ever again” stage. She went through a “pulling mommy’s hair” stage and now she’s in a “grabbing mommy’s face” stage. Babbling, blowing raspberries, trying to sing – these are all phases we have witnessed. I was looking through photos from a few months ago tonight and found one from the “sticking her tongue” out period – she did it ALL the time, to the point where my husband asked our pediatrician if she was normal (as it turns out – she is). Here’s a picture from the Era of the Tongue:

In other joyful developments, some dear friends of ours are having triplets (!!) and today they found outthey are having <drumroll…> THREE BOYS. The chances of that are like, 12% or something. Amazing and kind of thrilling, though it’s a bummer that they’re not having at least one girl in the bunch (it’s so fun to have a girl to dress up like a little princess). Plus I have bags of baby clothes I was going to give them (I even organized them all this weekend). Now I can only give them the two bags of “gender-neutral” stuff that I bought before Veronica was born (even though we knew she was going to be a girl, I wasn’t convinced for sure until she actually came out – I was a little superstitious that way). Ever since she was about two months it’s been nothing but girly, girly, girly stuff.

Guess I’ll have to sell the girly stuff on eBay. Or put it away in case our next baby is a girl…HA HA HA! Yeah, right!

Well, no. Not really switched, exactly. However, I am now among the ranks of Mac users (and lovers) and I’m really enjoying it. Last week I bought a sexy, black MacBook at the local Apple store. I needed it for some freelance testing work that I’m doing, and I figured I could write it off on my taxes next year. And while I am definitely using it for my freelance work, I’m also enjoying it immensely. It’s small and light, yet powerful, and it runs like a dream. The only application that’s crashed on it so far is Firefox (I love my Mac but I really don’t like Safari very much). The built-in camera is so nifty, especially for unique applications like Delicious Library. I’m really starting to get the hang of the navigation now, and having a two-button mouse (or in this case, trackball) plugged in helps a lot for a veteran Windows user like me.

So I haven’t technically switched, because I’m still using (and loving) my PC (I’m typing this post on it now). But I definitely have a new appreciation for the Mac.