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The show is starting here. As it airs, I'll be jotting some quick notes in this entry. Anyone watching (or who has watched) is welcome to join in down in the comments section.
Island - Ben is running with Lapidus, Sun, Miles, etc. Sideways - He's teaching. John Locke is a substitute, telling Ben he should be the principal (Ben should) because he cares more than the actual principal. Island - Miles did his dead person read for Jacob and told them Linus killed him -- he was standing over hime with a bloody dagger. Eep for Ben!
Sideways - Ben is taking care of his aging father and fussing about his frustration with his career. The father said he signed up for the Dharma Initiative and how would it have been if they stayed? Hmmm.
Island - One or the other Kwon, Sun or Jin, is a candidate to replace Jacob. Ilana says six are left, her job is to protect them. Richard, no longer beaten up, directs Hurley and Jack to the temple. Lapidus told Ben he was supposed to fly Flight 815, but he overslept. Ilana shackled Ben and wants him to dig his own grave for killing Jacob.
When Hurley questioned Richard why he doesn't age, he told him Jacob gave him a gift. He says there are no survivors at the temple.
Sideways - Be thinks the principal is having an illicit affair.
Island - Ben looks worn and defeated as he digs his grave. Richard said something about killing himself after Hurley said he spoke to Jacob. He's into the old dynamite. He says he can't kill himself because Jacob touched him. He said that Jacob had a plan that he would share with him when the time is right, now he has no purpose as Jacob's dead. Jack agreed to help him, started a fuse and then "Let's talk."
Jack is right -- the dynamite keeps fizzling out, FLocke saved Ben. In sideways, Ben is blackmailing the principal. He wants his job. Principal counter blackmails -- he'll trash Alex's educational future.
Now Ben, after a tearful apology and his "I watched Alex die to save the island, I killed Jacob, must go with Locke -- he's the only one who'll have me." Now Ilana says she'll have him. Thunk.
Hurley, Jack, and Richard join the beach crew. Ohhh ... and Widmore's sub spots them and goes on by.
It's starting right now here on the East Coast. As the show airs here on the East Coast, I'll update this entry with major events including the Pit Stop order and Philimination (if any). My actual show review will be posted late tonight over on TV Squad. But the real fun (and most information) will be right here in the comments area. Everyone is invited to join in with your thoughts! Also, if folks want me to throw an Oscars post up for the commenting, please let me know.
They're off to Germany where there's an Intersection -- a roadblock members from two different teams must do.
Pit Stop 1. Louie and Michael! Each won a $5,000 Discover gift card 2. Steve and Allie 3. Joe and Heidi 4. Jet and Cord 5. Carol and Brandy 6. Dan and Jordan 7. Brent and Caite 8. Jordan and Jeff -- NON- PHILIMINATION! They're still in it!
It's Sunday, time to take an off TV topic at the week gone by in words and photographs I've taken. While the beginning of the week was still a bit cold and raw here, the sun has actually been out for more than a couple of days. Yesterday and today, we're hitting the 50s. Woohoo! We still have huge snow piles in shopping centers, some of the shaded areas still have snow cover, and some snow clumps are to be found here and there. It's not really spring. However, at this point, if we had a snowstorm, it wouldn't stay around long.
As I've been writing these up weekly, I realize how dull my life is. I spend a lot of time going to work and sleeping. Not enough time sleeping, for sure! Now that the weather is letting up a bit, maybe I'll be more interested in going places and doing things. This has been a winter for hibernation.
Let's see ... what interesting tidbit slice of life happenings have there been this week? Well, I was training a deaf person, giving her tests and such on the computer. I don't sign, but she can read just fine and knows how to use a computer. I found that texting technology on a cell phone is a boon for her. I was writing on a notepad while she texted and held up her phone when she had questions. I also noticed she did the equivalent of reading out loud -- she signed as she read the words on the screen. Interesting.
It's been decades since I spent any time with a deaf person. That was Teddy, a mountain of a man up in Connecticut. He was more verbal than the woman I was training, but hard to understand. He took a liking to me, bringing me newspaper articles about his boxing career in the 1940s. Apparently his deafness was related to his boxing. He started out life hearing just fine. He's probably gone of old age now. But he never would have caught on to texting. I swear his thumbs were the size of a cell-phone keypad.
On another diversity of peoples kind of note, I had one of those probably only in New Jersey or New York City moments on the train one day this week. I had chosen the "ground level" handicapped/bikes section, not the upstairs or downstairs of the double-decker train as I was carrying heavy things. There was a train quasi-friend (someone I've chatted with for a few years, but don't sit with) and strangers in the section.
All in all, we were a United Nations of passengers -- me (white, from the USA), a black man from Nigeria, a young woman raised in Puerto Rico, a woman from Jamaica, a young guy from Newark, a pasty-white young train conductor ... and we had a rip-roaring discussion. Our topic? Ethnic foods our parents and grandparents ate which we find disgusting! From pickled pigs feet to fish heads with the eyeballs to haggis, we all strained to outdo each other with the weirdest food. Perhaps it's one of those "you had to be there" times, but (to me) it was such a fantastic insight to other cultures, yet showing that we share more in common than one would think.
Onto the photos -- clicking on them will open them up larger in a new window.
Oops
The snow has hidden a multitude of sins, the detritus of mankind. Now that it's melting, there are no secrets. I thought one of the lamps had gone missing. But the snow was up over the lamp bases for weeks in this shady area. Murder by snowplow, I assume. Bridgewater, New Jersey.
Guess whose landlord?
Yep, the article on the right is about my landlord once again. If you really want to read it online, here's the link. But, just thinking -- his spokesman said something about they'll be paying February's payment (as agreed to in the bankruptcy) on Monday. Um, Monday is March 8. If I paid my March rent on that date, I'd be slapped with a late fee. I noticed that they all but ran to the bank with my rent I sent this month. I mailed it last Saturday, so they got it Monday (the 1st). The money was out of my account first thing Tuesday morning. Usually it isn't gone until sometime between the third and fifth of each month.
What would foreclosure mean to me? My biggest fear is that I wouldn't be able to get my security deposit back or would have a real legal hassle to do so. I actually think that new owners would want decent tenants to remain. But, if not, I'd have a minimum of 90 days to move. Also, it's possible that conditions and services might deteriorate under a receivership. I'm not as much worried about that as I've been dealing with the current owner ignoring things. I usually fix things in my own apartment anyway (and I'm not a destructive person). I've fixed my own toilet, but don't ask me the name of the parts. I've fixed loose doorknobs. I don't want to move. I hate moving. I like this location. I like my neighborhood. We'll see.
Watching, they're always watching
Two pigeon outposts (in the fight to overthrow mankind) observe the goings on from atop the Plainfield YWCA on East Front Street. Oh, I can think of a spring project -- scrape those window frames and fresh paint!
Man vs. nature
The clouds were great one day, so I viewed them through man's marring of the scenery. East Second Street near Union County College, Plainfield.
Hiding in plain sight
The squirrel on the post thinks I don't see him. East Front Street, Plainfield.
Ahem - car carcass?
Yes, I put the arrow in this one. This is a city lot where buildings were recently razed. What is a half of a car carcass doing in it? No, this isn't the kind of area where stolen stripped cars are all over the place. I believe the car carcass is from one of the two auto repair garages in the area. In the daytime, they park them on the street, too. East Fourth Street and Cleveland, Plainfield.
Sidenote: When I was a child living in the country, abandoned car shells in the woods were amongst our favorite play settings. Rusty springs poking through the seats, broken glass all over ... it's a wonder my generation lived to adulthood.
Today's Spanish lesson
"10 minutos para dar un paseo" means "10 minutes for a walk or stroll." Um. Well. Not sure why they came up with that. Until I looked it up, I thought it was ten minutes to answer some questions and be a part of the US Census. I guess if they said that, it would take up too much white space on the sign! Outside of Everybody's Food Market on East Front Street, Plainfield.
"I'm not talking to YOU!"
It looks like these bird soldiers on a wire are on the outs with each other. Back to back, they faced each other, drew their swords and shot each other.
Birds of a feather?
You know they're plotting against us when the geese ally with the robins! I found this scene really odd as I've seen the geese chase off deer in this location. When geese chase, they're hilarious -- head and neck down horizontal to the ground and CHARGE! Bridgewater, NJ near the train station.
Payless (who'd want to Paymore?)
I edited this, making the background black and white, posterizing it a bit, while leaving the lighted windows and sign in original condition. I like this store. It's convenient and I have fat feet as well as a budget. They always have a selection of comfortable shoes for wide women feet. East Front Street and Watchung Avenue, Plainfield.
Time, time, time
See what's become of me? Obviously, I messed with the editing of this parking meter shot. I kept the meter as original, posterized the background and messed with its colors. I like experimenting with editing. Church Street in Plainfield, looking at the back of the Post Office and side of Heard One.
Jus' bikes
Again, I played with editing -- black and white posterized backgrounds, bikes in their original colors. I like that effect. Plainfield Train Station.
Stop staring at me, Regis!
Regis and Kelly greet me every morning when I get off the train in Bridgewater at the TD Bank Ball Park, home of the Somerset Patriots.
Plainfield
This is the elevator on Track 2. The orange box you see contains bags of salt. They're at every train station. I'm surprised they don't lock them up. Huh. With budget cuts, they may expect the passengers to maintain the platforms! Notice the trash can is clear -- that's so no bombs can be hidden. (Sure, they'll put the bombs in the unlocked salt bag bins!)
NJ Transit is in financial woes. They've done layoffs, plan a fare hike, plan to have fewer trains and buses, and have cut the company's contribution to their 401K. Even with a fare hike, it will be cheaper than owning and maintaining (and worry about shoveling out, people breaking in, hit and runs, etc.) a car for me. Meanwhile, I got a notice from my company regarding my own 401K last week. Because they had such a good year, they're increasing their contribution to my (and other 401K participants, not JUST me) 401K by 15% for my 2009 earnings. As the kids would say, "WOOT!"
NJ Transit could increase revenue by actually enforcing the $5 surcharge for buying a ticket on the train when machines or a ticket agent are available. Also, some of the conductors DO NOT DO THEIR JOBS. At least once a week, I sit in a car that no conductor bothers to come through. On the whole, most are good. But some of the deadwood needs to be thinned.
Plainfield Train Station again
This time I kept the yellow/black Plainfield sign in color, and just posterized the background a bit while not turning it black and white.
Sepia snow tracks
Another view of the train station. This was earlier this week -- most of that snow is gone now.
Vincent in profile
He caught another mouse. He still stares at the radiator a lot. I have to buy some steel wool and get down there to see where they're coming through. I keep forgetting the steel wool. Who has steel wool other than crack addicts these days?
This post will be updated with the major events as they air here on the East Coast. Late tonight, my full review will be posted on TV Squad. But, until then, the real fun is in the comments area right here -- feel free to jump in with your thoughts on the show, everyone is welcome! Survivors ready?
Villains won reward. Close, but Villains also win Immunity!
Blindiside! Tom found the immunity idol, Cirie voted out.
Okay, now Sayid is in sideways. Argh, I'm not remembering the woman he's seeing with his "niece and nephew" -- married to someone else. His lost love? On the island, the ninja dude told Sayid that the "scale tipped the wrong way" for him in the balance of good and evil. Ninja Dude claims he's good. I don't know anymore. I'm more lost. Because a baseball fell and didn't roll during a huge Ninja/Sayid fight, he told Sayid to leave (when he could have killed him) and never return. Um.
Ohh, Sideways Sayid is being asked to do a hit by his "friend." Sayid claims that he's not that man anymore. Back at the temple he packs and tells Miles he's banished. Miles tells him he (Sayid) was dead for two hours and the people at the temple didn't bring him back.
FLocke (Fake Locke) still has the ever Rousseau growing Claire believing that Aaron is being held in the temple. Claire told Ninja Dude that "he" wants to see him outside the temple (FLocke, I assume). Huh. Now he wants Sayid to stay!
Ninja Dude wants Sayid to kill Jacob's adversary -- he's "evil incarnate." Sayid bumped into Kate in the forest, he told her he didn't know if he's leaving and to ask Miles to bring her up to date. Miles told her that Claire is back.
Uh-oh ... Sayid was approached by FLocke, impales him with a knife and it just don't work. "Why'd you do that?" asks FLocke. FLocke told Sayid that it was all a plot to get him killed. FLocke told Sayid that he could have anything in the world if he delivers a message.
Sayid returns to the temple to tell them "a man" said Jacob is dead and none of them have to stay there any longer. They have until sundown. Or they're dead. Eep.
Whoa -- Sideways Sayid's friend was "mugged" probably by the person he wants Sayid to kill. In the hospital, Jack Sheppard passed by. Ah, it's his brother. She says he pushed her towards the brother, Sayid claims he doesn't deserve her.
Ohh ... Sideways Sayid is picked up by RUFFIANS! Martin Kemey (sp)? Sayid attacks! He kills all three ruffians including sneering Martin. Yikes! The ruffians had Korean speaking no English Jin bound and gagged in another room!
Claire and Kate meet at the temple. Kate tells Claire all about Aaron. Claire doesn't believe her. As Kate is dragged away from the imprisoned Claire, Claire calls out, "He's coming and they can't stop him."
Sayid's message worked -- everyone is leaving the temple. He returns the knife to Ninja Dude and tells him it's twice he tried to have someone else kill him. Ninja Dude tells a tale -- he worked at a bank, too much to drink after a promotion, killed his son in a drunk driving accident. A man came to him in the hospital, told him his son's life would be saved if he came to the island, but he could never see the boy again -- JACOB.
It's sundown, Sayid drowned Ninja Dude. FLocke's jungle effects threaten the temple. Run! Smoke monster! Lapidus and his gun-toting woman save Miles while Kate is trying to save Claire. But, of course, FLocke won't kill Claire. Ben arrives, tries to save Sayid. Sayid says there's no time left for him. Miles tells Sun that Jin is alive.
Sayid walks amongst the carnage with Kate and Claire. FLocke and a flock of followers are outside. They follow FLocke like zombies.
They're spoiling us so far this season -- the show has started on time each week and we're into the third episode! As the show airs here on the East Coast, I'll update this entry with major events including the Pit Stop order and Philimination (if any). My actual show review will be posted late tonight over on TV Squad. But the real fun (and most information) will be right here in the comments area. Everyone is invited to join in with your thoughts!
Pit Stop - 1. Jet and Cord - won a trip to Patagonia 2. Steve and Allie 3. Carol and Brandy 4. Joe and Heidi 5. Jeff and Jordan 6. Dan and Jordan 7. Brent and Caite 8. Louie and Michael 9. Monique and Shawne -- Philiminated
"Sunday morning, lots of time with nothing to do, lots of time to spend with you." - "Sunday Morning" by Spanky and Our Gang. Hmmm ... wonder whatever happened to them. I liked that group. I know -- I'm dating myself a bit.
But it is Sunday morning and it's time for my off TV topic look back on the past week in words and photos I've taken. It's been quite a week. I started it off with a bit of a stomach bug earlier in the week. Grr. Early in the week we also had a tremendous time with rain. Then we had Snowzilla (whatever!), yet another major winter storm. This one didn't hit us with as much snow as the previous one (whose snow was finally gone to piles and big patches). But the problem with the latest one was duration. It came down, along with wind, sleet and snow, for two days straight.
My work schedule this week was changed. Instead of my usual Wednesday off, I had Thursday off as my relief person is on vacation. I actually called in sick on Tuesday with my stomach bug. I worked Wednesday, scheduled off Thursday for the start of Snowzilla, called work around dawn on Friday when Snowzilla was going strong canceling NJ Transit buses and delaying trains, and took that day off. I worked yesterday. Bless paid time off benefits! Had I been losing pay, well ... I probably would have gone into work sick and stressed out from the commute.
Before Snowzilla hit, I was loving the fact that my (jaywalking a bit) shortcuts were actually clear enough to cut down on my walk time both in Plainfield and in Bridgewater near my workplace. Yesterday I had to add ten minutes back on my walk leaving home to deal with icy sidewalks and snow pile barriers. Plus, going home, once again the entire sidewalk is both blocked and not shoveled near the Bridgewater Train Station forcing me to walk in the street, then scramble over a snowbank, then negotiate about 20 feet of not shoveled walkway. Oh yeah, that's great with one knee replacement already and a second one which needs doing!
Let's see ... what else happened this week? Hmm ... during my every Monday morning pre-dawn work journey, I bumped into local blogger Dan Damon (of Plainfield Today and CLIPS) at the Plainfield Donut Shop. Or, rather, he bumped into me as he was the one who noticed me first!
I don't really have much else to report on this week. My replacement for both my day off and my call outs did a horrendous job. I so don't like messy workers who think fast equals good work in my office. I had to spend about an hour finishing undone things, cleaning, and trying to figure out what he actually did.
We're due yet another winter storm this week. If the timing is on schedule, it should be coming down on my day off -- Tuesday night into Wednesday. I've really had enough. No one enjoys a good storm more than I do, but the aftermath is such a pain! I'm tired of having to be so careful not to fall each and every step. I want to just WALK.
Onto this week's photos --
Berckman Street Bunny is thriving
As I walked home last night, I heard a noise. Now, there have been issues with robberies and muggings throughout the city lately. I looked to my right, expecting pretty much anything except a giant rabbit! Whoa! It's the Berckman Street Bunny of Plainfield, still huge and healthy! It's been more than a couple of months since I first saw him. He's still a good fifteen pounds and larger than most cats.
Walk right in, sit right down
Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down -- The Rooftop Singers
Yeah, everybody's talkin' about a new way of walking, indeed. It's called fear for your life on ice and snow! They just got these benches cleared from the last big storm and now they're like this again. Oh, sit right down, please. Watchung Avenue across from the police station in Plainfield.
The boys of summer are hibernating
The TD Ballpark in Bridgewater (NJ) is wintry white. It won't be long until the boys of summer return.
EXCUSE ME ... THE SIDEWALK???
This SO ticks me off. There, to the right, where you see the nearly fifteen-feet high snowbank, is supposed to be a SIDEWALK leading to the Bridgewater Train Station. TD Ballpark/Somerset Sports Rehab shovels the snow to this point and stops. NJ Transit only shovels the snow down the stairs and directly under the rail overpasses leaving a 500 foot section of sidewalk untended. Going down stairs is still an issue with my knees. Dozens of people come from the same direction I do and face the same dilemma. Shame on the idiots with the snowblowers and mini-plows from the ball park who do this to pedestrians heading to the train station! Shame on NJ Transit for not stepping up and getting this taken care of. I don't care if it's a dispute over who's responsible. Trust me, if there is an accident, someone will be responsible!
I think it's a movement
These smiley face balloons were tied outside of Hugo's at the corner of East Front and Church Streets in downtown Plainfield. There's three, so it must be a movement. No, I don't think I'll smile until spring. I edited this to keep the balloons in color, the background black and white.
Work to do at the Y
This was Saturday morning looking at the YWCA on East Front Street -- still not shoveled, nor were any of the sidewalks around it. I love slipping and sliding, don't you? Heck, even my landlord had our walk shoveled before Saturday morning!
Richmond Towers shoveled the bench!
A rarity this season -- a cleared bench for pedestrians. Not that I really want to sit on a very cold bench, but ...! East Front Street in front of Richmond Towers on Saturday morning.
In da 'hood after Snowzilla
Looking between houses on East Front Street over to East Second Street in the early morning on Saturday. It's hard to tell how much snow we had as the wind blew a lot of it into drifts. I noticed on one sidewalk that there was a large path shoveled, then a narrower path down to actual pavement. There was a good inch of packed ice you could see where the narrower path was chipped away.
Eat your heart out, Gene Simmons
Vincent does his best KISS tongue impression. Gene Simmons can't put his tongue over the top of his nose! All Vincent needs is some make-up.
When the skies cleared ...
... all the birds came out. This was Friday after it stopped snowing. It was weird -- the trees outside my window were set upon by bluejays and woodpeckers. I rarely see bluejays right here. One bluejay went into the squirrels nest! Even more amazing was the sight of a good half-dozen red-bellied woodpeckers. I don't recall seeing any woodpeckers in these trees before this winter, now they're regulars.
Silhouette of a bird
From the terrace as Snowzilla started
This was from the recessed terrace of my building as the storm started on Thursday morning -- big moisture-laden snowflakes, a freakin' winter wonderland.
Flaky
East Second Street in Plainfield on Thursday morning.
Pink tutu?
A young women with leggings and what really looks like a pink tutu walks by the old Lincoln School building on Berckman and East Second Streets in Plainfield. I think that the school's now the Barack Obama Academy, an alternative high school, these days. But don't quote me on that. My education days, at least those in a classroom, are long ago and far away, and I don't have children. So, I'm not all that much up on the schools here. Thursday morning.
Emergency on Berckman Street!
Emergency! Emergency! Oh ... just another snow emergency. Never mind. Move along, nothing to see here. Berckman Street looking towards East Front Street, Plainfield. Edited to leave the sign in color, the rest black and white.
Pedestrian crossing
Um, okay. Y'see how dirty the snow was before the storm? Bridgewater, NJ.
Yellow line
The Plainfield Train Station just after the rain early in the week. I edited it to leave "yellow line" on the sign and the actual yellow line in color. It didn't turn out as good as I had hoped.
DANGER
Do not cross tracks! Well, I had no intention of doing so, thank you very much. Plainfield Train Station before the snow hit again.
Rainy morning street bench
By Union College, East Second and Church Streets, Plainfield. Before the snow, naturally.
Westfield kale
In dirty snow Monday ... pre-Snowzilla. Yeah, I guess we needed fresh clean snow, right? At the Westfield NJ Train Station.
What the heck was I thinking?
I spotted this robin (and a bunch of his friends) Monday late afternoon in Bridgewater. They're probably regretting the decision to return now!
Pre-dawn weiners
Texas Weiners on Watchung Avenue in Plainfield on Monday morning pre-dawn. I edited it with GIMP's "posterization" and a heightened contrast to make the colors a bit more dramatic and to cover for a lack of focus with a more grainy quality. ;-)
Just down the block from Texas Weiners #1
We have Pharoah's Texas Weiners. Now, not being from here, I never heard of a Texas Weiner before I came here. But mention Hot Dog Charlie's and I'm in nostalgic heaven.
Thu-Thu Night!
Obviously not a photo of mine. This was the accuweather.com image for the storm we had on Thu Thu Night.
I just can't get my enthusiasm going for this season. While I usually enjoy Ellen DeGeneres, there's something awry with the chemistry between the judges. Kara never worked her way into my heart. Maybe it's my old "I don't like change" quirk. However, I liked the original panel of judges -- Randy, Simon, and Paula. Now I just like Simon.
There are also scheduling flaws for watching the show. I still haven't watched the second hour of the girls from earlier in the week. Watch a bunch of wannabes sing like they're on a high school stage or watch Lost? I watched Lost, naturally. I have that second hour recorded and I might or might not watch it tonight. I wasn't too thrilled with the first hour, nor the two hours of the guys the next evening. Then the results show is up against Survivor. I need to watch that show live and record it (in case memory fails) as I write it up for TV Squad. So I missed the entire results show.
Then there's the talent ... or lack thereof. I did check out to see who went away -- Ashley, Tyler, Joe, and Janell. Um. Okay. I think Tim Urban should have gone before Joe, but none of them have IT anyway. I also wouldn't mind if smiley Haeley Vaughn would go smile somewhere else off my TV set. But she'll be gone soon enough even if it seems the judges think she's so unique. @@
There are only a few folks I kind of sort of like ... and none of them really rock my world or excite me. I like Lilly, Casey, and Andrew Garcia. I don't think the show is going to keep me wanting to watch it this year. How about you?
As Snowzilla attacks outside, it's time for Survivor inside! This post will be updated with the major events as they air here on the East Coast. Late tonight, my full review will be posted on TV Squad. But, until then, the real fun is in the comments area right here -- feel free to jump in with your thoughts on the show, everyone is welcome! Survivors ready?
Heroes RULED the combined immunity/reward challenge, so the Villains finally go to Tribal this week.
I'm befuddled. I missed the first few minutes due to a late changing of channel from American Idol. Jack has a son? Maybe my mind is deteriorating with age, but I don't recall a son. This was a sideways time bit. The son's quite the classical pianist. Jack and the mother are divorced. I'm lost. Yikes! In sideways time, the ninja dude from the temple is the father of another child at the recital. Jack didn't know his son still played piano. Curiouser and curiouser.
At least Jin is saved from the jungle by Claire and Hugo is still talking to dead Jacob. Okay, I'm down with that. Claire seems a changed woman, though. The black captor claims she'll kill both him and Jin. The people at the temple told Jack "something happened to her." Claire thinks the temple people have Aaron -- her father and her friend told her so.
Jim told Claire that Kate took Aaron three years ago. Whoa. She killed the black dude with the ax anyway. My, she's gotten surly since living in the jungle, eh?
Oh ... sideways time, Jack's father left Claire Littleton something in his will. Hmmm ...
Jack told Hugo he came back to the island because he's broken. I think they all are. Hugo, directed by Jacob, led him to a lighthouse. Again with 108. Hugo was instructed by Jacob to crank the wheel in the lighthouse to 108 degrees. Oh ... names and numbers on the wheel. Sheppard is 23 degrees. He can see the house he grew up in. Jack realizes Jacob has been watching all of them for years. So he smashes the heck out of the place. Okay.
Jack "broke the lighthouse," yet Jacob says someone is still coming to the island. Jacob told Hugo that Jack has something he has to do and must figure it out himself. He also says someone bad is coming to the temple. Jin is lying to murderous Claire saying that Aaron is at the temple. So is she the bad person? Or could it be Not Locke? Eep ... she says Not Locke isn't John, that's her friend.
Yay, the show is starting on time (wow, two weeks in a row) here on the East Coast! Everyone is invited to join in down in comments -- cheer on your favorite team or your pool team, grouse about bad moves, and more. I'll be posting the major show events here in this entry as they air. My full review of the show will be posted on TV Squad late tonight.
Pit Stop 1. Jet and Cord - each won a sailboat 2. Joe and Heidi 3. Carol and Brandy 4. Brent and Caite 5. Monique and Shawne 6. Jordan and Jeff 7. Steve and Allie 8. Dan and Jordan 9. Louie and Michael 10. Jody and Shannon, Philiminated
