Do you ever feel, while watching "Lost," that you're a little jealous of these people stuck on the island? They don't have to worry about money or jobs or obligations or social norms. They just have to worry about existing and taking care of each other. Of course, there's a little more to it, and I know, personally, that I wouldn't be up to the challenge of trying to survive on an island. I'm horribly out of shape, and I get cranky pretty easily. Nonetheless, I can't help but watch and think that maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it would be a welcome change to all these tiresome household tasks.
I love that game- you know the one. Five CDs you would take with you on a deserted island. I wonder if the game is different with "the kids" these days. Is it top five iTune mixes now? I imagine it might be. Back in the day, maybe it was top five records. But who can possibly imagine that they'd be stuck on an island with a record player? Those things are heavy, and it's a totally irrational situation. A record player on an island. Pshaw.
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