Daily Archives: March 21, 2009

I Once Was Lost But Now I Am Found

  By Darren Byrne | March 21, 2009 - 1:45 pm | The Culch
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AKA The positive post about Lost When Lost first aired all those years ago, I had no interest. I watched maybe two episodes from the first series and didn’t see the point of watching a bunch of far-too-pretty people do the Swiss Family Robinson thing. It was the second season that grabbed my attention - the what-the-frack nature of the show really appealed to me. I likened it to Twin Peaks. Series 3 and 4 lost (no pun intended) their way a bit, but with the whole time travel aspect of the new season has me gripped. Each episode reveals so much about past stories, while opening up a whole bunch of new mind-blowing questions. I know the show gets a lot of bad press for being two seasons longer than it should, for playing up the love polygon too much and for stringing the viewer along, but I have … There’s more →

And now I am totally Lost…

  By Lottie | March 21, 2009 - 1:30 pm | The Culch, TV
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Reblogged from here. It has gone all wibbelly wobbely timey wimey and I am worn out. Every fibre of my being is screaming to me “just walk away, leave it Lottie, just leave it”. But the thing is, I have dedicated what, five years of my life to this? I can’t just give up now. No matter how much I might want to. Surely we can work this out. What are we on? Series 5? After the latest episode I wonder if it just going to be another case of history repeating. Didn’t I give up on it last season? Will I be sitting here in another five years time, pulling out my hair trying to figure out what the frack is happening? What year is it? Are they all dead? Is it purgatory? Is it just Alice in Wonderland retold? Will those crazy kids ever work it out? Is … There’s more →

Facebook- running out of feet to shoot

  By Allan | March 21, 2009 - 11:42 am | Gadgets
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At any given time I will have Thunderbird, Photoshop, Tweetdeck and at least 3 tabs of Firefox in use at the same time, all while having a Skype conversation with friends in New Zealand and texting my sister in Donegal. It means dealing with lots of packets of information simultaneously, but I have developed the acuity of mind and eye over the years to do just that. For some reason, however, I can make no sense of the new Facebook look. I think this might be the end of us Facebook. I can’t bear to look at you any more unless you clean yourself up.