Sneaked in a viewing of The Sarah Silverman Program. Feel I have to sneak this, since it seems such unseemly viewing. It's like a live-action cartoon, all bright, garish colors and cardboard 
characters and punchlines that practically yell, "Pow!" and "Bam!" It's Extreme Politically-Incorrect Theatre, at its finest. Make fun of the homeless? Check. Ridicule cops who read to blind kids? Double check. Scorn karate-expert gay dude? Triple yes. And Sarah does it while singing, stopping to admonish her homeless guy-in-residence, still in his cardboard box, to stop singing, because "this isn't a duet." This gives me great, hidden pleasure, albeit guilt-infused. First, no Boomers at all, anywhere. Second, no redeeming qualities, ever. Third, it's totally dumb. Brava for Sarah!
I waited until Sunday to catch the first new episode of Lost, savoring the prospect of finally catching up. But, here's the problem. I no longer needed to watch it, since it was off my radar for so long. I didn't really remember all the complex and involved stuff that was going on, even after suffering
through the hour-long catch-up episode that ABC aired right before. (I zip-TiVoed through a lot of it, just to make it go faster.) Mostly, it's a lot of backstory of Dr. Juliet, but not the whole backstory, so it's still somewhat incomprehensible. Plus, we never see most of the cast, just Jack and bits of Kate and Sawyer. I needed it to suck me in, drag me down, and tie me up to begging for more. And it didn't. On the other hand, maybe I just got spoiled by watching the first two seasons on DVD. I could watch and watch til my eyes bled. And did. Actually, it's a lot like the Harry Potter series. The luckiest readers are the future readers: the ones who will be able to read all seven books at once, after JK Rowling finishes the lot. Lost will probably be much better when the whole series is finished and out on DVD. Boom, boom, boom: two or three bleary weeks of constant viewing and you can immerse yourself in the experience. Otherwise, it's like a long, drawn-out, f-r-u-s-t-r-a-t-i-n-g torture scene. Save me.
Funnily enough, I had the opposite reaction to watching the next episode of Prison Break. This is a 
show that I have been tempted to de-TiVo for some time now, but it keeps grabbing me back in. It did this week, too. I just can't give up on these two brothers who seem so close to being redeemed. True, the nutcase escapee is now dead, but I think FBI agent Alexander Mahone is not so eager to kill the boys as he is to catch them and wreck revenge and havoc on the Bureau for hurting his son. Played by William Fichtner, he is a solid Boomer boy, born in 1956.
