Eureka! You remind me of the babe.

Inspiration has struck.

In the form of Jareth, the Goblin King.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen.  I have decided to create the awesomest of awesome costumes:  I am going to be David Bowie's character from the movie the Labyrinth.  As an androgynous popstar, I'd like to think that he'd approve of the cross-gender costume.   

That means Mo-mo will be baby Toby.

I may also have to learn every single word to the song "Dance, magic, dance".




Poor Batman.  There are four things in the world he despises: 
1) Nascar
2) Pugs
3) Muppets
4) David Bowie


Somehow he will survive.   But perhaps I should put off buying a pug for awhile. 

We have to go back to the island.

I am totally unfulfilled.  By the season finale of Lost, that is.

I admit, there is hardly any explanation that I would have been 100% content with.  But I think I would have much preferred an alternate timeline theory or something to the real-life-seeming-purgatory explanation.

Batman and I started watching Lost solely because of my Uncle Robert.  My uncle is a very large, very southern man who attempted to explain season one by telling us that he thinks that there are mole-men around the island, dinosaurs that eat people, and a young baby who may or may not be the anti-Christ but he was pretty sure he was because a psychic sent him to get stranded on the island and why else would he do that to a baby?

My uncle painted quite a compelling picture.  Batman and I decided we HAD to try this show.  And we've been hooked ever since.

There have been the lame moments.  Nikki and Pablo?  Remember those two from Season 2?  They were a waste of space.  This last season was also annoying at times with introducing random important plot points rather than making it seem organic or actually woven into a story line.  It's my pet-peeve when you read a trilogy that has a fourth book tacked on--it just feels, well, tacked on.  This last season was kind of like that.

Speaking of important moments in people's life...Hey Sayid, remember her?

Yeah, that's Nadia.  The chick you have loved forever, mooned over, despaired over, and ultimately didn't become evil for?  SHOULDN'T SHE BE GOING TO HEAVEN WITH YOU, instead of that skanky Shannon?

How about Aaron?  Dear kid, your life was so unimportant that you get to go to the afterlife as a baby.  Sucks to be you.

Also sucks to be Jack's imaginary son.  Sorry dude, you don't actually exist.

Walt and Micheal, I am sad to see neither of you.  But then again it couldn't explain Walt's age, I suppose.  I would have loved to see Mr. Ekko too...but I just thought his prayer/beating stick was cool. 

I also thought that Ji Yeon would be featured somehow at some point--as that she is the ONLY human being ever conceived on the island.  That we know of.

Okay, enough bitching.  I love the series still.  I'm going to miss watching it every Wednesday with Batman (yeah, we had to wait till it was out on Hulu).  And I'll admit it: I teared up when Sun and Jin flashed, and when Claire gave birth in like two minutes.   

Farewell, hunky angry-eyes Sawyer.  I will miss you, Sayid the torturrah.  Kate, you always are and always were useless.  Jack, no farewell to you because you're kind of whiny and you cry a lot.  Locke, you were always...um...certain of yourself.  Ben, you were quite good at being creepy.  Desmond, you were pretty nifty with your special abilities and button pushing and nice accent.

 Hurley, you are my favorite and get extra hugs for being awesome.  I'm glad you took care of the island.

Goodbye, Losties.     

Homeless American Girl Doll

You don't know what American Girl dolls are? Then you've been living in a child-free bubble, my friend.

American Girl dolls are extremely popular and expensive dolls with accompanying story books. You can buy them elaborate wardrobes. There's even an American Girl Place in New York where you can get your doll's hair done and eat lunch at a doll-friendly table for a mere 24 dollars a person.

I used to like the American Girl books. They're fun, nice pictures, and the girls have nice historically accurate adventures. I even had a Samantha doll (the Edwardian era one for those of you not in the know.)

The latest one is (drum roll please)....a homeless doll.

That's right, you heard me. This beautiful doll pictured above (in the oh-so-precious sundress) is homeless. And she costs $95.

Her "story"? Her dad abandons the family and she and her mother are forced for financial reasons to live in their car.

Here's my issue with this.

1) This trivializes homelessness. We do not introduce serious literary themes like gangs, drugs, and mental illness to children until they are at least in middle school. The 6-9 year old girls playing with these dolls will see homelessness as another "adventure". They'll more than likely pretend they are homeless and pretend to be living in a car.

2) It makes it so it seems that living in your car is the ONLY option. There are so many resources out there for people to utilize--I hope that no child ever gets the message that sleeping in your car is the only option.

3) None of the proceeds go towards helping homeless children. I would forgive the first two issues if the company was doing this to raise awareness and help children....but nope. No dice.