So, I was going to blog during Lost, but instead I made the very grownup choice to start drinking at a quarter til six, which then found me at a Fairfax restaunrat right before Lost was supposed to start, railing about elementary education reform and "No Child Left Behind," doubly hilarious since I have no idea what I'm talking about in that arena.
Now I'm home, but this isn't going to work out. So anyways, here you go: Charlie? Madchester? Giant Crib? Baby? Drugs? Water? Dur?