LOST RETURNS

In two short weeks (Thursday January 31st) a major event will be happening. Lost will finally return after nearly nine months. I could have had a Lost baby by now. Of course, this won't compare to my time away from my darling Jack Bauer which hopefully won't be too much longer. My heart aches just thinking about my Jack.

Anyway, on to another Jack. I've seen a bunch of promos for the new season and there's even a video diary of one of the castaways' boyfriend, who wasn't on the flight but is looking into what could have happened. Kinda like Penny maybe, but not as interesting. I'm not sure I want to watch it, the boyfriend's diary I mean. I don't know why. This whole them getting rescued thing has me feeling a little woozy. Not that I think they're getting rescued, and not that I wanted them to be hopeless the whole series, but still, I'm not good with change.

One of two things will happen. With the death of Charlie (yawn), Locke going AWOL, the people coming to rescue them and Jack's end of the season flash FORWARD, it will either be so amazing I'm going to strip off all my clothes and run down Hollywood Blvd. yelling at the top of my lungs how much I love the show or I'll shoot myself in the foot and demand they send me to a hospital without a television because I'll be so depressed it went so wrong.

Maybe I'll settle for something in the middle. But like all blind dates (at least the ones I've had) what will probably happen is I'll get all excited about it and then when it actually happens I'll be let down and then have to pay for dinner. Let's hope not.

AMERICAN GLADIATORS

Don't tell me you didn't have your own pair of white high tops

Is it wrong that I'm sorta obsessed with this show now? My roommate isn't caught up on Desperate Housewives, so on Sunday night we decided to avoid the ladies of Wisteria Lane and see if Ben Silverman was smoking crack when he decided to greenlight the remake of American Gladiators. I don't know about you guys, but that show brings back a lot of memories for me. Of course, I don't exactly remember them specifically, but I do remember Nitro, and how crazy and fun the show was. Apparently, a lot of people did because it's done great for the network the last two nights it's been on.

Wolf. Sigh.

Typically, to reinvent something from a late 80s, early 90s model, you're going to make it "super" or more high tech, or something. Nope, this is exactly like the first one which, unlike some people, I love. The only thing that may have changed though are the gladiators themselves. These people are giants! The one guy is 6'8'' and 290 pounds. Sweet Jesus. Of course they all have "personas" and so far my favorite is "Wolf". At first I was scared of him, looking like a poor man's Wolverine, but then I realized, he looks like (excuse me while I geek out) Wolverine and Sabertooth from The X-Men had a oddly hot love child. I can't deal. Something about him is sexy and I love it when he howls. Wow, never thought I'd write that in a sentence.

The women look like East German divers (the men's team) with the exception of my new girl crush. Ironically her name is "Crush". She looks like a hot Posh Spice, with meat on her bones and the ability to break any man in half. Plus she has a cute haircut and kills it on the Joust, one of my favorite events.

OMG! Love. Her.

Look, this ain't Survivor or the Amazing Race, or even The Price is Right, but it's fun and the casting, both gladiators and competitors I think is top notch. Check it out on NBC.