Now that my environmental analysis on the hotel industry has been uploaded and officially “delivered” to my Strategic Marketing professor, I can take a bit of a break and reflect on Lost last night. As an unintentional tie-in, the title of last night’s ep, “The Economist,” really threw me for a loop because my Strategic Marketing midterm this week includes questions regarding several articles we’ve read and discussed from…wait for it…The Economist. It’s like no matter how hard I try, I just can’t get away from school - not even for an hour.

Now, that’s not really true. We weren’t able to watch Lost when it was actually on because we were off wine-tasting, sampling fruit and Cheeses Especially Made For Champagne and….discovering, much to our dismay, that our favorite wine bistro manager may be relocating to Chicago in April. It was bad enough when her predecessor, Tish, split and moved to Florida a few months ago, but for crying out loud. It’s one thing when most of the restaurants we used to love packed up and left town, but now the real people are doing it, too. Maybe someone is trying to tell us something. After ten years, maybe we need to get out of Dodge.

Anyhoo, after we got home last night we flipped on the Tivo and watched Lost. I am just mclovin how the Oceanic Six are being revealed, and how Sayid was playing on one of the golf courses up at the Turtle Bay Resort. Heh. One of my favorite things about Sayid is he’s such a romantic. Women love men who can kill, but who can also cuddle up in bed and help them put on necklaces. Capt. UberHusband is the same way…he gives a great foot rub, but can also shoot the enemy dead if necessary. Or at least, that’s what he told me when I asked him if he was as good a shot as Sayid.

Of course, Lost did what it always does these days - left us at the end with a gigantic question mark over our heads as we ask, “How on Earth did Sayid go from being Sayid to being pussy-whipped by Ben?” And more importantly, how did the powers that be over on the Lost production crew get downtown Honolulu to look like snowy Berlin?