By the by…if there’s one word that really, we should all know how to say in multiple languages, it’s “boom.”

We got started on Lost a little late last night as we’re trying to finish repainting our doors and changing out the doorknobs (yeah, if it isn’t appliances…it’s something else around here) before our good friend Leo comes down this weekend from Fort Sill. He’s stuck there for his Army refresher training before meeting up with his unit in June. We figured we’d offer him a comfortable bed, a snazzy steak dinner and a more exciting atmosphere than can be had in Lawton, Oklahoma. We have to drive south to do it, but it can be done.

I wasn’t that shocked to see “Jeremy Bentham” in the casket. I figured after the rest of the season, he was the only one who would stir up such emotion amongst the Oceanic 6. What did surprise me though, was that he picked yet another English philosopher as his new alt-identity. I was thinking someone of his political caliber and leadership level would have gone for something a little less obtuse…like Kim Jong-Il. That would have probably brought a few more folks to his funeral.

Anyhoo…speaking of Koreans..ever since we saw Sun give birth sans Jin, CU and I have been living in this fantasy world of lollipops, where money grows on trees and people like Jin live long, wonderful lives with their wives and children. I still live in that world, and believe that he managed to swim back to the island before it turned into a Club Med resort and dropped off the radar. Hey, it could happen. If Walt can transform himself from a 10-year old boy to a 14-year old boy in four years, then Jin can certainly still be alive.

There was just so much that happened last night…I’m trying to think of what else jumped out at me, other than Ben at the funeral home, Claire at Kate’s house, Sun all up in Whidmore’s grill, and Jack’s dad on the freighter. Huh? Why does he keep showing up?

Sawyer…awesome. I assume we weren’t supposed to hear what he whispered to Kate before tossing himself out of the helicopter, but I also assume he told her to go raise Aaron with Jack. As soon as Sawyer landed in the water though, all of those “Jack or Sawyer?” queries sort of went out the window. Sawyer is Kate’s soulmate, even though it pains me to use that term…it’s true.

And then he walks out of the ocean all denimy and shirtless, teasing Juliet while she drinks from a bottle of Dharma Initiative Rum. Well, it is the tropics. The looks in her and Sawyer’s eyes when they looked back and saw the smoke from the freighter…they thought everyone was dead. Ugh.

And then all of a sudden, Dr. Emmett Brown’s plutonium-powered DeLorean “time machine” transports the entire island back to the Enchantment Under the Sea dance in 1955, and Ben winds up…supposedly, in Tunisia after spinning the big Wheel of Fortune wheel. Now we know how he mangled his arm.

For as sad as I was with the whole Jin incident (I can’t bring myself to say what happened…fantasy world of lollipops, you know)…I had the same number of tears flowing during Penny and Desmond’s reunion. I was really hoping Desmond made it off the island, but is that a good thing? Now the poor guy is going to have to dodge his girlfriends father for the rest of his life. Fun.

But, they all have to go back. Even the dead guy. That should be a fun trip. Don’t forget to bring clean Calvin Klein underwear, kids.