Well, there we go. All that's left at this point is the proverbial fat lady.
I find myself of very mixed emotion as we reach this next-to-last episode of one of the only shows I actually bother to watch while it's airing. There are absolutely other great shows on TV right now. I recently watched the first two seasons of "Breaking Bad" in a day and a half, and I love catching up with "Mad Men" all at once when the Blu-ray sets are released. "Justified" is building a real head of steam as it goes this year, and I try to catch up every few weeks via Hulu, which is the same way I watched pretty much all of "Archer" in one fell swoop. TV continues to offer up all sorts of varied and fascinating entertainment. But as far as actual appointment television, "Lost" was pretty much the last one for me.
There's something special about certain shows, where they become more than just stories you're watching. There have been several shows over the years that have become full-blown social events for me and for my friends. I remember the heyday of "The X-Files," when a group of us would get together each week to watch together, and there was a time when every Saturday night would kick off with a "MST3K" party for me and my roommates. Even though it's harder these days to plan a big group get-together for any show, "Lost" has been a show that I've watched each and every week on the night that it aired for the full six seasons, and tonight was the last regularly scheduled episode ever. It's a strange feeling. I'm excited to see the ending on Sunday night, but I'm already missing this series that has been such a pleasant and rewarding habit for the better part of this decade.