I admit it. “Lost” begins tonight, and I have both anticipation and dread.
Anticipation because it’s a very well-done program with the things I like in books: mystery and a tinge of the unknown. Dread because I’ve never been good at “appointment” television and it bothers me to know by watching tonight I’m committing to at least eight Thursday nights where I’m semi-required to be doing one thing for an hour to the exclusion of whatever else I might be interested in at that moment.