Big nerd from California, USA. Not tech savvy, so no pictures, avatar, etc.

At one time, Lost fulfilled all my lifelong loves: art (I've got no taste and enjoy all kinds), science, philosophy, religion and - what in my opinion may hold the top spot among the most useful of humanity's inventions - storytelling. But no longer. Season six left me cold. Shivering, even.

I'm back to see if the community born of this very confused show can sustain itself beyond the love which brought us together. At least Lost led me here.