That would just be some really sucky writing

When I was in the sixth grade I wrote a science fiction story with a ton of charismatic characters, a really richly-drawn setting, and a ton of wild plot twists and turns. But when I got to a certain point in the story, I couldn't think how to put all the pieces of it together so it would end in a way that was satisfying and that would make sense. So I wrote, "And then she woke up and discovered it was all a dream!"

Actually, that's not true. Even in sixth grade I was a better writer than that.

Let me just tell you (and stop reading if you have TiVo and haven't watched this week's episode of Lost yet) that if we get to the end of this season and it turns out that this whole story is the subconsious mind wanderings of lard ass Hurley, who is lying in a coma in a mental ward, I am going to be f-ing bullshit.

As someone at work said, it's all just a little too much like that lame season of Dallas when Pam came downstairs and found Bobby Ewing naked and sudsy in the shower and he was alive after all because the whole previous year was just a dream.

Or like the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy woke up, and looked at her aunt and uncle and the farmhands and said, "Oh, but it wasn't a dream! It was a place! And you, and you, and you, and you were there! But you couldn't have been, could you?"

Good thing there haven't been any allusions to the Wizard of Oz in Lost, huh?

Anyway, if he was in a coma, wouldn't he have lost weight by now?
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