In a Blog post responding to Lost, In Transition, Carlo C draws attention to something that I hadn’t been aware of before; that in the Lost soundtrack, in addition to the forest whispers sometimes heard by the characters, there’s also ‘hidden audio’ that carries a certain amount of story freight. Or maybe the illusion of…

One of my closest friends lives in New Orleans. We’ve managed to get together no more than half a dozen times in the thirty years since we met, but that’s how some friendships can be. First we kept in touch with long letters, the occasional phone call, and the the annual exchange of bizarre Christmas…

And Season’s Greetings to all.