LOST? I'm Lost

I can't tell you the results of my kids at Global Finals because my past self is writing this for my future self.

Speaking of such inane topics, I don't understand LOST.

So much so that I loathe it but watch it week after week with my husband who is as giddy about LOST as I may be over the premier of the Wipeout (what is not to love about people wiping out on huge balls). And, maybe, by the time this is published by my future self, my present self will have all the answers having watched the season finale. But, basing my assumption on my insatiable desire to finally have answers, I'm guessing the finale will be as confusing and vague and generally misleading as the entire series has been to date.

So, based on that, here is my problem with LOST:

• Remember the huge island monster/wild pig/big plume of smoke on the island wreaking havoc in the beginning, remember the ominous music? But now, three seasons (or ten who's really keeping track?) later no mention whatsoever. Nope, now it's all about time travel.
• Time travel. Really, everyone knows that present John shouldn't be seeing past John. Anyone whose seen Back to the Future understands time travel rules. Hey, I don't make these rules, McFly, I just know if I were to start time traveling, I better follow them.
  
• Speaking of following, is anyone following the story? It's like Mr. Hollywood Big Shot Writer is pulling stuff out of his nether regions and the room of yes-men are right there yelling BRILLIANT! Sure, it's BRILLIANT if you suspend all logic and reasoning.

Because seriously, It. Does. Not. Make. Sense.

Then again, I'm a fan of Phineas and Ferb and perhaps my ten year-old brain can't wrap my mind around the intricacy of a complicated sci-fi mystery show.

Nope. LOST is a load and I challenge anyone to explain to me what is going on.

P.S. On a completely unrelated note, Wipeout premiers tonight on ABC (check listings for times) and no I don't work for them. But man, would I love to!