First thing’s first: I hadn’t seen this Lost Season 4 trailer until an eagle-eyed reader of mine pointed it out. So check it out. Not a lot of new stuff, but what’s new is excellent. I think we now know five of the six who get off the Island. Which five? I’m not telling. Yet.

But fear not. I’ll reveal all over on my Lost blog. For the time being, read my little tale of a man named Jacob, who was your everyday, normal, psychically gifted guy who managed to get split into two. One part you know about. The other might surprise you.

I also have to give a shout-out to this blog’s older brother, Wading in the Velvet Sea. Turns out an entry I wrote over there caught the attention of someone over at boston.com, and well, it’s seeing a whole lot of traffic. The Boob Tube Dude is proud of his older sibling. He never gave me wedgies, never tells the ladies I used to wet my bed, and always let me borrow his Drakkar Noir when I went to the middle school dances. Click on the image for a larger version.

Lookie me, next to Neil. Brilliant. So props to Wading, props to Lost, and props to me being on vacation for the next week. Whole lotta props, people. ‘Tis the season to be proppin’.