I found this mildly amusing, but I have a strange feeling this conversation took place in a past life of mine.

The organizers of Coachella are offering a $10,000 reward and four lifetime passes to Coachella to anyone who knows where Roger Waters’ giant inflatable pig, released during his set Sunday, fucked off to:

Did a school bus-sized inflatable pig land on your backyard? Did you happen to pick up a giant pink pig with graffiti? Coachella organizers are offering $10,000 and four lifetime passes to anyone who returns their pig. The pig balloon was released during Roger Water’s performance on Sunday at the Coachella festival. The pig was covered with graffiti from famous street artist, Slick. The graffiti had slogans that read: “Don’t be led to the slaughter,” “No Blood for Oil”, and even included Obama’s name with check box next to it. To collect the bounty, please contact lostpig@coachella.com.

A quick recap of Lost, seasons 1 through 3, just in case you missed anything.

As you may have heard everywhere, the first episode of the fourth season of Lost, AKA the greatest show EVER is tonight at 8 PM. In honor of this moment in history, and to prep those who lagged and didn’t watch the repeat of the season three finale, I direct you to the world famous ack-attack season three recap. Or if you have a short attention span, you can just watch this:

With so much time off between tours I have to find activates that keep me busy and keep me from spending tons of money, and what better free thing is out there besides TV? I’m pretty much up to date on all the hip shows everyone is talking about except for one. Lost. I finished the first two seasons while the third was being aired and I’ll be honest, I am addicted but very frustrated, so I’ve waited this long to watch the third season. And after finally sitting down and watching it, I’m still frustrated, why the hell can’t they toss us a bone here and explain something, anything. I don’t know how much longer I can keep putting myself through this agonizing cycle, hoping that maybe next week they’ll show us some insight into what the hell is happening on this damn island. I guess I’ll have to tune on the 31st and hope I get some answers.

As a writer (or some perversion thereof), I’m still siding with the writers on this one. That being said, I just wish they’d get back to work already. If they stay on the picket lines, eventually I’m going to have to go out and get a life, and I know for a fact that shit is expensive. Heroes had its finale on Monday, The Office has been MIA. And new seasons of Lost and 24 may never see the light of day. Over the Thanksgiving holiday, Jenna Fischer, Pam from The Office posted a blog on her MySpace page (we’re buddies, you know…I’m a stalker) that the writers and the studios were going to attempt overcome their differences and sit down at the negotiating table one more time. As it turns out, those talks have gone sour.

According to this article from the New York Times:

Those discussions continued through Friday with no discernible breakthrough in a strike that has passed the month-old point. By late afternoon, the sides had not closed a wide gap between competing proposals covering compensation for advertiser-supported programming shown free on the Internet. They also appeared to be at a standoff over guild demands for jursidiction over writers for reality television shows, which currently are largely outside of the guilds’ reach. Meanwhile, other key issues — including compensation for movies and shows sold via the Internet — had yet to be confronted.

In a letter to members, the presidents of the two writers guilds on Friday morning lashed out at the producers for holding back proposals and challenged them to negotiate with them “day and night, through the Christmas and New Years holidays” to end the strike. Producers representatives shot back with a broadside against the writers’ statement and tactics, accusing them of spending more time during the negotiating sessions talking among themselves than to their bargaining counterparts. The barbed exchanges did little to tamp down expectations of an imminent breakdown in the talks.

It’s over a month now, and things seem to be getting pretty nasty (the major point of contention being that writers are looking for greater residuals from DVD sales and reruns shown on the Internet, the latter of which they don’t get a penny from).

The AMPTP, which represents the networks and studios, however, was quick to shoot back [source]:

However, the AMPTP countered in its own statement that it did present a proposal, which it calls the “New Economic Partnership,” which would boost the average working writer’s salary to more than $230,000 a year.

The AMPTP also disputed the WGA’s claim that it has been at the bargaining table every day, ready to negotiate. “The WGA’s organizers sought a four-day break, and when they returned sessions that were supposed to begin at 10:00 am often did not start until after lunchtime. When they are at the negotiating site, WGA organizers typically spend as much time speaking among themselves as they do at the negotiating table.”

Further, said the AMPTP, writers refused “repeated requests” by producers to begin contract talks in the spring of 2007. “Had negotiations begun when the producers wanted them to start, perhaps the industry would not now be in the midst of this strike.”

All this means is I’m never going to find out how Jack and Kate got off the island and why they’re so sore at each other in the future.