Best Picture: The Departed Best Director: Alejandro González Iñárritu for Babel Best Actor: Forest Whitaker in The Last King of Scotland Best Actress: Helen Mirren in The Queen Best Supporting Actor: Alan Arkin in Little Miss Sunshine Best Supporting Actress: Jennifer Hudson in Dreamgirls Best Original Screenplay: Babel Best Adapted Screenplay: Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan Original Score: Pan's Labyrinth Original Song: "Listen" - Dreamgirls Best Foreign Language Film: Pan's Labyrinth - Mexico
DVR Bless the DVR.
8:56pm So far, it's great! I just poured a glass of water and we are eating chocolates. The cat's asleep in my chair so I have to sit on the edge - just like the grammy nominees!! I laughed at Ellen. I don't like her pants.
9:11pm (never forget) Those kids sure are cute! Will Smith must of spent hours on that little boy's hair.
9:28pm Arkin! I got that one! Yay.
9:32pm Look at them happy feet dancing people. Randy Newman is up next. When Mrs. Robot hears the sentence "Randy Newman is up next" you might as well be saying "You are about to suffer an extreme bout of diarrhea".
9:35pm There's some singer now. Mrs. Robot is fast-forwarding over it. I'm now just listenning to it in the other room. Oh, I hear clapping.
9:36pm Al Gore & Leo. Lovely.
9:38pm In honor of the Oscars, I uploaded a photo of Oscar.
9:46 Suddenly I have lost my enthusiasm for "blogging" about "televison". Did you notice it's snowing outside?
9:53 I lost the "Best Adapted Screenplay" category.
10:08 Tom Cruise! Aiyeeeeee! Xenu! Xenu!
10:10 I just uploaded this photo of my grams from 1997.
10:18 Mrs. Robot reports that there was a commercial where a monkey and an elephant were taking care of some guy. I just posted this image from Saturday night. Ow. That was a late night. The bottom left-frame is the best. That was entitled, "This is the point where it all went downhill".
10:31 I missed "Best Foreign Language Film". When people die, they seem to become more popular. My grandmother passed away two years ago and I constantly have dreams that take place in her house. It's odd. She's not "coming to me in my dreams" and delivering messages from the great unknown ("Stop playing that English Beat song - just because I'm dead doesn't mean I can't hear") but her house is a constant backdrop.
My pal George passed away three years ago and his family constantly makes cameos in my dreams. Or his parent's house. Or places we went to together a lot. Like with my grandmother, he isn't there.
I suspect they are hanging out together in heaven. They were fond of each other.
10:35 I just got Best Supporting Actress. Booya!
10:36 This is the stupidest thing I have ever done. At least today.
10:37 Holy shit. I forgot to mention this: I bought new shoes today. They are sweet. Oh, and it's snowing now. Like crazy style.
10:40 David Spade is "blogging" the Oscars as well. Hi Jennifer. Unless you write "I'm Beyonce's bitch" across your forehead, you have not thanked Beyonce enough.
10:42 Something about the fact that David Spade and I are engaged in similar tasks makes my soul hurt.
