I know! I know! I should liveblog the Oscars, but how can I sully it with my ridiculous jokes when it’s going to be so ridiculous on its own?
Love, love the Oscars.
Note – it’s 9:32 and seriously. What is up with Nicole Kidman’s face? Something funky going on there.
It’s 10:54 and the show just ended. Holy crap that was a long one. Before I collapse where I sit I just want to say – Marion Cotillard? Gorgeous. Diablo Cody? Bad ass. The amount of women writers nominated this year? Stunning. It feels like it was a good night for the ladies tonight. But maybe that’s because I’m tired and delirious.
Perhaps I will be one of the millions of people who try to write a Juno knock-off screenplay now. Well, not right now. Right now I have to………….. [we’re sorry, this sentence cannot be completed because the blogger has collapsed from exhaustion and fallen of the sofa. Stay tuned tomorrow for more Oscar-inspired dreams of ripping off successful screenplays and/or hairdos of the rich and famous.]