I watched most of the Oscars last night. That was not my intention. Last year I turned it on, caught Alec Baldwin’s smug face and had to turn it off. Quickly. Very quickly. Yesterday I had dinner at my parents’ and afterward my mom and I were sitting in the living room and it seemed like a good time to put on the Oscars and catch the opening number. I love musicals so I got a kick out of it. And I was able to handle the acceptance speeches better than normal because I kept seeing old actresses from the past that got me excited: “SOFIA LOREN!!! EVA MARIE SAINT!” The one thing that I found extremely silly and I couldn’t help but scoff at were the number of celebrities that kept getting teary-eyed! What is wrong with these people? I will tell you. They are drama queens. And it’s a good thing they are actors because the real world would whip their cry baby asses. My favorite moment was when Japanese filmmaker, Kunio Kato (I looked him up on Google) won for his animated short, La Maison en Petits Cubes and he said, in very halting English, “Thank you very much. Thank you, pencil. Thank you, all my staff. Thank you, academy. . . . Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto.” He totally cracked me up!

I missed the very end so I didn’t get to see Mr. Sean Penn calling the crowd a bunch of commie, homo-loving, sons of guns. I do miss the old days when calling someone a commie… was a bad thing. Yes I am a little ashamed I watched the Oscars but I enjoyed Hugh Jackman’s song and dance routines– he kept me entertained.

Isn’t Dave Foley the spitting image of Zooey Deschanel?