Oscars, Shmoscars

For the first time in years, I didn’t sit through the Oscar ceremonies. Due to the often-ludicrous nominations, my respect for the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences has declined with each passing year. In truth, the Oscars are not much more than a highly publicized popularity contest for the Hollywoodonians. I’m tempted to say people from southern California are crazy, but that would mean I am crazy, which I am not. Yes I am. No I’m not. Shut up! Anyway…

I did manage to catch the presentation of Best Original Score—always the highlight of the Oscars for me. Seeing Itzhak Perlman (one of the world’s greatest violinists) perform selections from each of the nominated scores was a real treat. The treat summarily ended, though, when Brokeback Mountain was announced as the winner. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back (yes, lame pun intended); after that, I didn’t want to watch any more.

So, in lieu of a good Oscar awards ceremony, head over to the Cue Awards . They even used a portion of the picture I posted on Leslie’s blog (although it’s just one small part—nothing more than a vague avatar). Okay, so most of you—well, all of you, probably (except maybe Travis)—will find it just as tedious as the Oscars. Sorry. There’s only so much I can do to make the world a better place.