[At least use your name, Kan -- then I'll leave your comment.]
How about those Oscars? Jamie Foxx gave the best speech, I thought, including his paean to the transformative power of grandmotherly beatings. Whoever the nominee was who pretended to have fallen asleep during his close-up is my new hero. And, finally, are the winners really this predictable?
Time to go to bed. While Jamie dreams of his grandma, the ominpresent on-stage giantess chaperones of Oscar night will be dancing through my head.
Posted by cradle at February 28, 2005 12:28 AMholy shit...a new post!
Posted by: kan at February 28, 2005 2:52 AM