Friday, March 12, 2010

Got any fish or poultry on you?

It's Friday. And it's been a busy week. The worst news is that I have a huge list of things "to do" for the weekend. I have a love/hate relationship with errands. I love the idea of running lots of errands and checking things off my list -- but I hate traffic and shopping malls -- which always seems to be at the heart of running errands -- so I go back and forth on whether or not I want to spend my weekends running errands. I do know that I like to sleep in on Saturday morning and then watch all the television shows that I don't get a chance to see during the week. This weekend I think I'm finally going to get the chance to plant some seedlings for my patio garden. It's been a long, rainy dark winter here in Los Angeles -- and I know I shouldn't be complaining -- especially to people who live in the snow belt -- but without the good weather, there's very little to recommend about Los Angeles. Well, I like the people...and the movies...and the food...

Monday, March 8, 2010

Girl Power!

The night before Sandra Bullock stole the Academy Award for Best Actress from Meryl Streep, she appeared at the Razzie Awards to accept the worst actress award for her performance in "All About Steve." She's a class act. I was cheering for "The Blind-Side" from the moment I read it last October.

Did you get a load of Kathryn Bigelow at the Oscars? She's hot. She's like Helen Mirren hot. (And Helen Mirren looked gorgeous last night.) Bigelow is 58 years old and directs action films better than the dudes. She made her ex-hubby self-proclaimed King of the World, James Cameron, look like hyperbole!

BEST DIRECTOR: Kathryn Bigelow, after becoming the first
woman to win the directing award, said: "There's no other way to describe it. It's the moment of a lifetime."

I've read some snarky comments about last night's Oscar telecast. I disagree with most. I enjoyed the show. I love Neil Patrick Harris and Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin made me laugh. My only snarky comment about last night's show: I want the name and email address of the guy who thought it would be cool to play "I am woman, hear me roar" as a bumper as Kathryn Bigelow and Barbra Streisand walked off the stage together. You, sir, deserve to have some nasty email from a pre-menopausal middle-aged woman in your emailbox. It was inappropriate.