The awards have been given out, Jon Stewart’s done hosting this, hopefully for good, and everyone in Hollywood is excited about the post-Oscar parties.
Me? I’d crash some of them but I lack interest and experience. Besides, there’s movies laying about here. “The Train.” A good way to spend the rest of the evening, watching Burt Lancaster as a Frenchman with no accent. There’s a lot of suckers on the East Coast tonight.
And you know, I don’t feel anything but a little anger toward the ceremony. None of the ceremony had the feeling of the opening sequences. It’s truly Hollywood’s major ego stroke fest.
But pimps and w****s won awards tonight. And that was entertaining. And that was about it.
Good night all!