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Wife: "THERE'S NO WAY YOU KNEW COSTUME DESIGN. YOU'RE AN UGLY HOBO." #6for10
Just bet my wife that if I get ten right in a row I get to sleep in every day for the rest of my life. #3for10
I secretly paused the TV by one minute and thanks to Twitter my wife will think I have magic powers of prediction.
Wife: "I wish @AirCanada had a face, so I could punch it."
You know, the fact that there was a tie has alerted me to the possibility of losing an Oscar by a single vote.
I don't know what terrible things this says about me, but this is my favorite Oscars ever.
Looking forward to watching the Oscars with everybody here and pretending I'm not so terribly alone.
Interesting Vanity Fair story on the rise and fall (and rise?) of spec screenwriting:
Have you guys seen Dick Clark's Flintstones house? Until today, I had not. Life now more complete:
Note.: Fred Shero might have been the man who first advocated setting yourself on fire. INTERNET, YOU HAVE FAILED ME FOR THE LAST TIME.
Those are consecutive headlines on . Not sure if the Internet made us vapid or just exposed our vapidity.
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