Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維
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The Oscars are over and what am I going to talk about to keep it light?

Last night I spent about an hour laying in bed, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. It was like I'd been drinking tea, but I was sure I hadn't had any in the afternoon or evening. And this morning I was waking up an hour before I was supposed to, but not feeling rested at all. I put some Chinese horse liniment (wood block balm, I think) on my back before I got dressed in the hope that it would loosen the sheet of steel between my shoulderblades. We'll see. At least I smell good, if you have a thing for lockers.

I had a magnificent time at Cort's Oscar party last night. Not only did I win the Best Movie pool (due to picking Nicole Kidman as best actress, the tie-breaker catgory), but I was getting lots of laughs at my jokes. Obviously I thrive on being the center of attention, which can be very difficult to do at Cort's parties due to the incredible competition provided by Cort himself. Everybody at the party seemed to be on the same wavelength, as witnessed by the rush to hit the mute button everytime ABC cut in with its news coverage (boring!).

I was also super-excited that Chigaco won best picture (we're all supposed to go see it Sunday afternoon). And I could have kissed Michael Moore. I knew that he was going to be a loose cannon when he started walking up those stairs, but it was so GREAT to hear someone say on such a public stage what I have been thinking for so long, just to know I was NOT the only person in America who felt this way:

"We live in fictitious times. We live in the time when we have fictitious election results that elect a fictitious president. We live in a time when we have a man sending us to war for fictitious reasons. . . .We are against this war. Shame on you Mr. Bush, shame on you! [As the music was faded in over him...] And any time you have the pope and the Dixie Chicks against you, your time is up!"

God, what a FABULOUS night!

(Oh yeah, and after the commercial break, Steve Martin came back with about his only funny joke of the night: "I just returned from backstage, where some teamsters were helping Mr. Moore into the trunk of his limo.")
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