I was watching the Oscars tonight.
I never like it when someone goes on and on and on and on and on and on, either. But with this being pretty much every actors' dream, I think they deserve to have some time on stage.
This year, the music wasn't a signal that your time was up. This year, the music started playing as soon as the winner got on stage.
What was more irritating was the fact that they felt we should see about eight different montages. I'm all for the "In Memoriam" but the rest, I can really do without.
Seriously, a montage showing how cowboy movies were always rather gay? We've heard enough of the jokes!
I guess it's a good thing I don't have the music coaxing me out of a ramble. Oh . . .
Well, I just want to thank my mom and dad and grandma and grandpa and grandma and grandpa and all my great-grandparents and my brother who always was forced to listen to me prattle on and to everyone who has since let me bend their ears constantly and