Weirdest Dream lately :
I dreamed I was on the "other side" when my Dad was passing. I spoke to him and made sure he was okay. Then I woke, and knew he was gone. 30 minutes later, we got the call from the hospital saying that his blood pressure had crashed in the last 30 minutes.
Currently working on :
A BTVS related story called "Long Goodbye" which deals with a member of the Watchers Council being vamped as part of an experiment.
Also completing my nanowrimo effort.
A blog for that outspoken and aggressive member of the Buffy Bulletin Board.
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
Oscars
Well, I watched the Oscars live in their entirety. And I have to say, I was surprised, gloriously surprised to be proved so utterly wrong in thinking the Oscar would not go to Michael Moore, for "Bowling for Columbine". Aside from the fact that there was a lot of reactionary nonsense laid against the movie even by people who hadn't seen it, the main reason I felt he'd be snubbed was that he'd never be let near a microphone on a night so "sensitive" in front of an audience that big.
So imagine how eagerly I watched him bring all the nominees on to the stage to make a little speech.
The speech itself, was one part great to two parts cringe-inducing. Once the orchestra started, and the boos, he seemed to lose composure, raise his voice, and that made him look like a hysterical raving loon. That's a pity. Because he often has something worth-while to say. The text of his speech was also good in the begining, but degenerating into mentioning the "Dixie Chicks" was just sad. That might have worked as a quietly funny piece, in front of an accepting audience, but in the face of hostility, shouted at the top of his voice, it was just awful...