nope, can’t watch the Oscars after all…
Oscar.com is not streaming the actual ceremony.
I’d like to thank the Academy for screwing over everyone not in the U.S.
maryann buzz
pretty sure I will be able to watch the Oscars…
…online from where I am, here in London. Assuming I can get Oscar.com to play nice — and that I can stay awake — look for Oscar live-blogging here in a few hours…
I’ve had *my* Oscar acceptance speech planned in my mind since 1978…
This someecards ecard I found is a relative piker…
bought myself a mug…
Conveniently for drinking from, plus it’ll remind me where I am, in case I forget.
an unexpected side effect of living in London…
I no longer have to translate military time in my head. 16:30 is just, you know, 16:30, not 4:30. Neat.
Film.com just gave me the boot
Budget cuts. But hey, eating is so overrated.
first look at the ‘Doctor Who’ Experience… and I got my ticket
Oh yes: I’ve got my ticket. The BBC ignored my query about a press preview. Or maybe they’re not having a press preview. Either way, I’ll attend on Monday, and report soonest afterward about how totally freakin’ cool it is. Or isn’t.
deep thought (re trying to protect my eco-karma)
There are not enought trash bins on the streets, tube and rail platforms, and other public byways of London.
deep thought (re things that may once have looked cool onscreen but no longer do)
I am very very very tired of the “heroic badass slo-mo walk away from explosion.” Time to invent a new cliché, hack directors. Thank you.
it’s not Super Bowl Sunday in England…
This is how I spent not-Super Bowl Sunday in England: watching my little cousins getting their first horseback riding lessons as birthday presents, and getting free lessons in how to relax from silly dogs…
