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Sunday, February 28, 2021

A Celebration of Suddenly Remembering the Golden Globes Still Exist 

And apparently they are on tonight! And, also, there are still movies? Since streaming movies count this year, I'm thinking it could be a big year for Vanessa Hudgens and the "Princess Switch" series. Not nominated, you say? Obama's America, people.

What is nominated? Lots of movies I have not seen. Some of which I have never even heard of. Not that I'm claiming to be some sort of cutting-edge tastemaker; I'm still busy realizing things like "oh hey, I never saw 'There Will Be Blood' back in 2007." I did see Hamilton and Mank and liked them both. So go Hamilton and Mank, I guess? I like the commercials for "Promising Young Woman," is that worth anything?

As far as acting awards, I kind of don't won't Frances McDormand to win, simply because I want her to change her hairstyle, and I fear she won't if we keep encouraging her. I don't want Kate Hudson to win, either, because I really think she needs to keep her focus on Fabletics. If she doesn't help young women feel fashionable while they work out, who will? Also, is Andy Samberg a legitimate actor now? I guess I don't have a problem with that; I'm just trying to keep score.

Oh, and I'm just now seeing the supporting category. Poor Glenn Close. Always and forever, poor Glenn Close. And Sacha Baron Cohen? I guess I didn't really know that was still a thing.

Regardless, it's sure to be an exciting evening! Not because of the Golden Globes; Sundays are the night I do my home facials.


Sunday, February 21, 2021

Saturday Evening Post 

I am going to say something that I never imagined was possible:  I have grown tired of watching television. It's taken three seasons of Treme, four of Friday Night Lights, and more of Below Deck than I ever previously even knew existed to get me to this point, but I'm here. Last night Ian and I could not think of a single thing that we actually felt like watching. Not a Hallmark movie filmed in like 72 hours in Vancouver with the most inoffensively bland actors available for scale. Not an SVU of either the pre- or post-Stabler era. Not even the Youtube clip of the time Katie Holmes was on So You Think You Can Dance. We were just done.

So if you can believe it, we actually turned off the television and read for a while. (Not out of the same book; we'd never be able to agree on who got to turn the pages.) I got through two New Yorkers (minus Talk of the Town, which remains unbearably cloying to me), and now know a lot about the depressing post-pandemic future of the workplace. I even read a few John Cheever short stories, and now know a lot about the depressing pre-war state of suburbia. And yeah, I intermittently played MarioKart on my phone. Even great thinkers have to develop their eye hand coordination, don't you know.

To be clear, I'm not going to become one of those people who says they don't really watch television. But I am going to take breaks when the mood strikes me. I'm sure it will make my return to Rizzoli & Isles all the more rewarding.

Sunday, February 14, 2021

How Are We Spending Valentine's Day? 


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