As the Oscars approach, I find myself about as interested as I ever am, which is not entirely interested or disinterested. Just sort of "meh," as the kids say. I think part of the reason is that they will throw in nominations that I can pull for and believe in, but in the end it's always those same rubes that end up in those voting booths, breaking my heart every time. The same rubes that choose cheesiness of the most grandiose scale and give it an award...
...over things like this.
Sorry, 1998. Only Michael Scott was happy about that one.
1 comment:
'miss misery,' great song from an amazing artist. elliott seems out of his element at the oscars.
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