Missing the Oscars
I didn't realize the Oscars were last night, so instead of critiquing dismal red carpet fashions, Jimena and i were watching a John Malkovich film called The Great Buck Howard. It was meh. Seriously, though, weren't the dresses generally awful, or boring at best? And why is Mickey Rourke trying to be Jack Nicholson with those shades? I guess that's the poor man's eye lift ... but they arent poor... I thought Frieda Pinto's blue number was by far the best.
Also, last night I had a dream that my parents had been murdered in their house in the middle of the desert in the late 70s, which meant that my whole life had been a dream because I had never been born. bizarre, no?
Also, last night I had a dream that my parents had been murdered in their house in the middle of the desert in the late 70s, which meant that my whole life had been a dream because I had never been born. bizarre, no?