Are the oscars over yet?

Before I get into the topic material:

It's been probably over a month since I actively participated in the forums at spill, not because of boredom, mind you, but only for the sole reason that this economy is so rank that I'm actually doing something I loathe. . .working.

I don't know if any of you are in the same boat, but before the meltdown, I was able to take it easy and shoot the shit at work. Hell, "work" consisted of me twiddling my thumbs until closing time. However, since a girl's gotta eat, and rent's gotta be paid (and whoring is the bottom-of-the-barrell last resort), I don't want to join the legions of the mass unemployed. As a result, I'm begrudingly forced to become "super employee," actually having to deal with customers, feigning a smile all the while. I sure as shit don't want to get fired in this climate. I've got pets to feed, goddamn it!

I used to write in the forums while at work, typing away nonchalantly while listening to ACOCO or Let's Do This (or if I was desperate, LEOG. I kid, I kid!) My boss never realized how lackadaisical I was because I'm not stupid enough to use a company computer (thanks, Blackberry!) but still, as much as I loathe Rochester, NY, I fear having to pack up and move to NYC with my family, all because I'm not considered a productive employee.

Anyhoot, back to the title of the post. I hate the Oscars. The Oscars are boring, redundant, and too political for my tastes. As much as I love movies, I get exhausted listening to who should get the gold, what with many conversations similar to this:

"Fuck the Oscars! The Dark Knight was snubbed!"
or
"The Academy snubbed TDK? Who gives a fuck?"

Another sticking point on the fallacies of the Academy Awards is that they're not funny. . . not to me, anyway. The hosts either try too hard or their jokes fall flat. Case in point: Jon Stewart. The dude's fucking hilarious. I once saw him perform in Cornell University to a full house that fell to stitches from him. Unfortunately, he was a miss at the oscars.
Luckily, Mr. Stewart is so awesome at what he does on The Daily Show and The Colbert Report that the miss equated to a negligible, minor blip in his career.

"Fuck you, pookie bear! BIlly Crystal was great, and Whoopi killed," some of you may say. I guess, but to me, they were okay. BIlly Crystal is not that funny, and I don't particularly like his career decisions, except for City Slickers (part one), but, hell, with all the times he hosted the Oscars, he must've impressed the right honchos.
As for Whoopi, the only thing memorable about her performance is when she dressed up as Queen Elizabeth the first.

Woe to Hugh Jackman if he flounders. His writing team better have their shit together for the big shindig.

Oh, and don't get me started on the whole brangelina-aniston affair, or any other hollywood tiffs which may manifest itself on this one night. Blech!

And no inane award ceremony can be complete until we hear for months on end the "hits and misses" for what the stars were wearing. Unless I see a guy naked, with his junk dangling in either all its glory or disgrace, I a'int interested.

Mind you, I'm not a hater, but I 'd rather read about the results on Monday, like most people do.

Wake me up when the awards season is officially over.

PB out.