81st Academy Awards: My Thoughts

I like to think that what I have to say on a given issue should be of great concern to those around me, which is why I have compiled the following list.

81st Oscar Cheers and Jeers!

Cheers: To putting the band up ON the stage.
Jeers: To not muting audience applause while playing the "In Memoriam" montage. As EW once said, that's life's final and cruelest popularity contest.

Cheers: Whoever styled Tilda Swinton
Jeers: Mikey Rourke remembering his dog by sticking it on a necklace. It just looked cheap. Like one of those bottle-cap necklaces.


Cheers: To changing the format of introducing the nominees for best lead/supporting actor/actress.
Jeers: To Jerry Lewis for keeping his cool. I wanted bitterness, not pleasantries!

All in all the 81st Oscars was really good. Definitely better than last year, but still nowhere close to the 79th Academy Awards. Ahh, Pilobolus... how I miss you.

High School Dayz

My directorial debut. 15 years old.

Adorable

This was my valentines date. He bought me chocolates.

SUCH a heart breaker.

Magical Night

Tonight was actually magical. And I will explain why.

1. I saw Slumdog Millionaire and cried. That is now the 4th movie that has made me cry (accompanied by Avalon, Philadelphia, and The Notebook). That last one is particularly embarrassing.

2. Mullets intrigue men with strange beards. They will offer you shots of Tequila, and it will be free. Magical.

3. My friend, who is 10+ years my senior, gave me her Cocteau Twins t-shirt from when she was in high school. I mean!

4. Said friend is letting me burn her 4AD collection.

5. Tonight, I get to sleep in the fairy room. For reals.


One hell of a magical night.

Time Waster

I've already put about 3 hours into editing the shots from Saturday's photoshoot and I've realized they're way over exposed. Luckily I saved the raw files so it'll be easy to reverse. It's just a bummer.

I got tattooed today by Curtis over at Anchor Tattoo. It was quick and didn't hurt. It's weird how I've always figured I'd get tattooed eventually. I'm surprised it wasn't until now. In a way I am glad seeing as how I really, really wanted patrick swayze tattooed on my arm. Lord alive, thank god I didn't get that done.
Here, this is what it would've been (sans speech bubble):

Anyway. Once I take off the wrap I'll get a shot of it. It's about my Abuela.