Oof. So… I’ve been waylaid by some sort of disgusting bug that’s had me coughing up assorted colored fluids of various viscosity for about the past week and a half. It’s finally in the fading out phase as of this morning, but that just means I’m even more behind in caching up to a load of work. Whee. Anyway, as I’m finally getting back on my feet (and believe me, being in bed too long isn’t all it’s cracked up to be), here’s a short list of things I won’t be doing today because I’m a bit busy.

Well, it’s ONE thing because, yeah – I’m too busy to make a longer list:

(Thanks, Baka o Mestre de Obras!)

1: Watching the Oscars! No surprise there as I haven’t really cared about the Academy Awards for some time (but paradoxically, would probably make a good member because I’d actually watch EVERY damn screener I got in the mail). I haven’t cared for the overblown spectacle for ages thanks to too many good films getting overlooked in every category and the show focusing on too many hours of pre-awards silliness (old Hollywood glamour is dead and these new “stars” trying too hard to recapture it is somewhat strange to my eyeballs). This year’s controversy doesn’t affect my choice either as I believe films and performances in them shouldn’t be made solely to win awards (despite decades of actors making specific films just to win awards).

I guess it’s the Marlon Brando meets George C. Scott mentality for me these days, but back when I was a kid, the family would gather ’round the tube and watch the show every year just for the spectacle. Over the last 20 years or so, I’ve tuned out slowly and backed away from the festivities with no ill effects, so this new tradition continues with the added element of me not even going to watch out of curiosity. So, yeah. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ with it. Now watch me end up doing something one of these days that has me win one of those things. I’ll be a crow-eating sap if there ever was one.