I am restarting the blog and welcome new readers as well as my wonderful Dear Readers who were regulars on the newyorksocialdiary.com site. From time to time, in other words, not every day but a few times a week, I will be writing stuff here. The subject matter is wide open: politics, show biz, what's going on in the world and in my life. For the Dear Readers of The Search For Mr. Adequate, it will show perhaps a little broader picture of my search and I always want to hear back from you.
I am exploring a lot of new avenues...have been doing radio shows and will put a link in soon so you can listen to the last one I did, where I co hosted something called The Lady and the Champ. The "Lady" in question was Lady Chablis the famous "gal" from Midnight in the Garden fame. I took her/his place and I'm not sure what that bodes for me but it was really fun.
There is a Boomer Site that wants me to do a video dating segment for them and I'll keep you posted on how that is going. I'm writing a magazine piece and there are lots of interesting things in the future.
And all my web savvy friends are trying to explain to me how set one up and get into the 21rst century.
I will have one of them set up the Archive for all the Search Diaries so you can catch up if you missed any, or start them if you're a new reader. So, please come by and keep in touch.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Oscar Meyer
I know it's been a long while between blogs but the Oscars brought me back! The Boredom! The Boredom! I am now watching the Italian musician who won a special award talking in Italian with Clint Eastwood trying to translate. Pleeze!!
This whole show is embarrassing, without any pizzaz, silly, self congratulating inside baseball for the industry and Ellen stinks! Sorry, because I like her but not for this. Jerry Seinfeld's two minutes were funnier than she has been all night and are probably serving as an audition for next year. Give him the job! I love Philobus as a dance troup but they are doing little more than shadow handpuppets behind this screen...oh wait, Ellen actually did handpuppets thinking it was cute. It is in kindergarten. The endless compilations: writers tearing paper out of typewriters, (yes, it's nice they honor writers and I was one of them but let's watch paint dry next year),showing every foreign film ever made,little featurettes of ridiculous things like sound "performers" making noises...what were the Producers thinking?
It is now after eleven and nothing interesting has happened except that Alan Arkin won the award for best supporting which probably should have gone to Djimon Honseau but was to have gone to Eddie Murphy. I am thrilled for Jennifer Hudson but Beyonce is not a good enough actress to fake being happy for her. Pan's Labyrinth was a huge disappointment to me though it seems to have won a ton of technical awards. And excuse me, yes Helen Mirren is a great actress but constantly being referred to as so hot, so sexy...Huh? I guess if women over 50 get naked enough...I am now tearing my clothes off...but just from frustration.
Jack Nicholson looks like Daddy Warbucks, Faye Dunaway looks embalmed, Meryl Streep, a fab actress, looks like she is going to do fortune telling after the evening is over. And when oh Lord, when will it be over?
And I know Ellen does not like to wear skirts but how about silky flowing pants...what's with the corduroy AND TENNIES! OK, OK, it's velveteen. Stop me before I kill again...I can't take it anymore.
Good night and good luck..yes George Clooney is still gorgeous. George...call me.
This whole show is embarrassing, without any pizzaz, silly, self congratulating inside baseball for the industry and Ellen stinks! Sorry, because I like her but not for this. Jerry Seinfeld's two minutes were funnier than she has been all night and are probably serving as an audition for next year. Give him the job! I love Philobus as a dance troup but they are doing little more than shadow handpuppets behind this screen...oh wait, Ellen actually did handpuppets thinking it was cute. It is in kindergarten. The endless compilations: writers tearing paper out of typewriters, (yes, it's nice they honor writers and I was one of them but let's watch paint dry next year),showing every foreign film ever made,little featurettes of ridiculous things like sound "performers" making noises...what were the Producers thinking?
It is now after eleven and nothing interesting has happened except that Alan Arkin won the award for best supporting which probably should have gone to Djimon Honseau but was to have gone to Eddie Murphy. I am thrilled for Jennifer Hudson but Beyonce is not a good enough actress to fake being happy for her. Pan's Labyrinth was a huge disappointment to me though it seems to have won a ton of technical awards. And excuse me, yes Helen Mirren is a great actress but constantly being referred to as so hot, so sexy...Huh? I guess if women over 50 get naked enough...I am now tearing my clothes off...but just from frustration.
Jack Nicholson looks like Daddy Warbucks, Faye Dunaway looks embalmed, Meryl Streep, a fab actress, looks like she is going to do fortune telling after the evening is over. And when oh Lord, when will it be over?
And I know Ellen does not like to wear skirts but how about silky flowing pants...what's with the corduroy AND TENNIES! OK, OK, it's velveteen. Stop me before I kill again...I can't take it anymore.
Good night and good luck..yes George Clooney is still gorgeous. George...call me.
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