The Oscars

This is the first and only thing I will say about his year's Oscars. Travesty.

It is clear that the academy has drifted too far from the process of making motion pictures and has a frail grasp of even the individual categories over which they preside. (BTW, I'm not really talking about actor/actress / leading / supporting here)

I saw nearly all of the Oscar contenders in the major categories. I enjoyed all of them. Virtually none of the winners displayed excellence in their field.

Loved Slumdog. Best editing? It would have been nice for that film to have been edited. Best makeup? Same complaint. The list goes on and on.

Academy: Retire. Leave. Change careers. Your gray is showing. Please let working filmmakers and professionals in their respective fields have a go.

One last thing. Is it time to allow a little transparency into the process?

You tell me.

No News is...Well...My Fault

I retro-reposted my News Section.

Read: wrote over the archives online with older archives from my laptop resulting in a loss of several recent postings.

Thank god for the cloud.

Let's Party Like It's 1234567890!

Because it is.

For those of you who are potentially nerdier than am I (I count six on Earth) you already know that at 23:31:30 UTC, the Unix epoch clock will tick up to 1234567890. That's an event worth cracking open a can of Jolt and watching your variable internet clock roll up to the sequentially significant digit.

Making this stranger for me is the fact that just last Tuesday, I deposited a Dollar amount which was exactly $1234.56 into my checking account. I noticed no significant folding of space or shifting of causality.

There was a mild odor of brimstone but I was at a bank...