Of Oscars and Oreos

Well, the Oscars happened tonight. Maybe you saw them. Hugh Jackman is ridiculously good looking (although a bit song-and-dance prone for my tastes), the acceptance speeches and introductions were littered with some funny bites, but dear god, enough with the montages. Realllllllly gratuitous (much like the number of l's I used back there). Thoughts on the winners:
- If Heath hadn't won Best Supporting Actor, there would have been a riot. I'd be part of it, too.
- Wish Peter Gabriel's song for Wall-E had won best original song. The Slumdog love was not to be denied, however.
- Speaking of such, it's hard for me to speak about a movie I haven't seen yet, and I'm sure it was great, but Slumdog stole some awards from some movies I loved. I would have been much pleased to see Doubt, Frost/Nixon or Gran Torino win anything at all, and Dark Knight should've taken home more than it did.
- The Best Actor category seemed like a legitimate toss-up. From what I hear, both Sean Penn and Mickey Rourke could've won most years, but as it was, Sean Penn's acceptance speech was legitimately chuckle-inducing.
- I don't like Kate Winslet.
- If Wall-E hadn't won Best Animated Picture, I would've gone ballistic. Should've been nominated for Best Picture overall.

In other news: a friend of mine recently received a record player, and we listened to the Pink Floyd, Beatles, and Who albums I have in my room. Listening to Sgt. Peppers on vinyl is a gorgeous experience that everyone should partake in.
I had a bit of spare time this afternoon, and enjoyed a pleasant stroll down to the grocery store, where I purchased the usual Cheez-its, French bread, apple juice, and then some mint Oreos for good measure. The latter are quite delicious, and I highly recommend them.
By the way, if the weather gods read this: keep it up, fellows. I love this consistent 30 degree weather, with a dusting of snow every day. This is how winter should be.