Ah, the Writer's Strike

Well, I have to say that I have been completely numb to the effects of the writers strike. I have my favorite shows (too many, actually) but took the break as an opportunity to check off the first thing on my New Year's resolution list, read more.

I'm doing that but I've also ramped up my first love, movies. Jon and I snuck out and saw five movies over the holidays.

Quick review:

Atonement-Very similar to English Patient. I loved it but you have to like sweeping war/romance/period dramas. If so, this is your movie!

Charlie Wilson's War-Very interesting and entertaining. Julia Roberts bugged me, though. I live in Texas and her accent sounded like she was channeling her Olympia Dukakis co-star of Steel Magnolias. I kept waiting for her to say, "Now, Cha-lie, you KNOW I love ya more 'n my luggage!"

I am Legend-Ok, I admit it, I'm a sucker for Will Smith. 'Nuff said.

Juno-Loved it.

PS, I Love You-I can't believe that I just wrote that I saw that dreck.

Anyway, back to the writers strike. They have canceled the Golden Globes.

To me, this is like canceling the football playoffs before the Super Bowl of the Oscars. I have two nights where Jon just KNOWS to take the kids away. The Golden Globes and the Oscars. For the past 20 years, I park in front of the tv from about 5pm on. Jana, Al, Joseph and I make phone calls all night long to each other. We discuss who is wearing what, who we think is going to win, do we think this will lead to an Oscar, etc. We get our ballots together for our now legendary Oscars contest.

This is the start of my Oscar season!

Damn, you writer's strike! Damn, you fat cats, pay those poor starving writers. I need to see what Nicole Kidman is wearing!

I'm taking you guys on. This time, it's personal.