Oscar nerd.

Yes indeed, it’s a few hours after the Academy Award announcements have been made and I have a handy spreadsheet to prioritize my viewing.  As usual, I’m quite behind in my viewing,  but I might be able to make a dent in the list by the time the ceremony rolls around.  First up?  Birdman, which Matt and I have been meaning to see since it came out.

Here’s the number one thing that drives me crazy about the Oregonian.

Longtime readers know that I am quite frustrated with the shell of the paper that the Oregonian has become.  But here’s my number one hatred.  They are so namby-pamby with their changes.  Don’t want to publish a paper copy of the newspaper anymore?  Fine, stop doing it. That would be better than this four-day a week hybrid we’ve got.  Don’t want to have certain features anymore? Just print an announcement that you are discontinuing them.  That would be much better than just ushering said feature/person out the door and  waiting for us to wonder what ever happened to the guy who wrote the local political cartoons for 30 years.  Don’t like the name Oregonian anymore and want to be called OregonLive, even though it’s a stupid name?  Fine!  Just change the damn name. Don’t start using this weird, wordy, dumb looking hybrid Oregonian/OregonLive.  Be the newspaper you want to be and see if we all follow.  We probably will.  We’ve got nothing else.

Three sentence movie reviews: the Skeleton Twins

This was the perfect combination of funny/sad and both actors were excellent in their performances.*  While I could have done with another lip-synching choice** I still appreciated the camraderie of the estranged brother-sister.  And the pain felt very realistic, which is not as common in movies as one would think.

Cost: $3.00
Where watched: Laurelhurst with S. North.

*props to Luke Wilson too, who played affible goofy/odd husband like a champ.
**because I can’t stand Starship

poster from: http://www.impawards.com/2014/skeleton_twins.html

Three things from the paper.

Ads like these make me very angry.  I dislike the pressure to look a certain way, especially after putting your body through the reverse boot camp that is the process of creating life.  I also hate how the model’s torso is stretched out to make her look thinner.  And I hate that three surgical procedures (any of which could kill you) are crammed into one day.   When I was growing up, my father often bought the Sunday Oregonian (which was available in Boise) and the plastic surgery ads always disturbed me.  The Idaho Statesmen didn’t have plastic surgery ads.  But I bet it does now.


This is the biggest “duh” statement of the day.


And this just made me laugh.  It reminds me of the “learn multiplication facts AND have fun!” nonsense.

Another Five Years, another journal filled.

Another five years have gone by and I’ve filled a second Daily Reminder.  Even crazier, I’ve been writing this blog long enough to have talked about finishing the first one on this very blog.

This version (unlike the first) had the days of the week printed with each day.  I found this to be a negative after the first year, because the days of the week did not match up.  However, it seems I will be dealing with this for another five years, as the new journal is exactly the same.

I went to town with books/movies in the last five years.

I actually ran out of space for books by the end of September, 2014 and ended up adding lined post-it notes to keep track of the books for the rest of the year.  We shall see if that’s still a problem at the end of 2019.

Three sentence movie reviews: Dear White People

http://www.impawards.com/2014/dear_white_people_ver2.html
http://www.impawards.com/2014/dear_white_people_ver2.html

Oh Lionel–whose hair is like a black hole for white fingers–how much did I love you in this movie?  Just a little bit more than I loved Justin Dobies confession of love to Tessa Thompson and her response that came later in the movie.  Almost as I loved seeing this for a second time in less than a week.

Cost: $4.00
Where watched: Academy Theater with Matt.

And the phone gets faster.

On the right, my Samsung Galaxy Reverb, which was both my first cell phone and my first smartphone.  On the left is my Samsung Galaxy S III which is my second cell phone and MUCH faster than my first one.  It’s like being in an entirely different cell phone world.  I was worried about switching phones, but it was a very smooth process.  Once I activated the new phone, it downloaded almost everything from my old to my new phone.  And they sent me an envelope to return the old phone for recycling.