Seth MacFarlane, Fail (Pop Cop)

Seth MacFarlane at the 2009 Comic Con in San D...

Seth MacFarlane at the 2009 Comic Con in San Diego. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

SHOCKER!!! “Seth MacFarlane says he will not return as host of the Oscars.” And…….does anyone want him to? I don’t think so. Guess what Seth, it’s highly doubtful you’ll be asked! I for one, would not even watch any award show that you would host or basically any show you were in.What are you ten? Boob jokes? I thought the Oscars were highly insensitive to women to almost all religions and races, it’s 2013 if you forgot and it is just not right. It was never right but “we thought we had come a long way, baby.” Apparently, not.

I never really knew who you were exactly until someone told me you were the creator of the obnoxious show: “The Family Guy: which I watched once for ten minutes and I thought it was degrading so I turned it off. I know, some people loved it but that’s their choice, not mine. I’m sure some people thought that the awards show was hysterical too. Good for them, not everybody likes the same thing.

The only thing I agreed with you is about how I too, dearly missed Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. When are they coming back? Maybe they could host all the awards show? With that talent I’m sure we wouldn’t even get bored. Ladies, please think about it. Imagine being them now, everyone’s favorite comedy duo, favorite people, favorite comics, that’s heady but it seems like they are handling their fame really well. That’s what people love to see. Trust me.

If I were Seth MacFarlane my ego would be bruised but of course, he wouldn’t admit it, doesn’t seem like he’s the type, right? “Sorry, I went too far, sorry I offended everybody on earth” would have gone a long way.” But being a baby about it and saying “he doesn’t think he wants to host again” is childish. Actually, it’s kind of sad in a pitiful way, like a child who does not want to own up to what they have done; Seth MacFarlane, grow up, you come off sounding like a brat.

Thankfully, I turned off the television at about 10:30 Eastern Standard Time, right after the snippy-Meryl-Streep-commentator-fall-on-the-steps-girl and right before the lovely Adele sang her beautiful song. These days you can still get a good night’s sleep and anything you miss, you can see on Youtube the next day or later in the week if you are so inclined.

All I wanted to do was go to sleep, so I nestled my head on my pillow. The show was boring and insensitive and not really funny at all. But, at least we are all safe from the future because “Seth MacFarlane doesn’t want to host the Oscars again.” You gotta love it.

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The Golden Globes Are On But More Importantly I Hated My Dinner

Signs for the Golden Globe Awards.

Signs for the Golden Globe Awards. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

LIVE FROM SUNDAY NIGHT GOLDEN GLOBES:

Sunday nights have always been legendary in my house and even in the apartment where I grew up; we HAD to like our dinner, it was imperative. It was that unwelcome bridge from the weekend to school or work or just Monday. It seems that even if you don’t work, Monday is still bad, that never changes. Maybe they should just call it Sunday Plus, would that work to ease us into the new week? Oh, fine, probably not but I’m trying here people, just work with me.

I feel that I need to have The Golden Globes on for “My Peeps” those of you who follow my blog, those that love celebrities or television and gossip. Those of us who watch The Golden Globes to see the witty banter between Tina Fey and Amy Poehler (so worth it.) These two women are just hilarious and besides someone might trip up the stairs or make a delicious, outrageous speech. Wouldn’t want to miss anything out of the ordinary (aka live bloopers, mistakes, a temper tantrum, please, the audience loves the stuff!)

OMG, President Bill Clinton just walked out on the stage, gave a speech and got a standing ovation and I am so NOT making this up. This man lives for the spotlight and the spotlight just adores him. What a magical moment. Then, a young whippersnapper in a pretty orange dress won instead of Meryl Streep and she actually went on stage and SAID, actually SAID OUT LOUD something to the effect of (and I’m paraphrasing: Whose name is on this, NOT Meryl Streep’s  name.) No, she couldn’t have. Could she? That girl needs some manners, pronto. Forgive me for prejudging but I don’t like this kid. There was a lovely salute to Sally Fields by Ann Hathaway and Jodie Foster was wonderful in her heartfelt speech accepting her Cecil B.DeMilleAward; a woman with class. However, we don’t care if you are gay, we knew you were gay, we just want to know if you will continue to make movies? That and how could Mel Gibson be your BFF? I mean, EWW.

Sorry, I was so distracted by as (he was called )Mr. Hillary Rodham Clinton (ha ha ha) back to the dinner. Everyone who knows me and those read my blog faithfully know I also love food and yes, I do have some strange food combinations.( I am NOT going to mention them tonight because my friend Maureen sent me Hostess orange cupcakes and I owe her big time) Tonight’s dinner was a massive mistake. Hubby and I shared a lovely pear and mesclun salad that came with goat cheese, walnuts, slices of pear and raisins and a few walnuts. It came with balsamic vinegar on the side and it was light, healthy and it was wonderful. Now for the bad news: hubby ordered mussels fra diablo and his forehand was sweating but happy; I ordered (ok, ok) spinach lasagna with a white sauce. I’ll leave you a minute to digest the thought….It sounded good, I’ve had that before but unfortunately, it was one gloppy mess of spinach and even more gloppy cheese with oil. Horrible looking and tasting. It was bad enough that I could have sent it back but I didn’t. I just conceded that Danny won (I’m not a good sore loser) finished my Diet Coke and we went home. Home to fried, carmelized bananas and one slice, okay, two thick slices of Dan’s blueberry cinnamon-poppy seed loaf with a hint of butter. How could I not like my Sunday dinner now?