Oscar

So I have an offer pending for a house in Hayward. I'm hoping to learn to love Hayward as it's the only place in the East Bay I can afford to live. Then again, it's Hayward. So try as I may, I should just be happy that at some point, I'll own a home, and does it matter much where it is? Okay, wait, maybe it does. But dammit, I'll own a home!

I was on this dating website, and this lame guy was asking me what football team I liked. I told him The Raiders and thanked him for not holding it against me. Then I went on to tell him that I recently had to stop wearing the black and silver facepaint as my boss deemed it distracting at work. I also told him that I only wore a skull on each shoulder and an eyepatch on Sundays. He believed me. Ummm....I think the number of available men who can take a joke, let alone comprehend sarcasm is growing smaller by the minute. I may end up with a guy that can't make me laugh, or a guy that is serious 24 hours a day. Alright, now I'm just getting depressed.

The Oscar nominations came out today. The show is going to be hosted by Hugh Jackman. I'm a little disappointed by that one. How did we go from Billy Crystal to Hugh Jackman. I hope the writers do a good job if it's intended to be humorous. This is a weird mix of nominations this year. I'm pulling for "Milk", but "Benjamin Button" may take the lead, and Mickey Rourke may get the lead acting award...mostly just because he's been away from being a lead actor for 14 years. Don't get me wrong, "The Wrestler" was a pretty good flick, but it was especially good because we are all in awe of Rourke's comeback and that he looks like that headhunter guy "Dog" something or other. Or maybe it's something or other and "Dog". Anywho, he looks like a worn piece of leather, and not in a sexy Brad Pitt, rugged around the eyes kind of a way either.

My Mom has had the flu for about 4 weeks, since she visited me in December. I know I gave her the flu and when she was here, I told her no hugs or kisses. I don't want my Mommy to get sick. She was like "Nonsense, I won't get sick." So I called her today, she sounded awful. I said "Mommy, I got you sick, I'm sorry". She laughed and said "Baby, you didn't get me sick so don't worry about it." It's so sweet that she still thinks I can do no wrong. She tells everyone I'm an angel. So...yes, my halo is invisible. It is so! My Mom says so!

Fabness from Season 3 of the office....
Michael Scott: "I'm not superstitious, I'm just a little stitious." I heart this show.
Oh, and Jim and Pam are the cutest fictitional pseudo couple ever!

Approaching Friday....-The Great and Powerful S