The Oscars

I'll be honest, I pretty much don't care.

I'll watch some red carpet interviews, the opening of the actual award ceremony, and a half hour in I'm pretty much over it, and wander off to do something else before bed.

Oh yeah, and this is in Michigan, where the Oscars start at 9 and are 2,000 miles away.

Now, when they show people arriving, I know they're arriving on my turf. I live 3.4 miles from the Oscars, and knowing there are SO many famous people concentrated a few miles that way is just trippy. Oh, and now it starts at 6 for me instead of 9. So I was shocked to find that I sat and watched the entire thing, while doing a puzzle with R that the kids hadn't finished over the weekend. And every time I saw a face of someone I particularly admired as an actor, I had to remind myself "they're right there. Literally, right down the street". As proof, I would remind myself of all the street closures I'd had to navigate around the past few days, how clogged Franklin had become on my way home from work.

The next day, I briefly flicked through some pictures and commentary, laughed at all the details people seemed to want (what were they eating? I mean really, who needs to know what celebrities are eating??) and went right back to not caring again. Also, I realized that if I ever walked past some of these people going incognito on the street with their hats and huge sunglasses (and I'm almost positive that I have) I wouldn't recognize them at all.

I'm bad at Hollywood, but I like living here.