Out of boredom, waiting for glue to dry so I could stain a repaired tray, I turned on the TV to watch part of the Oscar spectacle around 9:30 pm Sunday night. I haven’t watched the Hollywood spectacle for years and I quickly regret my decision to tune in.
It was late in the evening, I was glued in front of your small TV and watched The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock. My Grandmother had long gone to bed, the living room was dark, and I enjoyed staying up late, as every child does.
The coming Sunday, just like every year, golden Oscars will be handed over to the creme de la creme. Hollywood will celebrate Hollywood, and only the best and worthy will win -so they say.