02-28-05 - 8:15 a.m.
my first oscar night in a different state, new town. i learned a lesson; shop early for goodies, because fallon's idea of fashionable fare is frozen tgi friday's mozzarella sticks. but what the hell; mediocre food for a mediocre telecast; whatever happened to edgy presenters scoring big boos with radical opinions? and where was jack, bestowing his shark grin on everyone from the front row? thank god for champagne. after the first bottle, hilary swank's constant clint-eastwood-ass-kissing mattered about as much as the drop cloths over my furniture; i'm finally painting away the nevada neutral tones of chez sage.