Oscars

Of course, it's the Oscars tomorrow night. Every year I throw a soiree, even though I long ago stopped caring who wins.

This year, the nominees are the same five over and over: Benjamin Button, Slumdog Millionaire, Milk, Frost/Nixon, and The Reader. Sure, there are some categories that also feature The Wrestler, The Dark Knight, and Doubt. But very, very little variety in this year's nominations.

So my hope rests with the crazy dress. Which actress will imagine that she's being daring and reveal too much anatomy, or an unwarranted excess of confidence? It's a sad thing that I can work up excitement for these matters. But I can't wait.