If this video (via) doesn’t make you want to wear a seatbelt every time you’re in a car, I don’t know what else will. Simple in execution, so powerful in message. Perfect PSA.
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Some thoughts on last night:
- Favorite dress of the night? Rachel McAdams in Elie Saab. Not just because I adore Rachel McAdams, but because she looks like a stunning watercolor painting. Beautiful.
- I may be the only one in the world that did, but the dance numbers during the Original Score nominations were amazing. And I’m SO HAPPY that Up won in that category, especially since it was shut out of the Best Picture win. (Yes, Up was the best movie of the year. I’ll defend that to the death.)
- Best speech of the night? Stanley Tucci talking about Meryl Streep.
- I feel bad for Adam Shankman. I really like him as a person, and think he’s a great entertainer, but he’s going to get skewered for this show, especially after the serious lack of chemistry between Baldwin and Martin.
- Robbed: Up (Picture, Original Screenplay), Carey Mulligan (Actress), The White Ribbon (Foreign Language, Cinematography), An Education (Adapted Screenplay).
- Can someone please make an Academy Awards night that stays under 3 hours? Please, I need my beauty sleep.
This weekend, the “flutters” part of my heart has been very active. <3
What a lovely two days.
It’s Maria’s birthday today, which means it’s pretty much the best day of the year. Have you sent her birthday wishes yet? If not, what are you waiting for?
In today’s dose of things that are incredibly awesome…
Mean Disney Girls: Disney characters sync’d with the Mean Girls movie trailer.
Washington Irving (via)
I get to see my mom tonight! Yay!
According to the kind folks at Tumblr who sent me an email this morning, Squandrous just turned 3 years old today. That’s about eight years younger than my main blog, but I love them both just the same.
Here’s to many more years — maybe?
a breath or a blink of you,
I’d give anything.
When I move to my next apartment in Toronto in a month or so, I think that I will have house rules posted on the wall. And I will allow all my close friends that come to visit to edit the rules and add to the list, until I get to a point where my list of rules will reflect the best parts of all the people I love.
Roger Ebert, in his own voice:
This preview clip in which he demonstrates his new voice for the first time (created by a Scottish company using hours of audio from his TV show and DVD commentaries, which he lost in multiple surgeries that you already know about because you are a human being with intelligence and curiosity who pays attention to the world around him/her, but if for some reason you missed the Esquire profile of him, which is seriously great, stop missing it), is already too heartbreaking and too heartwarming for words.
Did anyone manage to watch Oprah yesterday when he was on, or know where I can find it online? I’m not the biggest Oprah fan, but I would love to see Ebert’s interview on the show, especially knowing the close relationship he has with Oprah.
Lots of pillows = important. (I’ve only learned this recently.)
I am exhausted. Not in the “been a long day” sense, but in the “haven’t had a good night’s sleep in weeks” sense. My body is physically drained, but when I go to bed I can barely string together twenty minutes of sleep before I wake up again and stare at the ceiling for half an hour before I doze off again.
I think I just need to get home for a little while, and I’ll be okay.
Or maybe I just need to find an isolated bench in a secluded part of a park on a sunny and warm weekday afternoon and just let myself lie there until I get pulled into a deep and peaceful slumber.
Either way, I need a nap.





