January 14, 2014
I get a lot of Imponderables from News of The Weird or from my local New York papers. (New York’s Motto: “We’re weird, but not as weird as L.A.”) So today we go to the weirdest part of Los Angeles, Hollywood.
Yup, that’s a barrel of laughs. I’m sure Michael J. Fox is still laughing over that one. He’s been enjoying the humor of Parkinson’s for decades now.
E! rushed out an apology. “We regret the insensitive classification of Michael J Fox’s Parkinson’s diagnosis during our E online live stream. We understand the serious nature of the disease and sincerely apologize.”
Who wrote that “fun fact”? And who approved it?
The question is Imponderable. But I think I unearthed the answer.
Mr. Blog's Tepid Ride 
The ONLY way that the Golden Globes could even ** slightly ** interest me is if they had Cindy Crawford & Salma Hayek look – alikes ( & some Marilyn Monroe & Olivia Wilde look – alikes ) dance nude on the stage to the music of Carlos Santana & / or Tito Puente. Otherwise it’s self – indulgent pablum for Hollyweird celebrities.
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On the other hand… No, wait, there is no other hand.
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The device has not been invented that could measure my indifference to awards shows in general, even if a tv series or movie that I like is up for nomination. REALLY.
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You mean you don’t like a beautiful people onanistic love fest?
I totally concur and esp hate it when actors talk about their characters in the third person. “Oh, she’s my best friend and she really knows what she wants.”
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Award shows – TEE – DEE – YOUS. Boring. Pat – on – the – back / masturbatory & dull unless one is in show biz. A chance to dress up, parade down a red carpet & show off the plastic surgery & ( sometimes botched ) botox work for the public.
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What bugs me about award shows is, well, everything you guys just said.
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I’d rather watch dried paint flake or a faucet drip. 🙂
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