Oscar Thoughts

Thoughts on the 2009 Oscars...
1) What the hell was Jessica Biel wearing? It looked like they sewed a sack to the bodice of her dress so that she had a place to stash her drivers' license, a spare lipstick, and another pair of shoes. Really, does she need to carry a purse, too? It seems a bit superfluous.
2) Ditto the WTF to Tilda Swinton. Great actress. And I know she doesn't have the most feminine silhouette. However, that doesn't excuse her Horrible taste in clothing.
3) I'm completely sick of the Forrest Gump/Benjamin Button comparisons. What's the difference between the two movies? I had absolutely no emotional reaction to Forrest Gump. On the other hand, I could barely watch the last half hour of Benjamin Button because I was a complete wreck.
4) My sweetie just made me a white knot. He even went to Michaels' and bought the white ribbon for it.
5) I was slightly confused when they didn't honor Heath Ledger "in memoriam." Then I remembered that they did it last year. However, I'm still mystified that they didn't give a posthumous shout-out to George Carlin. I mean, his performance in "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" may not have been Oscar-worthy (nor his performances in some of Kevin Smith's films), but the man left an indelible mark on the entertainment industry.
6) Now that I'm off my soapbox... Let me add that I'm absolutely thrilled that "Slumdog Millionaire" dominated the awards. It was truly a stunning film. And it made me think of one of my favorite songs-- Daler Mehndi's "Tanuk Tanuk Tun."

Enjoy!

There's actually a great story behind this video. If I get a chance, I may share it.

You Asked For It

It's been a while since I introduced a new theme for the blog, so here we go: Introducing, "You Asked For It," a post in which I peek at the search queries that brought you (or at least someone) here.

From the UK:
Cape Coral Beaches. I hate to break it to you, but there's only one beach in Cape Coral. And it ain't great. It's a little man-made beach with east-coast sand (if you've ever been to both sides of Florida, you know that gulf beaches have beautiful, fine, white sand. East coast beaches are more like a kitty litter box. But I digress) and dirty river water.

Now, that's not to say that our little beach doesn't have a certain charm. It's rarely crowded. It's in a residential area with no touristy junk. It takes about six minutes to get there from our condo. And, any time of year, you might--- just might-- see an overweight, hairy, European tourist in a banana-hammock. And the next time I see one, I'll be sure to post a picture.

From Pennsylvania:
Cape May Bridge. Cape May is, from what I can figure out, in New Jersey. I've never been there. And, more interestingly, I can't figure out how someone would find this blog while looking for the Cape May Bridge. I googled yahooed "Cape May Bridge" and didn't find me. I yahooed "Cape May Bridge Peaches" and didn't find me. I yahooed "Cape May Bridge Beaches" and still didn't find me. As a last ditch effort, I yahooed "Cape May Bridge Sportslady," and the first entry was about me, but my blog was the second website that popped up. So whomever found this blog was looking really hard.

And at last, an oldie but a goodie:
Nude Linda Cohn. I'm not quite sure what the fascination is. I mean, she's an attractive woman, in an ESPN-anchor kind of way. And she certainly knows her sports. But I'd take a guess that more people come to this blog looking for nude pictures of Linda Cohn than any other reason. And guess what? They aren't finding them here.

Tweedle-Dee

So, if you're a regular reader of this blog (and you actually still come here on occasion? You must be a better friend than I thought!), you've undoubtedly noticed something new above. Yep. There. Just above my most recent post.

As the social-media know-it-all at work, I realized I spend way too much time updating MySpace, Facebook, and Twitter pages. And not nearly enough time on this blog.

I've already synced-up my twitter page with my facebook profile, so I figured it couldn't be too hard to do the same to my blog. And since Cory's an even bigger web-nerd than I am, he figured out how to do it. So I looked up the code and did the same.

I update my Twitter page fairly regularly... typing up weird little micro-posts and sending pictures from my phone. So even if I haven't posted to the blog recently, you'll get my 4 most recent "tweets" by checking in. And if you click "follow me on twitter," you'll see all of my recent tweets.

And by the way, thanks for sticking around. I keep promising that I'll post more this year than last... maybe my tweets will help me to fulfill that goal!

Florida Flavor

My parents are both birdwatchers. And they've tried to get me into it. Sure, there's a certain charm to ornithology. But my personal hobby is people-watching. And it's quite a hobby in itself.

For example, check out this gem we stumbled across today at the Blues Traveler concert. Even better, he stood still long enough for us to get some pictures without startling him. Happy Valentine's Day to us!

Honestly, the photo doesn't even do him justice. He was much more impressive in person.

Only In Florida

Ok, ok... I know. I did it again... leaving my blog to wither and die while I'm off perusing other websites like Twitter and Facebook.

But lately, our very own Cape Coma has become a hotbed for freakitude. Sure, Florida's always been a hot mess... but usually it's on the east side of the state. Apparently, the migration has made its way to our side of the state. Call it Manifest Destiny, I guess.

I submit, for your reading pleasure, two recent gems from our fair hamlet:

Cape Coral- January 14, 2009
Cape Coral shoplifter run over twice by getaway car
To summarize: A woman walks into our local TJ Maxx, stuffs six purses into her pants, and walks out the front door. The store's crack loss prevention team (not to be confused with a loss prevention team on crack) follows the suspect outside. A silver Saturn comes squealing up, and the suspect, pants still full of purses, tries unsuccessfully to leap inside. Instead, she misses, and gets run over.

I quote from the News-Press article: "Undaunted and apparently none the worse for wear, the woman got up and jumped onto the hood of the car while the driver headed for the parking lot exit.... the woman fell off the hood and was run over again."

Here's the best part. Somewhere in all the mess, a check-- made out to the suspect--fell out of the car. Oh, and the "getaway" car was registered in her name.

Cape Coral- February 4, 2008
Cape Coral man arrested for "dirty date" with blow-up doll

There's a shopping center a couple of miles from my house... it has a Publix (which is a grocery store) and a Target, along with a couple smaller stores in between. At about five in the afternoon on Wednesday, the parking lot was particularly busy. See, a crowd surrounded a Lincoln Town Car, watching in disgust/horror/confusion/glee as a man inside the car was molesting his two inflatable girlfriends.

Officers arrived and got him out of the car-- he was wearing shorts with "a large opening in the front." The shorts were confiscated, presumably as evidence. TruTV has already contacted the powers-that-be about covering the case.

By the way, he claims his intent was to purchase clothing for his "ladyfriends" at the nearby Target. No mention of buying himself a new pair of shorts.

One of my co-workers probably put it best: "Wow. I can only imagine the look of surprise on his girlfriends' faces when the police pulled up."

Priceless.