THE ACADUMMY AWARDS ONE WEEK AFTER

Not that I would call Jamie Foxx a dummy. In fact, I like him. He's made me laugh when I've seen his movies. But there aren't many anymore who do.

True Grit, I thought was a lock, but an English movie took best pic. I could care less or I couldn't care less. I think I prefer I couldn't care less, because if one could care less then, well he might care just a little. If he couldn't care less, that's it: he doesn't care in the least, and that's me. What I mean is, I liked The King's Speech a lot. Firth definitely was great, but I don't care who gets the hardware. So often it's too political, but what isn't anymore?

I was certain Natalie Portman (see I know some actresses, who for some reason like to be called actors, too, nowdays {or is it nowadays} ) would win the female Oscar for best actress/ actor/performer. But as cosmo as I am, I couldn't make myself see a movie about the ballet. So rather than take the word of those who vote from the acadummy, I'll just chalk it up to another sowhatwhocares.

Best song? Well, it's been awhile since I remember a best song, so I'll pass on that one. Along with all the other categories except for best foreign film animation. That one always kept me on the edge and I've bitten off more than one fingernail in anticipation. Yeah, right.

The host/hostess were terrible from what I heard. The best supporting female, whose name could be reversed and she would be as recognizable to me, showed herself to be short on manners and vocabulary. What's new? Even my bud Steven Tyler has trouble that way. I guess after years of profanity it must be hard to quit even though cameras are in their faces. That was said with my bleep tongue in cheek. And I didn't see The Fighter, but I have a hard time thinking she out-acted Maddie in Grit.

Maybe next year, I' ll watch. If someone chains me to my chair.