Last year we were unable to witness from the cozy confines of our own home the greatness that is a self-celebratory wankfest, mainly due to a certain cable company promising things they couldn’t hold.
Today we’re on the eve of the first Oscar Night in our very own living room, accompanied by my sister and two friends. I’m looking forward to it very much, not least because we’ve made sure to purchase only the finest and of course the most of the foods available in this part of the world.
I hope you all have a fun night too.
Yours,
Dick Tracy
PS: Yes, only certain people will be able to comprehend my rather ingenious nom de plume, and yes, the powers of the almighty and ever so gracious copyright and trademark laws governing such precious creative outputs as the name “Oscar” should have forced me to add a tiny “R” next to “Oscar”. But I just couldn’t be arsed.