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February 22, 2013

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I'm looking forward to seeing the Oscars, but sadly we have a funeral to attend in the afternoon first.

Henry Hank Chapin

I couldn't believe how terrible the speeches were last year. I thought to myself, these are trained actors and they have no clue about how to make a good speech. It better improve this year or they are going to lose me as an audience. I'm sure they're quaking in their boots over that threat.
:-) But the number of good films nominated this year means I may peek in while having the third enormous volume of "The Last Lion," the biography of Winston Churchill open and ready to go in case they get too giggly narcissistic.

Hattie

Kay: Well, I hope at least the weather clears up.
Hank: We provide them with their narcissistic supply. So we are important, and what we think about them and their enterprises is what they live for, whereas to us they are just entertainment.

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