The dress theme of this year's Oscars seemed to be ugly beadwork and badly styled boobs. (Note to Jennifer Hudson - nobody at my house could hear what you were saying because OMG TUCK YOUR NIPPLE INTO YOUR DRESS YOU ARE ON TELEVISION!)

Cate Blanchett...I have no idea why your stylist thought it was a good idea to paste bubble gum all over your shoulders and torso. I'm so terribly sorry, because your hair looked amazing.

LAistas, was it really windy last night? There seemed to be an unusual number of bad windswept looks on the red carpet, less so inside the theater.

Is HBC pregnant/breastfeeding or just way more well-endowed than I generally think she is?

I liked Anne's hosting a lot. She just seemed so genuinely surprised and excited to be up on stage with ALL THESE FAMOUS PEOPLE! It was adorable and made me want to be her friend.

It is shameful beyond belief that True Grit did not win a single award. I was expecting at least cinematography and thought it had a good shot at adapted screenplay as well. (And I also loved both Inception and Social Network, so it's not like bad films won, but man, True Grit going home empty handed is not something I was expecting.)

Either that or it's time for you to go out of town.

I would, but I won't have any vacation time left at this rate.

I totally forgot about the oscars last night.

They're not for dicks and coke?

That and when you're in one, stop digging.

I loved Cate Blanchett's dress. She's just a leetle bit SWINTON so can get away with that shit.

I went to Texas, my friends got married, their dog ate the top layer of the cake, I have now eaten a taco for breakfast. The end.

Waffles for breakfast. There was a craving.

So far, Charlie Sheen's meltdown is more entertaining than Mel Gibson's but less entertaining than Britney Spears's. Probably based on how scary each is.

I have to share one of life's little victories from yesterday. At the shelter where we volunteeer, I've been working to re-socialize a tabby named Franklin (scroll down for his write-up). Franklin had to have several eye surgeries to correct an eyelid problem, and his vision appears to have been affected. The other cats started picking him, and he developed a very bad case of fear-aggression. When we started volunteering, he spent all his time on top of a cat tower in the far corner of the senior (quiet) room, and he'd become hostile whenever anyone went near him.

I've been working with Franklin for several months with some success. He stopped attacking anyone who came near him, and he hissed less. Yesterday, he spent the afternoon on a different cat tower in the middle of the room. I went over and, as usual, placed my hand on the tower in front of him. After a bit, his chin started dropping. He then put his paw over my fingers and rested his chin on that paw. A few minutes later, he started sniffing the sleeve of my shirt. By the end of the day, he even let me skritch that paw a little. Very gentle and very brief, but he even let me initiate contact!

I thought there was a very sweet, loving cat under that hostile facade. Looks like I may be right.

Aw, Fred. Bless you for not giving up on Franklin and for giving him a fine example of humanity at its best.

Much as it would make sense for me to volunteer at a shelter, I know it would be a very bad idea for everyone. So, thank YOU for doing that!

Sparky, insent.

That and when you're in one, stop digging.

CHARLIE WILL NEVER STOP DIGGING HOOKERS AND BLOW!

If Charlie actually lives through this (not something one can assume I think) and gets clean he'll just do a talkshow tour and be the beloved scamp once again. I hope he lives of course, but man will that be extra irritating.

Fred, I'm glad you're doing what you do. It's wonderful to see a traumatized animal relaxing and starting to trust again.