You're gonna be bothered by how cool I am.

I'm watching the Critic's Choice awards right now, and I have never missed award show drivel so much. D.L. Hughley is a funny guy, but his standard comedy fare is fast getting stale as award show banter. And OMG the awkwardness of the introductions and the weirdness of around half of the nominees (and winners, obviously) not even being there to accept. Miramax's president just got up to accept the Best Picture award because NO ONE from the film, except for ONE of its stars, was there (and he'd already been up twice - once for himself and once for someone else).

Although LOLOLOL at Leslie Mann and her foul mouth! The censors bleeped one of her f-words, but missed the second. And then Marcia Gay Harden went out to present Best Actor and made a joke about her coccyx pain and how appropriate it was for her to have such an aptly named injury as she was presenting an award to male actors (pronounce it in your head, and you'll see what she was going for). Basically, tonight was Award Show Blue. And THEN Javier Bardem made an incredibly ballsy joke about President Bush. So maybe there's something to be said for the unscripted approach. It certainly makes for unpredictability.

I know award shows are incredibly superfluous and self-congratulatory, but ... I really, really love the Oscars. Please, can we end the writer's strike before they happen? I want the gowns and the schmaltz and the montages and the awesomely bad jokes. Please fix it, plzplzplz!