A Leaky Cauldron, of Sorts brings you another poll. Another three polls, actually! The Oscars are just a week away, and yet again the Academy has forgotten to mail my ballot. I'm guessing they forgot yours, too. No worries! We'll let the movie-going community know what we think with the polls below. AND! Until Wednesday, I'll be accepting write-ins that I'll add to the poll, just in case your favorite movie of 2005 got overlooked by the snobby film community.
Did you catch that, Dubya?
What you would have heard, had you been listening in on my phone calls last week.
"You know what I've learned? Poop is proportional."
-Me to my mom while house-sitting for my friend Jill, whose BIG black lab leaves larger calling cards that wee little Bandit.
"It's not like you're socially impotent or anything."
-Sarah, to me
"If you're not going to connect me to someone who can solve my problem, you can at least get me a cup of coffee. Or maybe a margarita."
-Me, after wasting an hour on the phone with HP tech support, being transfered from one department to the next. No worries! Now I have the direct number to the Executive Complaint Line. (I can hook you up if you need it, but it might cost you a cup of coffee. Or maybe a margarita.)