oh, james
March 8th, 2010 Posted in key largowhat is james cameron’s mood this morning? what did he do last night, after getting shut out of the oscars, after his ex-wife won for both best director and best picture? did he get really drunk? did he go home and cry, or did he smash things?
i’m pretty sure he didn’t cry. he definitely seems more like the kind of guy who would get mad and do a lot of smashing of things.
after kathryn bigelow won for best director they showed james and he was clapping and he looked like he was genuine about it.
but they didn’t show his reaction when she won for best picture. “the hurt locker” also won best editing, sound editing sound mixing and original screenplay. that couldn’t have helped james’ mood.
when we were watching the awards last night amy said that james cameron was a horrible person and she was going to tell us a story about him during a commercial but then that never happened, and this morning i wonder what that story was, and how, exactly, amy personally knew about what a bastard he is.
during the show i kept thinking about when he won for “titanic” he proclaimed himself king of the world. when he won last night, what was he going to say? i mean, where do you go from king of the world? i suppose you could say you were king of all the universe and the galaxies beyond and infinity. but that would just sound like bragging.
maybe he didn’t win because he really is a very big asshole and everybody in hollywood knows it so they didn’t vote for him. i can probably read all about it right here, but maybe i’ll wait a while.
i thought steve martin and alec baldwin were pretty funny hosting together, but they could have been funnier. i liked the opening number, with neil patrick harris singing and dancing. but then the program just went on…and on…and on…almost forever. there were very many great huge dresses and i can’t imagine actually getting into a car in many of them. i somehow doubt that the women in the enormous gowns wore jeans and carried the dresses with them. jennifer lopez’s dress was particularly enormous, and you’d think it would have gotten crushed in the car driving over. maybe she had to lie on her side, because the huge protusion was mostly just on one side.
ok, enough about that, bring on the pelicans!
first, this is the view from the balcony outside the b&b lobby where we had breakfast.
and here’s kevin enjoying a bagel.
pelicans, and behind them are the outside bars across the bay. in front of the pelicans is a pair of crocs. there was also a wet suit hanging on a railing – i think somebody from the hotel went out in a boat every morning to catch fish, and left their shoes there on the dock.
this is our suite. that window up on the top is kevin and my bedroom. below, extending halfway across the frame, is our whole suite. it was HUGE. on the left behind the trees is a big screen porch. the b&b really looked like a small hotel, with only 14 rooms. ours was the only one with a name, the key lime suite.
two smaller rooms on the right, and the lobby balcony on the left where we had breakfast.
i’ve never seen a pelican lying down, and i like that they look like giant meatloaves.
i’ve never seen a pelican so up-close before.
there were plenty of these birds out on the water…i just can’t remember their names.
this is my favorite picture, mr. pelican with his crocs.
this is the hotel looking from the dock.
and here’s the view looking out over the ocean.
i did take a few pictures of things other than pelicans, but not so many. i remember that when we were in scotland i wasn’t happy that kevin didn’t take many pictures of the different hotel rooms…but i didn’t take ANY pictures of our vast suite! it was vast, and very nice…but i really most enjoyed watching the pelicans.
i feel like i haven’t sat down since we got back. maybe there will be some sitting-down in my future today.
ok then,
monday morning grace.