I just read the last few pages from yesterday's posts.
Dear esteemed BK:
Der Brucer and I don't usually join in the festivities during the Oscarcast, or during the Tonys for that matter. As der B pointed out, it would require us getting up from the living room, running into the den where the computer is located, then running back to the living room (and having to back up to the point where we had jumped up, so that we wouldn't miss anything), and back and forth and so on.
This upsets the dogs, who would really rather that we settle down so that they can settle down on top of us.
And we both much prefer concentrating on the show (and making derisive comments after) over kibbutzing on-line while the show is running. We kibbutz enough between ourselves during the broadcast. What you get here, afterwards, is our distilled kibbutz - a much finer brew.
I sort of watched the little musicale that Hugh and Beyonce did, using the television in the kitchen, while I was getting dinner on the table. From what I could tell, it wasn't worth my full attention.