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How do I know when my mind is stretched too thin? When the Oscar nominations come out on 1/22/2008, and I don’t even THINK to look at them until 6:15 am on the 23rd!
Anyhoo, although I have not been a very faithful cinema-goer in the past year, I did discover this, upon reading through the noms:

I have actually met and chatted with one of the nominees for Best Actor in a Supporting Role! One year, at the Sundance Film Festival, I was invited to a private party featuring some of my favorite songwriters (Emmylou Harris, Patty Griffin, David Baerwald), who wound up doing their “show” sitting on barstools in the tiny living room of a mountainside condo. And Casey Affleck was one of the actors invited as well. We chatted for a while and learned we were big fans of these same writers.

It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad world. He’s tiny. FYI. It was sort of cooler the time I met Anthony Hopkins, but the Casey Affleck thing was much more casual and far less like a crazed woman from Texas running up to meet Hannibal Lecter while he was being the Grand Marshal of a 4th of July parade in Pacific Palisades, California, with his grandchildren. I’m not sayin’. I’m just sayin’.