Oh no, not them again...

WELL folks, another year, another "night of nights", where the stars all decide to rock up somewhere in absolutely horrendous outfights that no one really has the guts to say are terrible.
It’s a night where celebrities get to get up on stage, make some banal comments thanking everyone they’ve ever come in contact with, and go off and get intoxicated on their drug of choice.
It’s a night that feeds the gossip mags for the next six months, where they can sit there and analyse stars who are overweight, underweight, drugged out or breaking up with their partners after being spotted with Angelina Jolie at an after party.
I’m talking about the Oscars of course, although it could just as well be the Brownlow Medal, the Logies, the Allan Border Medal etc etc.
Apart from the obvious attractions of people far more wise (apparently?) than me deciding which movies should get awards, there’s very little interest.
Ok, that’s a lie - I like checking out what the young females are wearing as much as the next chick, although it is for slightly different reasons.
But the rest of it? Utterly, utterly boring.
Speaking of celebrities, there’s a few hum dingers coming down to Australia.
Prince Frederick and Princess Mary are already back in Mary’s home country, leading to more people gushing about how lucky we are to have our very own royal, and isn’t it just wonderful?
Sweden’s Princess Victoria - who despite being from the land of the blondes isn’t really someone you’d jump over rivers for - and our own Prince Charles, future head of this great land, will be coming as well.
Given that none of them will be coming down to Cooma for a feed at the local, I’m not really all that interested.
Yet, time and again, because these people are famous we’re supposed to sit there and gush all over them.
Here’s a tip that should get the punters interested: why not get Roy and HG to commentate from the Oscars?
It’d be great - Aussie wit meets Hollywood looks and egos.
Now THAT would be interesting.