Monday, February 28, 2011

Oscar Night: First Roundup of Tweets

This is why I love Twitter. It requires you to be witty in 140 characters or less. So I'll be live tweeting the Oscars, and during the commercial breaks-- where here in the UK they go to a panel of people I've never heard of talk about stuff-- I'll post my last roundup of tweets.

(It looks as though the nice people at Twitter will let me cut and paste exactly like it looks on my feed. So that's something.)

Maureen Stapleton
: Seriously? You just won an Oscar and you can't put your glasses in the right place? Or is this just some sort of arty thing?
Go Fug Yourself
by mastapleton
This show ALREADY fells like it's running long. - J
Maureen Stapleton
: The first upset of the night! The King's Speech doesn't win for some... technical award. Alice in Wonderland wins instead.
Maureen Stapleton
If Anne Hathaway wore a different dress on the red carpet than the one she's wearing now, does that count as a dress change?
Maureen Stapleton
This opening bit, though, just isn't working. Nice to see the moms and the grandmas, though.
Maureen Stapleton
I think this opening bit is pretty funny; with James Franco in a leotard and Back to the Future references and everything!
Maureen Stapleton
: Sky is killing time before things all kick off with people I've never heard of talking about the dresses. It's painful.
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Andy Borowitz
by mastapleton
Results of Internet Poll: 100% say James Franco is stoned

Oscar Night 2011!

Oscar Night 2011, or as I'm calling it, "The Night 'The King's Speech' Won."

We all want The King's Speech to win. You would think that Toy Story 3 would be the household favourite, for obvious reasons, but we like to back a winner. Also, some scenes were filmed in Greenwich, so we like to support our hometown.

Some thoughts before the Big Event Begins:

Dresses I love:
-Sandra Bullock in Vera Wang. (I know I've said this before, but when I finally get nominated as Best Actress, I'll wear Vera Wang to the ceremony).
-Helena Bonham Carter. I'm sure she's wearing Vivenne Westwood, as she usually does. It looks as though she went to the trouble of wearing matching shoes tonight. I hope she wins, particularly because I can see that she brought her mother to the ceremony.
- Helen Mirren looks amazing. Again. Something for all of us to shoot for when we get older.

Dresses that are making me wrinkle my nose in distaste:
-Scarlett Johansson. Hate the colour. Hate the lace. Hate the whole thing.
-Nicole Kidman. It's interesting, but I'm not sure about it.

-Natalie Portman looks beautiful, but incredibly nervous. If I were her, I'd be worried about The Curse of the Best Actress Win. Come on. Think about it. The last few years, nearly every woman who's won it (with the exception of Helen Mirren) ended up breaking up with their husband or partner. Maybe she doesn't want to suffer the same fate.

-Gwyneth Paltrow looks like a female version of Oscar. I wonder if she'll talk about this on Goop. It's hard to believe she's got a cookbook coming out later this year, looking at her in that dress.

So I'll be here all night. Or not, if it gets boring. I was thinking about this before. The need to see it all live is not as great as it once was. We'll see if I last the night.

Saturday, February 05, 2011

First Person / The Sleepy Bowl

The following is a column I wrote that appears in today's Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. If you want to read it on the P-G site, as well as read all of the essential Super Bowl news, click here. For those of you too lazy to click on a link, I've copied and pasted it below.
First Person / The Sleepy Bowl
Pity us expats who must watch the Steelers in the wee hours
Saturday, February 05, 2011

LONDON -- When I tell my friends here that I'll be cheering for Big Ben on Sunday, they think I'm talking about England's most famous timepiece. Such is the problem for diehard Steelers fans living in a foreign country.

As the Steelers once again march their way into the Super Bowl, spare a thought for those of us who must go to extraordinary lengths to support our favorite team.

It is not for us to have a comfortable Sunday afternoon of getting the snacks and sofas ready for the big game. No, our Super Bowl Sunday involves careful preparation.

We have to beg off on Sunday invitations, as the day must be spent conserving energy and taking naps. As we are five hours ahead of Pittsburgh, the game is scheduled to kick off at 11:30 p.m. London time, and it won't end until the early hours of the morning.

It is not for us to enjoy the game with a big platter of wings, a big bowl of cheese dip and a large vat of chili. In the United States, food consumption on Super Bowl Sunday may be second only to Thanksgiving, but our most trusted culinary companions during the game will be big mugs of strong coffee.

That said, it certainly is possible that if at 2 a.m. the Steelers are winning and I'm feeling a bit peckish, I might wander into the kitchen to rustle up a Primanti Brothers-like sandwich with cole slaw and fries. It won't be as good, but Primanti's doesn't deliver to our ZIP code.

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Discussing the game with friends and neighbors can be challenging. If I were to say, "The Pittsburgh Steelers are playing the Green Bay Packers in the Super Bowl," the entire sentence would need to be translated to my British friends.

In the face of quizzical expressions, I would find myself expressing the importance of the game this way, "The American football team, the Pittsburgh Steelers, from my husband's hometown and the city where we got married, are playing another American football team, the Green Bay Packers, who are supported by fans called 'cheeseheads' in an end-of-season matchup called the Super Bowl, which is like the Champions League Final."

I could translate the latter part of that sentence for you, but this could go on all day.

In a land devoid of news about The Big Game, this morning the beating of my heart quickened when BBC's Radio 4-- like National Public Radio, but with a British accent-- said they had a report from Pittsburgh. But rather than a story on something important -- such as Mike Tomlin's game strategy or Troy Polamalu's hair or Brett Keisel's beard -- it was about East Liberty's Conflict Kitchen. Interesting, but not what I wanted to hear.

Following the report on Conflict Kitchen came the sports report. I thought a few sentences about the Super Bowl surely would be the perfect transition between a story about Pittsburgh and sports. Alas, no.

No mention of The Big Game, and worse, the first sports report was about England's one-day international cricket match against the Australians in which the British scored 333 for 6.

I could translate that last sentence for you, but again, this could go on all day.

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Another big thing you miss as a Steelers fan abroad is the communal joy (or despair, but let's stay positive here) following a Steelers game.

If we were living in Pittsburgh, we could talk about the game with anyone, including strangers on the street. I can't do that here, as people would think I had lost the plot. I might even be called barmy. At least the Steelers fans we know and love are only a phone call or e-mail away.

So when you're gathered around the television set on Sunday to watch the Steelers beat the Packers, spare a thought for those of us on the other side of the world, awake in the middle of the night and cheering as quietly as possible so we don't wake the rest of the house.

As the Steelers lift their seventh Lombardi Trophy early Monday morning in London or mid-afternoon in Asia, one thing will unite Steelers fans around the world: A feeling of absolute joy.

Maureen Stapleton, a writer, moved from the United States to London 12 years ago and has watched a lot of Steelers games in the middle of the night.


Read more: http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/11036/1123060-109.stm#ixzz1D4yyjEUX

Thursday, January 06, 2011

Ghost of Christmas Past

Today, Twelfth Night, is officially the day we should be taking down the tree. But we did it on Sunday, as the tree had done its duty and it had begun to look a bit droopy.

However, to celebrate 12th Night, here's one last picture of the Christmas season 2010 using some cool setting on our camera. Neat, huh?

Monday, December 13, 2010

Thursday, December 02, 2010

London's Winter Wonderland

We're on Day 3 of Snowy London here. The summary of what we've done to enjoy it is thus: sledding in the park, hot chocolate, Wii Party, Christmas films and taking out the Christmas Decorations.

Here's some pictures, because everyone knows pictures are worth a thousand words.






Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Happy St. Andrew's Day

Happy St. Andrew's Day!
St. Andrew is the patron saint of Scotland, Greece and Russia.
When we were in Scotland last month, Thing One said, "I feel quite special, because there are St. Andrew's flags everywhere!"

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Flamingos make a Flamingo


The clue about this amaing picture is in the title: Flamingos make a Flamingo. The picture was taken by wildlife photographer Robert Haas for (who else?) National Geographic. Divine intervention or just good luck? Who knows, who cares. It's a great picture. To read more about it, go to the Guardian story.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Halloween 2010

We had a raucous Halloween this year, which is truly the only type of Halloween to have. I present to you here our costume offerings.

On the left you will see The Black Knight from "Monty Python and the Holy Grail." His uncle, who made MarathonMum watch said movie countless times in high school, no doubt is brimming with pride. He spent most of the day uttering the phrases, "It's only a flesh wound!" or "I'm invincible!" or (most popular) "Tis but a scratch." The coolest thing about the costume, not captured here, was that his left arm detached, leaving him with a stump to carry around, and a bloody armpit. Very cool. (Thanks eBay!)

On the right you will see our fearless hero, the World War II Fighter Pilot. It's still undetermined if said pilot was fighting for the British or the Americans, but he was definitely on the side of the Allies. The moustache didn't stay on for long, so it's a good thing we captured it on film. The genuine fighter pilot jacket, given to him by his uncle the fighter pilot, just barely fit, but it was good enough for Halloween. Not pictured is the map he drew on the back of his bandana featuring all the notable landmarks of Greenwich's landscape-- our house, school, the park and his best friends houses.

Happy Halloween, everyone.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Learning Lasts a Lifetime


Yesterday I found out that my favourite journalism teacher, June Lytel-Murphy had passed away. She was an amazing woman who taught me so much about so much.

These are among the most important things she taught me:

10. A good writer is a good reader.
9. You'll get the best answers by being a good listener.
8. Heavy earrings can do damage to your earlobes. Please be careful.
7. If you have a strong opinion about something, be sure you have the facts to back up your position.
6. No female over the age of 18 should be referred to as a "girl." She is a woman. Please change the copy accordingly.
5. Don't get fancy with the word "said." No "exclaimed" or "argued" or "shouted." If "said" is good enough for the New York Times, it's good enough for you.
4. Every person in the world has an interesting story to tell. If you think a person is boring, you're asking the wrong questions.
3. Believe in yourself.
2. If you don't stick up for yourself, no one else will.
1. An enthusiastic feminist is the only type of feminist to be. (See also No. 2)

My friend Dante said it best when he wrote, "Good teachers never leave you."

Godspeed, Juney the L. You were an amazing mentor and friend.