Meow! Golden Globes Report!

Don't get me wrong. I actually enjoy watching the Golden Globe Awards and I did last night as well. It's fun to watch the celebs get dressed up and party hearty. I mean, maybe I'm in my pajamas, but they're not. Well, at least not most of them.


The first presenter of the evening, Jennifer Lopez, was dressed like the Golden Globe statuette. You can take the girl out of Spanish Harlem, but, blah, blah, blah ...

First of all, what was Cameron Diaz doing there, and secondly, what was she thinking? Every time a camera took a shot of her she looked as if she had just done a shot of spazz juice. Some people age gracefully. Ms. Diaz is not one of them.

Does Renee Zellweger ever actually open her eyes? Obviously not or she wouldn't have gone out of the house looking like this.

Mickey Rourke, bloated over-the-hill actor, won an award for portraying a bloated over-the-hill wrestler. Who says he can't act?

Marisa Tomei doesn't look like she wants to be there. Did she know she wasn't going to win an award for her portrayal of Mickey Rourke's stripper/lap dancer girlfriend?

Most of the attendees looked very nice and behaved well, but what fun is that? Just leave a saucer of warm milk for me by the door.