Let's Get it Started, Let's Get Retarded

As you know, I am a huge black eyed peas fan.

As you also know, the festive and most important holiday season is upon us. That is right, official nominating season begins, as always on the 19th of September, a mere 63 days away from opening festivities at the annual Joey, Lauren, Lowell, and newly added Brad Thanksgiving Extravaganza.

Perhaps this is only me, but i have very little to look forward to, so this is literally and figuratively, even imaginatively, the highlight of my year.

So I will throw a hat into the ring. I will mark the official begining. Mind you, in no way am i "pulling a slater" or "Kuffing Up" as we saw with the sad but overly eager nomination of everyone's favorite 5th place nominee Christian Slater. This is the real deal, no more "Swartzengering" around. Let us see what we can "Russell" up here by moving away from the past. Hmm, someone debonair, someone mysterious, someone, so enigmatic that vomit has never even thought of exiting their mouths, yes, this someone has been around for ages, has spanned every genre, has bantered America to ecstacy with their own talk show. I will no longer delay, but will only list a few of the winning films, then post a beauty shot of the man, the myth, the grail we seek.

Clifford
Beethoven
So I married an Axe Murderer
Midnight Run
Beethoven's 2nd
Heart and Souls
Dave
Grown-Ups
and perhaps his best work
The Great Muppet Caper

A man whose dry, yet slightly creamy sarcasm cuts this deep deserves nothing less than the spotlight, or at least the guest of honor position.



That is right, The Venerable Charles Grodin. Point, Set, Match.