It was the first Oscars I watched almost all the way through in years. And I enjoyed it. AND I took the bait, live-posting snarky and (I thought) funny barbs about what I liked and what I didn't. I got pissed at Travolta for fucking up the name of a Broadway goddess, and defended Pink's phrasing issues during "Over The Rainbow", on the grounds that it's BECAUSE she was out of her idiom that the performance was, in its way, unique and powerful (and she sang the intro, which NOBODY does). I loved that The Edge didn't shove a delay pedal into my neck, the way he does on 99% of what U2 plays. I played along and was entertained.