I'm happy to report that I can safely cross the People's Choice Awards off my must-see television programs. Whatta snooze! I'm a big fan of awards shows but this one blew. It was a b-lister's paradise, very sad. It was supposed to be a 30th anniversary kind of gala, but instead it was more like a telethon with little interstitials that sounded like begging from former winners. They'd have Mary Tyler Moore saying something like, "I won five of 'em. Please don't let 'em end. The people's choice awards are great. They're awesome. I have some." At one point one of these celebrities even put seemed to plea for the show's master of ceremonies Army Archerd job, who I'm sorry to say could barely read his copy off the teleprompter. And they pulled a weathered Mac "Baby Don't Get Hooked On Me" Davis out of some spider hole and made him say that he had been reduced to a trivia question.
Oh yeah, Charlie Sheen and Jon Cryer hosted. Not pretty.
I've always been a Golden Globes girl myself.
