1. I didn't even know that the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame thing was last night until it had already been on for an hour; we watched Patti Smith, all the while wondering if we'd missed R.E.M. Van Halen's induction was incredibly wierd, as only Michael Anthony and Sammy Hagar showed up, and then Velvet Revolver played one or two songs and it was absurd. We ended up DVR-ing the rest of the show because by that point it was 11:30 and we couldn't stand to watch yet another montage, and Jay-Z's induction speech for Grandmaster Flash seemed to be a bit awkward. And so we watched the rest of it this morning before going to work; Eddie Vedder made a really great induction speech, and then R.E.M. came out and they played a few songs, most notably "I Wanna Be Your Dog" with Patti Smith, and Peter Buck was clearly drunk and belligerent and at the end of the set he threw his amp off the front of the stage hitting some poor dude in the shins.
Frankly, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is kind of ridiculous, but having R.E.M. and Grandmaster Flash get inducted last night means that the next few years might actually be worth watching; maybe we'll get Jane's Addiction, Public Enemy and the Pixies?
2. We also watched Stranger Than Fiction, which was actually quite good; Emma Thomson was magnificent, and Will Ferrell was great. Dustin Hoffman basically played the cousin of his character in I Heart Huckabees, and I'm not sure what Queen Latifah was doing in this movie at all, but whatever. The movie itself is clearly indebted to The Truman Show, but somehow less annoying and preachy; anyway, certainly worth a rental.
That's it for this morning; still very tired and foggy.