I’ve been hearing from lots of people that they believe that Heath Ledger should win an Oscar for his role as Joker in The Dark Knight because “you can’t see Heath Ledger in Joker”.

As great of a movie The Dark Knight is and as incredible the character of Ledger’s Joker was, I just don’t feel as though Ledger deserves an Oscar for this role.

I think that the costumes, wardrobe, and make-up people should definitely be up for and win an Oscar for The Dark Knight because they all did a tremendous job – because as everyone says, you can’t see Heath Ledger in Joker – and they all certainly helped make that possible.

The main reason why he shouldn’t win an Oscar is because there is no arc or range to his character.

This is not to say that Ledger’s portrayal of Joker as a one trick pony of sadistic loon wasn’t a good one (it was in fact an awesome portrayal) but at the end of the day that’s just all that it was – a one trick pony of sadistic loon. 

If you look back at who won the Best Supporting Oscar you’ll see that all of the winning characters portrayed showed more than one side of the character personality. 

For instance, no matter how bad the character of Tommy DeVito (Joe Pesci in Goodfellas) was supposed to be, at the end of the day you as the viewer were able to see him as being a crazed murderer and flamboyant playboy as well as a loving son and friend – it’s called range and giving the character an arc. 

Range and arc is exactly what was missing from the acting and character of Joker, and just because Ledger gave a hell of a performance full of range as Ennis Del Mar in Brokeback Mountain it certainly doesn’t mean that he should get the Oscar for this much less developed character. 

And if we are going to start giving away the Oscar for roles years ago, Ledger would have to get online behind John Lithgow for his role in The World According to Garp – as well countless other people.

So there you have it, as unpopular an opinion as it is, Heath Ledger should not win an Oscar for Joker.

Sometimes I get really bored with my job to the point that it appears as though I am about to fall of my chair – yet I do manage to get all the work done.  A gal who works on the other side of my floor noticed me ready to fall the other day with my legs spread far out away from my chair and decided to help me out…

It was just about the nicest thing someone has done for me at work in a really, really, really long time…

That’s serious comfort!

It’s HUGE and delicious!

Hehe…and it’s so big that it’s almost a little embarrassing to look at…

I won two tickets to a Major League Soccer game on Monday from 93.1 AMOR – yes, that’s right SPANISH RADIO!!!

[Actual note of glory!  "I WON!  take a listen!  (seriously)]

My Spanish speaking coworker had been trying to win things for weeks to no avail, and on my second chance of trying I won by way of a simple google search and email of the answer.

The basic question asked (in Spanish) was “68% of grandparents prefer to do this…?”

Answer (in English by way of email), “68% would rather stay in a hotel room than with their grandkids.”

I don’t speak much Spanish and I had to go to Xaverian summer school in 1995 for failing Spanish my freshman year of high school foreign language requirement.

The only two things that I remember learning that summer was (a) never take some random pills that people tell you to take – drugs will F you up, and (b) that my super hot and tanned teacher who wore mini skirts named Ms. Nau hated having body hair and removed everything…a 15 year olds wet dream I tell you.

So when I was asked on the air to say something in Spanish “Yo soy la biblioteca en la dolor de estamago”  is the gibberish that came out of my mouth to which DJ Gloria laughed at in enjoyment.

And then when asked what my favorite radio station was I gladly shouted 93.1 AMOR!!!  to which my coworkers all gave a burst of really loud laughter since they all knew that I’ve never even listened to it once!

Yeah, a gringo won the Spanish radio contest without even listening – go me!

So then when I went yesterday to pick up the tickets I was shocked to find that the station is recorded out of a small townhouse in Midtown.

I thought it was part of an Embassy next door due to all of the bars and locks on it.  When I finally finagled my way into the lobby the receptionist gave me the look of “Yeah right gringo, you won?”

Needless to say, Monday was by far the best day of my life with Tuesday being the second best.