Micky, forget the Oscar and go buy 10 baby Chihuahuas! This has been a bitch of a week for Mickey Rourke as he lost his pet Chihuahua – now he’s lost an award that many thought he’d earned.
Everyone had high hopes that he would win the Best Actor Award for ‘The Wrestler.’ www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1839310,00.html. His awesome performance in this film was reminiscent of the great actors who lost themselves in whatever role they played, i.e., Marlon Brando, Anthony Hopkins, Paul Muni, etc. Few actors ever achieve that artistic level of greatness. It was Mickey’s performance that helped a ho hum movie win the Golden Lion at the Venice International Film Festival. The buzz in all the Hollywood trade papers was “Will Mickey Rourke win the best actor award?” Why? because he should have won…his performance is just that great. He gained 50 lbs. of pork and made himself totally unrecognizable – his face studded with the scars of war just to play the part of a has been fighter hoping for a last shot at the big time. It was also a big come back for Mickey Rourke as well.
Actually it’s a toss up as to what hurts the most: Micky Rourke losing his pet Chihuahua or losing the Best Actor award to Sean Penn. Personally I’d use the Academy Award as a door stop – because losing an Oscar is just a shot to the ego – but the loss of a loved one – be they four legged or two, is a loss to the heart. /nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2009/02/the_oscars_the_complete_winner_1.html?mid=daily-entertainment–yahoo-buzz. What’s the solution? Mickey, forget the Oscar and go buy 10 baby Chihuahuas. The very thought of 10 baby Chihuahuas running around his house puts a smile on my face. 
Attila the Honey
Deep thought for the day: Definition of a bachelor: A man who has missed the opportunity to make some woman miserable.
I need a cup of coffee!