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Live, from in front of our television set, it's LAist's Oscar night liveblog extravaganza.

I've spent the hours preceding tonight's telecast half-assedly getting ready by drinking beer, making brownies, and marveling over how few movies I actually saw this year (yet again.) I've stocked the larder with movie-going snacks, like popcorn, junior mints, and Twizzlers (sorry, this Canadian cannot do Red Vines; they taste like candles).

Last night some amped up pitch gal with a perma-grin came on my tv and told me I could add some pizazz to my Oscar party by renting my own red carpet, getting some velvet ropes, and serving only red and gold (uh, yellow) Mn'Ms. Sure, lady, like that's going to happen. Besides, if I really wanted to do the Oscars like a starlet I would have stopped eating days ago, taken a couple of Xanax, grabbed a shot of Botox, and fine-tuned my desire for universal acceptance and adoration.

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Okay, enough of all that. Let's talk Oscars. I'm going to update this as needed, with the most recent juicy morsel at the top, so if you're late to the party, grab yourself some Honey Mustard pretzels and scroll down to catch up.

8:45 p.m.
We're here, it's the Holy Grail of the night, the big one, the 80th film to be named the Best by the Academy...Bring out those Coen guys again, it's NCFOM. Are we excited, angered, pleased, surprised? I didn't see it, so I'm going to (after over 5 hours of blogging non-stop) keep my mouth shut. Three hours and eighteen minutes, plus credits, and the show is ooooooover! I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted.

8:40 p.m.
Best Director. I smell the end of the line for the 80th Annual Academy Awards. Martin Scocese has the honor of handing out this year's award in the category. And he gives it to a pair of directors, Joel and Ethan Coen for No Country For Old Men, making it their second win for the night. Ethan Coen gives a simple "thank you" as an addendum to their previous acceptance speech, and Joel Coen tells a funny story about the brothers has young boys and young filmmakers.

8:39 p.m.
That Carl's Jr. commercial where the guy gets chili all over his face is truly, sincerely, honestly disgusting.

8:36 p.m.
Via Twitter, Why Tuesday? asks: "What if the Oscars were on Tuesday?"

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8:31 p.m.
Helen Mirren has a faaaaaabulous way of saying "cojones." Yes, it's time for Best Actor. No surprise here, really, it goes to Daniel Day Lewis for There Will Be Blood