Texas Film Hall of Fame recap

Friday night I had the pleasure and privilege (thanks to a very gracious invitation from Louis Black) to attend this year's Texas Film Hall of Fame with my (exceedingly fetching) writer/actor/goddess friend Lauran. We got to sit at the Mr. Blue table with three generations of Knowleses, as well as Shawn and the always stylish Amy from the Austin Chronicle, among others. It was a really lovely evening (except for the blinding yellow pre-show spotlight that assaulted our table), though I was amused to note that a.) the food seems to get weirder and weirder every year (I miss the Texas barbeque), and b.) the post-show juxtaposition of fireworks over the port-a-potties was deliciously subversive (if entirely unintentional). I could ramble rhapsodic about the whole affair, but you are probably better served by the Chronicle's feature story that previewed it, and Harry's entertaining recap on AICN. All in all it was really quite fun, but I'm tellin' ya - someone seriously needs to get off their ass and make a deal with the likes of IFC to get this thing on TV.