I feel bad for Brett Michaels even though he is a great big frothing douche bag. It doesn't mean he deserves a whack on the head like the one he got at the Tony Awards last night. I heard he broke his nose... oofah! Poor guy.
I can't stand the hysterical histrionic display that is the Tony Awards. Obviously I am biased because of my extreme aversion to any sort of spontaneous eruption of singing coupled with dancing. This show is hours and hours of people just telling each other what seems like a bunch of inside jokes, because I just don't get it.
Perhaps the curtain should have dropped on the heads of anyone watching this stuff...
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