And The Winner Is…

 

 

 

Two weeks ago we got glammed-up and attended our wards Emmy Night. The movie categories were:  Educational, Spiritual & Uplifting, and Entertainment as long as it fell into the standard guidelines.  Being the nerds that we are, we entered into the running.

  

Being an even bigger nerd, I rounded up a bunch of girls and went thrift store shopping for formals.  This is after all, a red carpet affair. 

The last time I slipped into a formal was for B.Y.U.’s Homecoming, October 1994 at the UT capital building.  A cranberry velvet, floor-length sheath dress with a side slit almost up to you know where.  (It really wasn’t that bad…honestly, a little above the knee is all.) 

We were hot chicks and the paparazzi went wild.

 

   

 

 

There were a lot of very good entries, I know because we helped with the editing process on a few.  When the lights went dim and the projector lit up, it was show-time and Bellum Maximus started us off.  I was so nervous; I look like a dork.  Dave was so nervous; he pretended to really be a dork.  The Farmers, they just thought it was cool to see themselves on the big-big screen, although there was a scene Devin wanted deleted in the worst way.  Can you guess which one it is?

 

*photos by A.M.

 

Our intro before the film thus follows:  <em>(Channel that deep, sultry announcer voice I know you have.)</em>

 

<blockquote>From the film company Smooch-a-Pooch Productions, winner of prestigious independent film awards such as "Down the Drain:  The Golden P-Trap" and "A Moldy from the Lost in the Back of the Fridge Festival" bring you the highly anticipated, throw-out movie of the year, Bellum Maximus.  Or in very loose, Google-translated Latin, The Greatest War.

 

The following presentation is a dramatization of actual events as portrayed by highly skilled and completely broke actors.  Any similarities to a particular family are by in part and wholly coincidental.

 

Parental Guidance is suggested.</blockquote>

 

 

 

There were nine movies in all, including a blast from the past home movie ten years prior.  It took a second to figure out what family it was and sweet to see them as young kiddos.  After the final film, time was given to our esteemed judges.  Categories included; Best Actress, Best Actor and Best Picture. 

 

*photo by A.M.

 

Finally, the moment we’ve all been waiting for.  The Oscars!  Best Actress:  Hannah E. for Channel 6 E-News.   Best Actor:  Casey W. for his work in Too Busy, a True Blue Production.  Best Picture:    (oh, oh, oh)   Bellum Maximus!!!  Yeah, we won!   The fam got up to accept our golden man, thankfully we didn’t have to give a speech!  And of course while were up there, in front of the audience, the Farmers fought over who gets to hold the statue.  Talk about drama.  The picture below was taken long after the fact, Miss Is wouldn’t budge an inch and let little K.W. hold Oscar.

 

*photo by A.M.

 

The night ended with final awards for all entries and the massive cleanup began.  A hundred folding chairs, garbage sacks full of popcorn now emptied on the floor.  Plastic cups, half eaten Red Vines and mint patty wrappers scattered everywhere.  Props had to be taken down, the red carpet peel up and tossed in the trash and when all was said and done, the lights went off for good on an outstanding ward activity. 

 

 

Us girls took time to pose for the camera.  We can’t clean in formals!

 

Lf – Rt:  Moosey, String, Smek, Ity, Sessie, Mitch and some obnoxious girl.  Hey, this wasn’t my idea!

*photo by A.M.