I’ve flown in the Goodyear blimp. I’ve paddled down the L.A. River. I’ve spoken at two Hollywood Walk of Fame events. I’ve driven the wrong way at 90 mph on a new, still-unopened stretch of freeway (with a Caltrans guy beside me). But I’d never done the ultimate L.A. thing: I’d never been to the Oscars.
I came away from the very long day -- dressing up in evening clothes in broad daylight at 1 p.m., home from the Governors Ball at 1 a.m. -- with two impressions I hadn’t had as an ordinary Oscar TV viewer: