Thank goodness! I am so glad that Barbara’s Oscar specials are over. Matter of fact, all of her specials should be over. The woman is 80 years old. Enough is enough. Not to mention that she has the boringnest interviews ever these days. She asks nothing that we already don’t know, asks everything that we do know, and keeps giving off that grandmotherly love to all of her guests. At any given moment I expect her to reach into her purse, around the knitting sticks, to pull out a ziploc bag of cookies and mini carton of milk to share, even though it may spoil your appetite for dinner.