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Golden Globe winners here.

Dude, I totally nailed the Cecil B. Demille award. What I did not predict was Tom Hanks liberal use of the term “balls” or Warren Beatty’s attempt to speak Borat. I did like how they kept reminding us that it was “Tom Hanks” tribute to Beatty during the montage, like Tom personally put it together the night before in Final Cut.

Remember when I said Letters could be a spoiler for Best Foreign? There you go. That’ll be the last time that happens, though. Academy rules prevent Letters from getting the same nod at their gala.

How did the Critic’s Choice Awards beat the Golden Globes to the adding-an-animated-category punch?

Didn’t see Prince winning Best Song for some reason. Certainly didn’t see Justin Timberlake making fun of him. Are you like me? Did you imagine that when Prince showed up later, it was because he saw Timberlake on TV and decided to kick his ass?

And when Ryan Seacrest was interviewing Kiefer Sutherland on the red carpet, didn’t you really want Kiefer to suddenly and without warning chomp down on Seacrest’s jugular? That would have been awesome.

How sweet was it to watch Spielberg give Scorsese the globe? I want that in a poster.

Sacha Baron Cohen: Best. Acceptance speech. Ever.

So Babel, huh? Didn’t see that coming. I’d say this would affect its Oscar nod chances, but noms closed Saturday. If it does get a Best Picture nod (and if the PGA is any indication, it will), this win makes it a much more serious contender than I ever imagined.

TV-wise, glad to see Ugly Betty get some love, more for America Ferrara than anything else. If you haven’t seen Real Women Have Curves, do so now. And Alec Baldwin absolutely makes 30 Rock, even though it’s pretty much made before he gets there.

Overall I shot about 77 percent (just movies), which means I’m getting much better at predicting these things, especially when I do it half-assed. Blink might be right. Or maybe it’s just an easy year.