Flowers bloom at different times. Music has been a part of my life going back to my early teens, and it just comes out, it just pops out in different ways, whether it’s playing jazz piano in Baker Boys or being a country artist in Crazy Heart. It’s in me and it’s just something that comes out every once in a while.

—Jeff Bridges talks about his new self-titled album, released yesterday. Above, Bridges performs in the SiriusXM Studio on August 15.

You can stream the album in its entirety here.

Yesterday, GQ named Scarlett Johansson their Babe of the Year, and that’s fine.  That’s totally fair.  But today they announced their Men of the Year and for the most part, I just don’t get it.

Jeff Bridges’ official title is Icon of the Year, and maybe I’m young and naive, but why?  Is it because of the new TRON movie? Is it a nod to his work in The Last Unicorn?  It’s probably because of how Crazy Heart was all over the Oscars like a bad case of crabs, isn’t it?  Yeah, that’s probably why.

Then there’s Drake, who’s been named the Breakout of the Year, and I just don’t know who he is.  I mean, I know he sang some songs, but let’s be real, the only time I would have heard of any currently popular hip hop artist would be at the gay bar, and it’s not like I’d ever go up to the DJ and ask for names because I’m always way too focused on my margarita and on talking to this guy who likes to sing Disney songs to me and then pretend like I didn’t notice that he just snorted something off his hand.  So I apologize, Drake, but I’m sure you’d understand.

Next is James Franco, whose work I’m actually familiar with, as the Leading Man of the Year.  I’m pretty sure this is because everyone thinks he’s going to get an Oscar for 127 Hours. Has anyone seen that?  From what I’ve read, it’s pretty gruesome and also not that great.  Whatever, GQ is about ten years too late anyway.  Remember Freaks and Geeks?  Exactly.

Finally, Stephen Colbert is the Patriot of the Year, and this is by far my favorite.  I don’t understand how one could not love Stephen Colbert, and I might go as far as to say that he deserves higher honors, such as the sole GQ cover or perhaps something of the Nobel variety.

What do you guys think about GQ’s list?  Do you have cruel words for me because of my Drake ignorance?  Are there men who have been tragically overlooked?  Tell me all about it, guys.

This post is supposed to be about giving the gents some fashion love after three articles of women’s Oscar fashion, but I’m distracted right now by the fact that Jeff Bridges just won an Oscar. I think his win may be the only time I’ve ever actually cheered out loud for one of these awards ceremonies like I was watching a sporting event.

On to the fashion crap.

Pretty much every man ever wears the same thing to the Oscars- black tuxedo with some variation of tie and shoes. There’s not a lot to see there. Robert Downey Jr. took a slight break from the standard by pairing his with sneakers, a blue bowtie and some shades. Eli Roth had smugness for an accessory that translated into some hilarious red carpet photographs, and George Clooney’s best accessory was the gorgeous brunette whom he joked couldn’t speak English.

But who really cares about all that? Jeff Bridges is a freakin Academy Award winner! Less than one minute after the win, someone has already updated his Wikipedia entry. Since I can’t do that, here are some celebratory tweets by clever people:

@Squirrellqueen : That Oscar will really tie the room together.

@thats_so_april : If Jeff Bridges doesn’t remind you of your dad just a little bit then, well, sorry about your dad.

@leolaporte : Sometimes you eat the bar, and sometimes you win an Oscar.

@rilaws : When Jeff Bridges opens his mouth, po’ boys and jars of beer come tumbling out.

Congrats Jeff!

Betty White gets top billing, both because she is awesome and because I know she’d appreciate me putting her picture immediately under the heading “The SAG Awards.”

Betty received the lifetime achievement award at the  such-n-such annual Screen Actor’s Guild Awards (do you really care what number it is?) which are being held as we speak. Well, as I type.

And Betty was also the most badass bitch on the red carpet.

Diane Kruger and Helen Mirren both looked lovely and classy as well, while Jeff Bridges cleaned up nice in a sharp tuxedo.  Everyone really classed it up tonight. The worst dressed person was probably Drew Barrymore, and she didn’t really look bad, just disheveled, as she is wont to do.

Wooooooooow. Did Hollywood fire all its half-decent trailer directors because of the recession? Bad idea. I mean, there are shitty trailers, and then there are shitty trailers. This one falls in the latter category. Not one of these jokes is funny, and not one of these shots make Justin Timberlake look like a competent actor. Why does he keep trying? Justin, you’re really good and making music and dancing. You’re not good at acting. Give it up.

By the way, the poor girl who got sucked into this cinematic sinkhole is Kate Mara, who was in Brokeback Mountain and was also totally awesome in Transiberia. This script choice was a notable misstep on her part. Note to talented up-and-coming actresses: If a “singer-turned-actor” is involved, you shouldn’t be. Taryn Manning, I’m looking at you.