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In today's rather large episode: A extremely newsy sighting starring Robert Blake; Oliver Stone, Owen "The Butterscotch Stallion" Wilson, Harry Dean Stanton, and Nikki Reed at Bergamot Station; Helen Hunt; Justin Timberlake and David Spade; Orlando Bloom; Wayans Brothers; Larry Flynt, George Maloof, Josh Duhamel, and Billy Corgan; Kevin Bacon; Lionel Richie, Matthew Perry, Vincent Gallo, an Olsen, and Nick Carter; Matthew Perry; Paris Hilton; Chloe Sevigny and Topher Grace; Jeremy Piven; Nicolette Sheridan; WIlmer Valderrama; Monica Potter; Alanis Morissette; Hoobastank; Doris Roberts; Schuyler Fisk; Elizabeth Berkley and Scott Foley; Donald Faison; Gary Coleman x2; Robbie Williams and Grant Morrison; Joey Lawrence; Gulager!; Robert Davi; Gedde Watanabe and Grace Zabriskie; Sally Kirkland; LaToya Jackson.

· Best sighting ever? I saw Robert Blake and entourage today at PF Changs in the Sherman Oaks Galleria dressed neatly in blue shirt and suit jacket with jeans. He was accompanied by a reporter looking woman and what looked like several family members. Blake is fairly short so for the most part he went unnoticed until he got up to leave with his group, at which point at all the tables around me I could hear whispers began to rise “Oh my god!” “Look over there!” A woman at the table next to me said “I am going to go up to him and call him a murderer to his face.” Thankfully reason prevailed and valuing her life she wisely avoided this course of action. Just for the record I think even if he is guilty he deserves a little slack, I mean the star of Lost Highway AND a Little Rascal? In my opinion: a national treasure!

· Friday was a blowout at the Bergamot station in smonica for private opening for art show 30 porn-star portraits.OLIVER STONE – hair is thinning, he couldn’t really stand straight, he kept bumping into me while standing in line for free booze. Never apologized once for his stammering. The ever present OWEN "THE BUTTERSCOTCH STALLION" WILSON was there sporting a NY yankee cap checking out the lens meat & buttering up the babes some actor from THE WIRE who plays the cracker/narc, don’t know his name HARRY DEAN STANTON – another old drunk barely keeping it together. The actress/writer from the film THIRTEEN [Ed.note—Nikki Reed?] was also there, much hotter in person.....

· saw helen hunt sunday grubbin' @ hal's on abbot kinney, brunch style. she was with a non-descript, late 30-ish, blonde woman and a child. helen's child, i think. did not see or hear the kid so who knows how old it was (scrap did require a stroller tho.) having never been inspired to keep up with helen, all i could wonder was who la daddy was, thoughts? she looked very much like, well, helen sans eye make-up. she did use her cell phone with an ear piece, riveting i know. the entire encounter was about as vanilla as anything i've ever seen her do so i'm assuming all is well, right?

· My social evening began at the Moby record release party which was, well, whatever. Moby is cool n' all but it was a cash bar! I guess the days of getting drunk for free are over. No one really interesting was there aside from the guys from The Adored. So we proceeded over to the Henry Fonda theater where there was a party thrown by U2's management company. We got there late, and stumbled upon a bunch of people sitting at tables watching this magician Keith Barry on stage. We were confused, dying to get wasted, but everyone was so, like, formal. Suddenly, I felt a commotion over my right shoulder and I turn around to come face to face with Justin Timberlake in his gay blue Fred Perry jacket. As we caught each other's eyes, I reverted back to the traumatic days of working with him at the Movie Awards a couple of years ago. He had that same asshole look in his eye, except last night he wasn't stomping his feet and yelling "NO!" at everyone. They scurried him over to a table in the 3rd row area, where there some people waiting for him. No Cameron in sight. Moments later, I spotted an annoyed David Spade trying to get away from some giggling girl. He's so gross looking. I asked the bartender, "How long is this magician guy on for?" "90 minutes," he said. Ugh. So we bailed and didn't stick around to see what other celebrities were there on that "magical" evening. Sorry- don't know how to end this story.

· Clearly vying for the Mayor of Runyon Canyon office, Orlando Bloom was see (again) trolling the main hill. Wearing all navy blue with a white cowboy hat (um, okay...) he, his dog and a stocky, cropped blonde
guy (not bad looking) made their way past me in deep conversation. Orlando: "Obviously, she's upset... she
no longer feels important." Wow. The bitches of the Data Lounge are not gonna want to deal with that. Also
saw him on my way back up full-tilt yacking with some other dude while his sidekick patiently waited. What
else was he gonna do? Gotta shake some hands and kiss some babies... anyway, he looked good, I'd do him.

· Fresh off their excursion to the Grove's Barnes and Noble, the Wayan Brothers wandered down Third Street to Zen Grill about 7:30 Saturday night. Seated right in the middle of the restaurant were Marlon, Sean, Damon, and an unidentifiable Zeppo Wayans, eating something with broccoli in it and discussing Eddie Murphy in hushed tones and with serious looks on their faces. I can only assume that after their dinner on the cheap, they went across the street so Marlon could try on overalls at Old Navy.

· Don't know if this counts because it's kind of like going into the Conclave looking for a pope, but last Friday (4/1) at The Four Seasons in Beverly Hills for lunch: First table on the left Larry Flynt holding court with about six family-member types. He looked at me sourly. Next, Palms casino magnate (and MTV reality decadence enabler) George Maloof with two business types. He didn't look at me at all. On the patio, Tad Hamilton himself, Josh Duhamel, looking Hollywood cool (but trying too hard) sauntering out after a hard-day's gourmet lunch. And last, but, in my opinion, most: Billy Corgan, formerly of Smashing Pumpkins fame, being led around the patio by the hostess, apparently looking for his lunchmates. I had to Google Image him since he's lost some weight. But it was most certainly he, and he definitely did not disarm me with a smile. He looked spooked. Like, eating at the F.S. crushed the last sense of angst-ridden credibility he once possessed. Or, it could have been the bright sunlight and lush colors of the fauna on the patio which blinded him and led to a self-concious moment as he stood there in his black-on-black wardrobe ensemble. He did have on a goofy looking hat (almost like a fisherman's cap).

· riding the people's transport (thank you, lisa simpson), the mta, this morning (3/31) down santa monica blvd. i looked up from my book to see a freshly-showered kevin bacon on the street with backpack & friend. i assume they were walking to the film shoot that was setting up a couple of streets down from vine street (and that wacky yellow ammo store). i have seen him out so many times that i am beginning to think he is keeping tabs on me. six degrees, my ass.

·Chateau Marmont sightings: Saturday night, April 2: Garden patio: Lionel Richie came in aound 9:30 with group of young friends; Matthew Perry with one other guy making the rounds at around 11:30; Vincent Gallo sitting with another guy and two model-types, came in around 11. Sunday check-out: Unidentified Olsen twin checking out around 11:45AM. Very short but surprisingly un-meek voice.
Also saw Nick Carter being stopped for autographs at LAX Delta terminal on Sunday afternoon. Whatever.

· Saw Matthew Perry sitting at one of the patio tables at Jinky's in Sherman Oaks on 3/25. Couldn't see who he was with, but they didn't stay long. He looks at least a decade older than his mid-thirties.

· Saturday night at Koi, America's Sweetheart Paris Hilton sauntered in through the dining room straight into the back room (the one behind closed curtains, the one where undoubtedly someone thought to roll up a $20 bill and do what would ordinarily have to be confined to a bathroom stall), chatting on her cell phone (which was decidedly NOT a Sidekick) and generally emitting a faint glow from her skin, which creeped the hell out of me.

· 4/2: house party in hollywood-adjacent. saw "brown bunny" method actor chloe sevigny surprisingly not looking stung out. also present was topher grace who gave me a dirty look when his friend interrupted their conversation to say something to me. my crush on him is officially over.

· On Friday (3/25), my wife and I stopped by for a quick tonic at Elixir when we see Jeremy Piven swaggering in with a pretty young thing named Natassia Malthe (who was in the critically-acclaimed 'Elektra'). Interestingly, Piven was sporting the very same tan leather jacket that I had just seen him wearing a week earlier at the Rock & Republic fashion show. Maybe HBO's not paying so much anymore?

· [Ed.note—This is a little far afield, but we're going to allow it.] At the street fair in downtown Palm Springs, I stopped to pet two cute dogs held by a man and a woman. I was so busy petting the dogs that I didn't notice until I glanced up that I was petting no other than Nicolette Sheridan's little mutt. Thought at first "wow, she looks like Nicolette Sheridan but prettier" then realized that it was her just without any make-up and dressed really casually. She looks better in person and without makeup, that's for sure. The moment was lost, however, when some overweight snowbird lady started pointing and screaming "desperate housewives!", at which point Nicolette, Male Companion, and dogs vanished into the crowd.

· It's official: Wilmer Valderrama is confused about his ethnicity and has crossed over to the land of wiggas. We saw him last night at Element and he was sporting a huge platinum chain and he was saying things like, "yo yo" and "sup fool?" Um, ok. Losah! And he looked really effed up!

· I saw Monica Potter (Boston Legal) in the fancy purse section of Nordstrom's (ok, so not that fancy) in Woodland Hills. She's tall and quite pregnant - I'd guess six months. I was very interested in which purse she would choose until I noticed she was wearing pink Ugg boots. Blonde miss has bad taste, but not in men. Her boyfriend/husband/whatever was a looker.

· Saw Alanis Morissette noshing at a table outside of Joan’s on Third. She had on way too much make for a Tuesday afternoon, and although she wasn’t wearing a Mountie outfit or anything, looked really Canadian. You know, decent looking enough, but bland, bland, bland.

· flying to st.louis last friday, i couldn't help but notice a group of 5 or 6 young-ish guys sitting on the floor at southwest airlines gate 2. when their collective hipster shaggy nature caught my eye, at first i thought they were athletes of the x-games genre. when i heard them talking about one of their friends buying real estate in calabasas, i
realized i had to reconsider (no self-respecting motocross racer shares property borders with j.simp). upon closer examination, i figured out that they were the musical group "hoobastank". the incredible part of this sighting is that i had and still have no idea how the hell i recognized them, but i did. the sighting was semi-confirmed when the band was allowed to board before 'boarding group a' stampeded onto the plane. so, hoobastank gets on early, but once i got inside the plane, i noticed they had camped themselves right in the center of the plane. who pre-boards on southwest and then chooses row 15? they could have gone in with group b for that crap

· At the Anaheim Pond U2 concert Friday Doris Roberts was among the crowd (whose bad dancing skills were on display in equal measure to its enthusiasm). Seemed like she was there with granddaughters, or some younger ladies who used DR's connections to score good tix. Guess it's pretty cool she went along. But why the OC? Those Raymond residuals will keep Doris sitting pretty in any tony 'hood in LA County proper. Perhaps Laguna is her retirement community of choice now that she's no longer tied to the "Raymond" studio commute. Needless to say, much more star power will be on display in the front rows of U2's Staples Center gigs this week.

· Last Tuesday at Doughboys, saw Schuyler Fisk — you know, Sissy Spacek's daughter and the girl from that failed Abercrombie ad campaign — enjoying a very leisurely dinner with what appeared to be a (cute) date. I never thought she was that amazing looking on screen, but she's quite pretty in person.

· Walking the most adorable pup in the world Friday night, lame I know but whatever. Seeing how it's
impossible not to oogle my little mutt, Elizabeth Berkley aka Jessie Spano and Scott Foley (random?) take a break from an intimate dinner (Ivy at the Shore) to say hi.

· while my boyfriend, his father, & i were enjoying our fiesta easter meal at el compadre's on sunset blvd. i
saw scrubs' "turk" (google said his real name is donald faison) walk in for dinner. i suppose there really isn't too much to comment on — he was well-dressed in his hip, urban fashion & i was more interested in my margarita.

· Just saw Gary Coleman walking outside at the Century City Mall (4/1). It is 80 degrees and sunny out, and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He looked extremely unhappy.

· Saw Gary Coleman strolling in the plaza area of Wilshire Courtyard office complex at mid-Wilshire (home of E! Entertainment among other show biz types), just across from the La Brea Tar Pits. Black leather jacket very Eddie Murphy mid -80's look, but the big frown made the pint sized former sit-com kid look really old.

· at cinerama dome saturday night...comic book legend Grant Morrison and his wife (who comports herself in a fashion that befits the Los Angeles of BLADE RUNNER, were taking in SIN CITY. He was rolling thick as a soccer team of Brits in exile
or on holiday in LA...being a geek first and global pop monitor somewhere around 14th, i didn't realize until the same crew
turned up at Schwab's 2.0 that sitting next to GMo was Robbie Williams.

· I forgot this from last week amongst all the Wilson excitement: Saw Joey 'Whoa' Lawrence at the Panera in Studio City two days in a row! (The general evilness of Comcast and the free WiFi at Panera led me there
two days in a row, in case you're wondering.) On day one he came in with a posse of amazingly metrosexual boys all wearing an extraordinary amount of man jewelry. They talked loudly about their upcoming projects and
other actorly things, devoted much talk to how cool Joey's new jacket was, and just generally made sure that everyone knew they were there. The next day, he came in around the same time with a woman who I assumed to be his finacee/wife, since she was sporting a huge rock and they proceeded to sit closely together on the same side in their booth. He generally acted like a normal person on this day and did not make a complete spectacle of himself.

· Saw crazy/shlubby Project Greenlight director John Gulager at Amoeba the other day, driving some poor clerk bonkers with question after question.

· You know, I'm thinking and thinking of a way to add some colour to this Privacywatch sighting, but I really can't get any further than "I saw Robert Davi at Spago today". So, I saw Robert Davi during lunch at Spago today. I actually didn't know who Robert Davi was until five minutes ago, I just recognized him as that FBI guy in Die Hard who wants to shut off the electricity to the Nakatomi building, or doesn't want to shut off the electricity to the Nakatomi building, I forget. So, Robert Davi. I'm going to go lie down.

· Saw Gedde Watanabe chatting with a middle-aged lady outside the Gelsons in Silver Lake. His interlocuter looked like Grace Zabriskie but that could just be wishful thinking - Long Duk Dong hanging with Laura Palmer's mother - the 80s are back, baby!

· Saw "legendary actress" SALLY KIRKLAND browsing the aisles at the 7-11 near Curson on Santa Monica Blvd. 'round midnight. At first I thought she was a homeless person, as she wore these big moccasin/Ugg-type boots, ratty sweats, and a huge spray of blonde dreadlocks (?!) - or maybe she just doesn't wash her hair these days? She loudly asked the cashier "Where is the DOG FOOD?!" then shuffled off.

· Spotted LaToya Jackson at Nieman's in BH. Shoe department, naturally. She was ever so incognito in white pants, a black turtleneck that did nothing to hide her flotation-device boobs, and a big, white, wide-brimmed hat. She stayed past closing trying on what I'm pretty sure were Choos, and left with a burly man carrying two bags from said store.
It was unclear whether said man was a hubby or just a bag bitch.