You know what makes you like the gayest person in the world? Celebrating your birthday with Elaine Stritch and Liz Smith and no one else. Which is exactly what Barry Diller did. I'll bet they dished about who's boffing George Hamilton these days and then drunkenly compared each other's gams. And then maybe they had a sleepover at the Carlyle, drinking whiskey sours into the wee morning hours. Actually, I'm pretty jealous. [Variety, third item]