Phone-tapping tipster: "Sitting across from gwyneth at cookshop. shes hot, but perhaps she should start eating?"

A celebrity-heavy crowd at Graydon Carter's West Village supper club, this evening, reports one diner at the Waverly Inn:

"Ashley Olsen at Piano's last night - jamming to a live band. Wearing an oversized turtleneck and clutching multiple boxes of marlboro cigarettes. Pout in full effect." And her TV actress sister, Mary-Kate? (Probably on the run from cops investigating the death of Heath Ledger, if one were to believe the New York Post.)

"Keri Russell on Nevins Street in Boerum Hill, Brooklyn, being absolutely terrorized by paparazzi camping outside out of Michelle Williams' home. She was very sweet and calm, but clearly unnerved to tears by the seven or eight big men trying to snap shots of her having her a cup of coffee. Her husband picked her up about twenty minutes later."

A Gawker Stalker spots the closeted CNN anchor in a quintessentially gay location in New York's Chelsea. "Mon. 1/21 6:15 pm AC in the Vitamin Shoppe @ 8th & 23rd. Must he ALWAYS wear the same outfit?! Sheesh. He's in the neighborhood often (David Barton Gym?) and in the same old jeans, blue polo, jacket, baseball cap every time. Sorry I didn't notice what he was buying on my way out. Any guesses?"

Didn't Sam Champion come out as gay? Here's a bizarre sighting of the ABC weatherman with a female date at the Royalton's new restaurant. "Friday January 18th, 9pm 44th and 6th Ave: Sam Champion the weatherman making out with his dining companion at Brasserie 44... AND IT WAS A WOMAN! His 'date' climbed on top of his lap (knocking over the vase on the table) and started sucking face. Drawing audible gasps from the people dining nearby." Not explained: whether they were surprised by Champion's return to the closet; or simply amazed that he would bother with such an implausible public show. (In case there were any doubt, here's a clip of Champion discussing the moisturizing value of Crisco.)

The dinner party sighted last night at Nobu 57 invites so many questions. Is Uma Thurman making a hip-hop album? Or launching an urban-themed clothing line? Or guest-starring on 30 Rock? Or just making new friends on some sort of celebrity Facebook none of us know about? The possibilities are intriguing. Let's just hope she watches Letterman and uses protection.

Just an hour ago, the man formerly known as "buttercupbutterscotch stallion" and now simply known as "crazy," Owen Wilson, was seen walking on Broadway wearing a fedora - not riding a bicycle or even a unicycle.

"1/15/08, 10:30 — 92nd & Lex — Power couple alert! Katie Holmes, Tom Cruise and Jerry & Jessica Seinfeld dining together (along with their security detail) at Italian restaurant Sfoglia Trattoria on 92nd & Lexington. They lingered at the restaurant past it's closing time possibly trying to outlast the growing mass of paparazzi outside." Topics of conversation at dinner? Feel free to speculate. One commenter channels Jerry Seinfeld: "So, Xenu blew them all up with atomic bombs, and that released the thetans to haunt the earth for milennia, and yada yada yada, now everyone thinks I'm in a cult!"

"Katie Holmes and Suri Cruise: At Mood Fabrics — 37th and 7th — looking at upholstery fabric. So tall and elegant. Suri is a little cutie pie!" [Manhattan sighting of Tom Cruise's wife and child. She's in town to promote her new movie, Mad Money. Hope the talk shows have properly coordinated green-room traffic. It would be embarrassing, but oh so awesome, if Cruise's actress wife ran into his unauthorized biographer, Andrew Morton, who's also on the talk-show circuit.]

Maybe the reason the Parkers and the the Maggies and the Mobys (Mobies?) and the Sarandobbins are so visible is because they're lonely and just want to make friends with their neighbors. At least, that's one theory from our stalker, whose sighting of Parker Posey ambling around the nabe is after the jump.

PT: "Sat in first class with AC360 on the 445 from ATL to LGA. Tight jeans, super-tight polo, ballcap pulled low, and a steely-eyed, sucked-in cheek expression. Totally gay in that military way where the straight army guys were posing for that homo website I saw on the news."

It's appropriate that an actress from Gossip Girl, a show whose narrator is an amateur high-tech gossip columnist, is picked up by Gawker Stalker, the cameraphone edition. In the style of the camp TV drama, here's the report: Hello there Upper East Siders, Gossip Girl here. Spotted: Little J giving all of Manhattan's west side a peep show on the uptown 1 train. What was little J doing on the subway, you know I'm on it. You know you love me. XOXO Gossip Girl. (Borrowed from commenter SHININGSTAR.) The actual sighting, after the jump:

One of Gawker's i-Stalkers spotted 30 Rock's Jack McBrayer out of character.

"Jan. 4 Parker Posey, 33rd and 3rd ave, 1pm,— I was eating lunch at 2nd Ave Deli when a horrible gawker pointed out that Parker Posey was sitting at the bar having lunch. The tourist proceeded to stand up and stare at Parker for five minutes. He obviously didn't know that she is the most common celeb sighting in the city." [Thanks, Joshua.]

The date:December 18, 2007

The place:Online

Sighted:16-year-old Jamie Lynn Spears declaring her pregnancy on the cover of OK! Magazine.

Claire Danes "feels extremely violated" by this week's 4,000-word New York Press cover story, in which the actress is "stalked" by reporter Rebecca Tucker, according to her agents. So distressed was she, it was conveyed, that ICM chairman Jeff Berg, whose company represents her, called up the Press this afternoon to tell editor David Blum to "redact" online a reference to the street where Danes lives. Blum declined.

From the mailbag: "Owen Wilson still isn't wearing a helmet. He rode his bike the wrong way down 17th Street then turned the right way down 3rd Avenue. Shouldn't he be tired by now?" SERIOUSLY, right? Owen Wilson has been on this bike for three days straight!

Nature's most perfect (and most-sued!) blogger has arrived from L.A. to our fair city, his old stomping grounds. (He used to share an apartment in Stuy Town, ya know.) Mega-harsh words from a reader: "Perez Hilton is blogging his way through yet another pathetic, albeit profitable, morning at the Starbucks in Sheridan Square. What a tragic waste of human flesh. Were I Buffalo Bill in 'The Silence of Lambs,' precious Perez would find himself in a very deep and dark well with a short lifetime supply of Jergens lotion." Sheesh, sounds like someone needs to sneak out for a yoga class! No word on whether there were Photoshop coke dots near his nostrils or 2D representations of ejaculate pooled on his face.

"Garrison Keillor has gotten a restraining order against a Georgia woman he claims has made telephone calls and sent him explicit e-mails and disturbing gifts, including a petrified alligator foot and dead beetles." [AP]