CELEBFLASH: An Overdue Update

I know, I know, you all think I'm getting sick and tired of all this celeb sightings, especially as we enter these dog days of summer - you all would be very wrong however, the celebs keep coming fast and furious, I just haven't had a chance to update you'all...

Theo Whatever-His-Name-Is, formerly of Road Rules 9, currently of Battle of the Network Reality Stars.



Road Rules 10: The Quest's Blair. Didn't he host the Inferno 2's online chats?




America Ferrera, the large latina who made a name for herself first in 2002's Real Women Have Curves and just recently in The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.


Parminder Nagra, the Indian girl from ER and Bend It Like Beckham! Yes, she skipped across the Pond just like me.



Donna Martin's dad, no not Aaron Spelling, Michael Durrell the guy who played Dr. Martin on 90210. He was also in one of the greatest mini-series of all time, V.


Adam Brody, wisecracking Chrismukah-creating Seth Cohen from The O.C. He was just a little too thin in person!



Trainer Bobby! That's correct! Kathy Griffin's own personal trainer. We chit chatted at Gold's the other week. He asked me not to post his pic, he wants to keep the mobbing crowds to a minimum.

And last, but definitely not least, Corbin Bernsen. One of the people influential for my move to the United States. You see, back in the day I was an LA Law devotee. I thought the show represented everything that the US had to offer to us young bewildered immigrants: expensive suits, convertibles, hot women (yes, that really was a long long time ago) and flashy successes.

I wanted so badly to say something to Corbin, but he was having dinner with his son and I didn't want to interrupt, so, I just refilled his iced tea something like 5 times and let him be. I really should have at least given him a free brownie!

Peter Paige is Everywhere...

Or so it seems...

Ever since I first saw him in person at the Outfest screening of his directorial debut Say Uncle, he's become my new Famke Janssen-esq stalker. He seemed nice and approachable that first night, but I suppose he had to be since he was hawking his film. We didn't talk to him however, because I came over all embarrassed and just didn't know what to say. The next day I saw him at the gym, I smiled, and he sneered back. Since then I've pretty much seen him every time I go to the gym (including when I went at primetime last week) and he just gives he dirty looks. He was even at The Factory on Saturday night signing some QAF cds or something (it was some QAF Babylon themed night) .

BTW, thank you WeHo Mark and co. for a fabulous first "big night out" in West Hollywood. Lots of shirtless boyz were danced with or ogled or both, and although I had to work at 8am the next morning, the pain all the next day was all well worth it.

It's now Tuesday, and so far no blues (though I did sniffle a bit when Ethel passed on Eastenders yesterday - but I really don't think that counts, it was very emotional!!!).

All Work and No Play...

I feel like this working business is seriously getting in the way of my blogging duties. I barely have time anymore to walk the dog and get a serious workout in (plus a little cardio), and I don't have to get there most days until 4pm.

While struggling to keep on my busy busy schedule today, I rushed my back shave, slicing off copious amounts of skin with my Gillette (which may be "the best a man can get", but really, who actually looks like those guys in the commercials? Oh that's right, certain boys at my gym! By the way Golds: Hollywood is much prettier during the day than at "primetime"). Yes, it's true, I do attempt to shave my own back. I get most of it, have a little trouble with the bit in the middle, but that's not much of a concern anyway. It's the top (below the neck) and lower areas I have to worry about. Maybe one day I'll laser it off. Maybe I'll grow more proud of my back hair like I did that on my chest. OK, so that's pushing it... the laser it will be... someday... maybe...

Today was "Lunch with Cary Day". So, it was off to Venice and The Firehouse for our weekly chit-chat over a great egg white omelet and some pancakes (don't get the buckwheat ones). Cue a picture of some hot guy:

Unfortunately the guy above, Mike, wasn't there (though I have seen him before). There was only one short pseudo hottie there (but he's no one I would be able to find a pic of).

To commiserate my not seeing any muscle boyz I made a quick, but successful, Toys 'R' Us run and then headed home to get primped for work.

And that's it. That's my day. No celeb sightings. Nothing above a B- at the restuarant. And I ate our version of an oreo (the Farmeo, think 5 times as big and much much more calorific), so I felt fat for most of the evening.

I think I need some TV!

BNRS: The Wait is Over!

Yes, today is the day!!!

The day we've all been waiting for, as Bravo premieres it's sure to be classic Battle of the Network Reality Stars tonight at 9pm e/p.

My TiVo is set and raring to go (I have to work - bugger!)

Here are a couple of reality show side notes in the meantime:

Thank you Emily for sending over this link to Survivor: Palau's Jeff Wilson in his skivies. He was voted off early last season (he took one for the tribe) after he hurt his ankle. Here is a pic...


Don't we all wish he'd stayed around longer!

And as for Big Brother 6 this week. Yes, Kaysar is a bloody dumbass and Jennifer is a lying bitch. But to find out more of the juicy details that CBS probably won't show us, take a look a Reality Blurred. Here are some snipets:

Howie [to April]: "[You're] an emotional shithead fucking player!"
April [about Howie]: "It's almost worth it to slap him in the face or kick him in the nuts; worst case is I go home."

and...

April: "At least I don't have to suck cock to get by in life!"
Janelle: "Sure you do, you suck off your husband!!"

A Pup at the Beach!

A well recovered pup at the beach! All he needs now is his balls removed and he's perfect!

BNRS: Only 5 Days More

Joe Millionaire's Evan Marriott is another "star" of Bravo's Battle of the Network Reality Stars. Although I'll admit he looks sorta hot in this pic, I always prefered Season 2 cowboy stud David Smith (unfortuantly he's not in the new show).

Again, set those TiVos: Wednesday, August 17 @ 9/8c.

CelebFlash quickies: Real World - Las Vegas, Kill Reality and sometime hot tub enthusiasts Trishelle Cannatella and Steven Hill. Trishelle was getting a non-fat-extra-whip-blended at the restuarant. Steven bartends at local gay bar Fubar (The DC equivalent would be Omega).

Wanted: PA

Kathy Griffin! Thank you!

After watching Kathy's new reality show on Bravo, and the tyreless way she power-walks up and down Runyon Canyon (not unlike WeHo Mark), I realized that to succed in this town I desperetely need a Personal Assistant. My own Jessica, a helping-hand, general dog's body and sometime puppy poop scooper. Naturally, my future PA should fit seamlessly into my exhausting routine, as such the Craig's List posting will include the following:

• No taller than 5'11" (I don't want to appear excessively short and he must fit in my MINI)
• Between 185 and 225 lbs (all muscle), with several Personal Training certifications under his 32" belt (that way he fulfills 2 much needed rolls - as Kathy showed us, D-Listers always spend wisely and get as much free crap as possible)
• An indept knowledge of the Buffy and Star Wars universes (and the whereabouts of all local Toys R Us stores)
• Prior experiance at Extreme Blendz
• Superior spelling (If he's best friends with Tori, that's a big plus!)
• No pretty boyz need apply (I don't want Tom or Rupert steeling him)

If you know of any suitable candidates, especially if they look anything like this...

Please send them in my direction!

(Salary is based on experience! References required!)