Parade Grand Marshall (and former NBA player) John Amaechi
Namaste... Wendy
Namaste... Wendy
Saw Ludacris at dinner, and he's pocket-sized, too. Everyone in Hollywood is pocket-sized. They also have huge heads. They are lollypops. Unfortunately, I did not come up with that little funny... but if you're out there in the flyover states, you can pretend I did.
Up in the canyon last week we passed Nick Zano, star of my afternoon rerun guilty pleasure, "What I Like About You." I also enjoy "Reba," since we're sharing.
Living down the street from the Kodak Theatre, I feel contractually obligated to report on the goings on over there... and before you get all excited and jump right out of your panties with joy, I missed the "Oceans 13" premiere. Sorry. Big huge posters announcing Damon, Pitt and Clooney's appearance, and I missed it. Yup, I'm awesome like that. But we did meander over to take in the American Idol melee, and I'll be sharing that with you now.
The press setup
TV Guide's "Idol Tonight" getting ready to shoot -- that's Justin Guarini and Kimberly Caldwell talking to their director, El Guapo... who was actually the AD on a little (and I do mean little) film called 2001 Maniacs.
Guarini making the most of it...
And yes, it's the fucking chick who cries every time Sanjaya "sings." I'm quite certain this is a sign of the apocalypse.
Next stop, a premiere I didn't hang around for. Why? One word: Costner.
Namaste...