believe it or not, some people make a lot of money for doing absolutely nothing more than staying at home (well, define home) and commenting on the lives of famous people.

i’ve never been the most honest person.

spotting a worthwhile celebrity is like finding a needle in a haystack, except that los angeles is full of celebrities, and you’d be hard-pressed to find more than one needle in a haystack.

that being said, the first secret to becoming a good celebrity spotter is to just say that everyone you see [...]

the sub-councious is a pretty powerful machine, if you know how to use it. luckily, i’m pretty in-tune with my body and all that junk, but last night’s dream really was a stumper:

i’m not sure if you guys caught it or not, but i was on larry king last week. larry and i chatted for almost the full hour, and i don’t have the entire transcript, so here’s a quick excerpt:

after half a year of celebrity encounters that have amounted to little more than me yelling, “hey, i recognize you from that movie or tv show!”

so last night, i had a really vivid dream that UNT was like a real college (crazy, i know) and that we had celebrities visiting our campus.

apparently, mario lopez likes ribs… or steak… or chicken (bbq chicken)... or something with meat or potatoes in it because i saw “zack’s mexican friend” at tony roma’s tonight.

last night, i had a dream that i was at an awards show with andy dick…

recently, i’ve discovered that nicole kidman is having trouble finding male suitors.