Celebrity Watch

I love celebrities. I'm such a hick about it, too. Years ago, when I worked for a tv station, we did a music video/interview show and whoever was in town to do a concert would stop by and give us some face time.

I would slit others throats to work on that show.

Seriously. I go to great lengths to meet celebs. Over the years, I have been known to ask the dumbest questions (Like I asked Ari Luyendyk if he'd ever gotten a speeding ticket. He said no, but somehow I doubt that.) Some of you may know how absolutely stupid I got talking to Beastmaster last year. Oh, and of course... Adam West. But enough about that.

Many years ago, T and I made up the game, Celebrity Watch. The rules are pretty simple. You get one point for each celebrity look-alike you spot (verified by the other person, of course). You get an additional point if the person is currently in the news (or has a CD on the charts, or whatever).

You lose 2 points if the celebrity you spot is the actual celebrity.

So, obviously, we couldn't play this past weekend, when all the celebs were in town for the race--John Travolta, Luke Perry, Kato Kaelen, David Letterman, Kid Rock, that Dr. from Grey's Anatomy, lots of music biz people, I can't remember everyone.

But now things are back to normal. I use normal as a relative term. This week, I had an interview with Michael Clarke Duncan, I saw David Spade waiting for a bus, and (this is my absolute fav) today on the way home from work, I saw Fabio riding a bicycle through the skeezy part of town.

Picture it. Fabio. Black dress pants. White shirt opened to the waist. Long blond hair flowing behind him as he pedaled along the sidewalk.

I'm either going crazy or... Wait. There's really no other explanation, is there?