An Adventure, In Which We Stalk Sandra Bullock.

Should today's celebrity sighting be about Pauly Shore walking down the street in Palm Springs stoned out of his mind? Or standing in line next to David Spade at a cafe in Las Vegas? Or maybe walking past Paula Abdul once? Or maybe it could be about the time I had a ten minute conversation with Shquille O'Neal? Or how we got Summer Phoenix's pager and found out that Liv Tyler was engaged a month before it was in the tabloids? Or the time I saw that comedian Gallagher walking out of a grocery store? Or maybe the time I sat behind Brad Wilcox (Josh Lehman on The West Wing) at the ballet. Or the time I waved and smiled at the silver-haired guy from Mad Men because I thought I knew him? Or maybe the time Mark McGrath winked at me, back when he was sort of in the neighborhood of cool?

Because that's it. That's all of my celebrity encounters.

Except this one time when my aunt and uncle came to visit from Illinois and we went to check out Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. My aunt and I walked out of one store just in time to see Sandra Bullock walk by. She's shortish and she has a big butt, but in a good way, like a real girl way, not a mock-it-in-the-tabloids way. So my aunt and I thought that was pretty cool, but my uncle (who had wandered off somewhere) was super bummed that he had missed a celebrity sighting. So the rest of the afternoon we would periodically pretend to see someone famous and he would scurry off in the direction we were pointing, knowing we were probably pulling his leg but not wanting to miss out, just-in-case.

Good times, good times.

Oh, and in one store we saw a $20,000 evening gown, just hanging on a regular rack. It didn't even have it's own room and security guard, even though if I stole I could have traded it for two foreign orphans or a Prius and a Nordstrom shopping spree. Not that I want a Prius. Although I'm kinda thinking about another kid because my baby is super into his daddy right now and has little use for me so I'm thinking we should just make a baby that likes me better.

Anyway, if there's a celebrity encounter that you just have to hear more about, you may demand it in the comment section. Otherwise, I'm cooking up a Friday Favorite recipe for Grossness Supreme.

Oh, and I know you'll believe me when I tell you this because I have the video evidence here, but today I went to kickboxing class and when I walked in, everyone was in luau gear to celebrate the instructor's birthday. Two girls wore thong bikinis over flesh-colored body stockings and did the whole class that way. Another girl had on a coconut bra, several had grass skirts, and there were assorted other bikini tops paired with yoga pants.

Ridiculous. But don't worry...I'm sure it'll show up on You Tube and you'll be able to see for yourself.

Speaking of YouTube, best talent show act EVER.