Isn’t that what’s-his-name?

(I’m sorry, but every time I see this movie poster, I think about the runaway boob in “Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex.”)

I mean, you know, just speaking of the Super Bowl.

And so it hath begun. The dailies have their own gossip blogs, but I prefer the Detroit Yes celebrity sighting thread. And I wonder what the Freep will do when they find this in their reader-participation celebrity-sighting thread:

I met one of my fans, Candy that I used to bone back in the day and she was so so nice.

Quick, someone call Deborah Howell.

For the record, I drove through the city on 94 again today — another hop to Ann Arbor and back — and it was still clean, still amazingly pleasant and the route lined with happy billboards welcoming all to Grittyville. While I doubt there’ll be any celebrity sightings out this way, if there are, I’ll keep you posted.

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4 responses to “Isn’t that what’s-his-name?”

  1. mary said on January 31, 2006 at 10:22 am

    Once when I managed a gourmet/wine shop I special ordered some Olde English for Mr. T. We were too posh to carry it as a regular item and he was too much a star then to go somewhere else to buy it.
    I know this has nothing to do with the Super Bowl, but it seemed about the same speed as a lot of the celebrity sightings.

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  2. brian stouder said on January 31, 2006 at 10:45 am

    Off the subject of celebrity, and on the subject of American National Treasures – it was surprising (to me, anyway) that Rosa Parks was the first woman in our history accorded the honor of laying in state at the Capitol Rotunda.

    Certainly Coretta Scott King should be the second

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  3. Elissa said on January 31, 2006 at 5:43 pm

    You come to Ann Arbor and you don’t call.

    I weep silently.

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  4. alex said on January 31, 2006 at 6:10 pm

    Brian, I heartily agree, although at the rate things are going south I wouldn’t be surprised if the current administration would cheapen the honor by doing the same for, say, Linda Chavez if she were to croak tomorrow.

    Good thing I’m not a TV-watcher or I’d be as upset as everyone else here in BFE aka FW that regular programming is being preempted tonight for a bunch of Orwellian grandstanding by you-know-who. Even die-hard archconservatives seem to be tiring of it to judge by the complaints I heard ’round the water cooler today, at least those who make a habit of “Jeopardy.”

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