The first time I ever saw Elijah Wood: The Rosie O'Donnell Show, three-ish years ago. Rosie force-fed Elijah barbecued buffalo wings. He obviously didn't want to eat the buffalo wings. It was very surreal and disturbing--this big, huge, and (then) repressed dyke forcing this precious little 98-pound darling to choke down these crazy barbecued buffalo wings. But Elijah was so sweet about humoring the crazy lady--and he was so fucking ADORABLE with that crazy hair and those big blue eyes--that I developed a crush that has endured to this day.

The last time I saw Elijah Wood: walking on Broadway just last week! Local writer Avram Katzman came barreling out of the Broadway QFC, hollering that he'd just heard that Elijah Wood was shopping at Atlas Clothing a few blocks away. There wasn't even time for my jaw to hit the pavement before the cute little hobbit himself went bopping right past us, hand-in-hand with a nubile femme who was darn near twice his size (Elijah measures in at a Herculean 5'4"). I can't uncover a single shred of evidence that he is filming anything here, so he must be in town on a lark. And his girlfriend? Last word was that model Bijou Phillips was Elijah's steady pump, and while I didn't have the presence of mind to tackle her to the ground and get a DNA sample, I'd bet hard cash that the giantess Elijah was hanging on wasn't Ms. Phillips. Whatever: Sightings of the pair are pouring in from all over town, so keep those star-hungry peepers peeled!

Oh! And, uh, looking down.... Face it' Seattle is pathetic when it comes to resident star power. Plenty of The Beautiful People drop in, but only a wee fistful of them call our troubled shores home. Now, if wagging tongues are to be believed (and they always are), our most adored local power-hitter might be packing up and cashing out! According to E! Network's Ted Casablanca, Dave Matthews just wrangled a "big-ass" chunk of land from the University of Virginia, Charlottesville, with the intention of "putting down roots" there! If Dave bails, who'd be left? Kenny G? The Frugal Gourmet? Leslie Miller, for Christ's sake? Appalling. I for one would beg Mr. Matthews to reconsider. Please, please, pretty-please, Dave--don't abandon us!

Now that all of the cool, interesting people are out of the way, fossilized First Mother Barbara Bush (and her creepy entourage of MIBs) was spotted at the Greenwood Fred Meyer. Why was Lady Bush at the Greenwood Freddy's? No clue. But remind me to tell you about the time I slobbered all over her rum balls....

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