Behind the Binoculars with Chris May:
Even though I’ve lived in LA for almost 10 years, I never get tired of seeing semi-famous people doing the kind of mundane, unglamorous things that people like me have to do all day long. For example, last night I had to race down to the Sav-On to pick up some cold medicines for my ailing girlfriend, and I ran smack into ex-Nickelodeon star Amanda Bynes in the Coughs & Colds / Foot Relief aisle. I really wanted to stop and have some hot guy-on-girl foot relief talk with her, but I thought better of it and let her pick through the bunion removers and corn salves in peace.
Apparently my knack for spotting so-so celebs has rubbed off on the rest of my team, as they’ve also had a recent rash of celebrity run-ins. Most of them seem to be driving related – probably because we’re in LA, and out here driving is the great equalizer. Here’s a quick recap:
• Story Editor Stephanie spotted Will Smith puttering up the 101 in a bright blue Bentley with an oversized steering wheel so large that it almost made his giant teeth seem regular-sized by comparison. But not quite.
• Intern Mike saw Pimp My Ride impresario Xzibit scooting around in a decidedly non-pimped-out Range Rover, which is a nice enough car for the average marginally talented rapper turned basic-cable TV star, but if you’re going to host a show that encourages people to put TV screens in their hubcaps, you really ought to step it up a notch. Intern Mike also spotted alleged pill-popper/ex-husband abuser/OJ Simpson party-pal/’80s “Cherry Pie” pin-up Tawny Kitaen looking a little less-than-fresh and driving somewhat erractically down a seedy Hollywood side street known for its many “independent pharmaceutical distributors.” Maybe she was taking a shortcut on her way to church, who knows.
• And director of photography Greg recently flew back from a frantic Las Vegas shoot and had the pleasure of sitting next to America’s Favorite Miniaturized Comedic Actor (sorry Peter Dinklage), Verne Troyer. Greg said he was a little nervous when he realized who his seatmate was, given Verne’s well-documented tendency to A) get roaring drunk, B) get naked, and C) pee all over the place to mark his territory. Fortunately, Verne didn’t do any of those things and instead opted to spend the hour-long flight chatting about sneakers.
– Chris May