It’s here, 20 years of “writings by the world’s most outrageous columnist.” Michael Musto, of the Village Voice‘s insanely popular “La Dolce Musto,” has put most of those two decades into a “fabulous” stars-and-gossip-filled new book. To be honest, and in the interest of full disclosure, we’ll admit we spent part of last night in bed with our old friend Musto, reading the bits about our junkets with him to the penis pyramids of Bangkok and the wheelchair-bound drag queens of Rio de Janeiro, and then flipping through the rest of the book for general name-check. No index to help, but we found most of whom we were looking for. (Realistically, though, an index would have been 20 pages.) Musto’s the brightest, the gayest, the funniest, the gayest reporter of them all. Did we just say “gayest” twice? Oh haha. It was Musto, you must remember, who began the tactic, back when it just wasn’t done, of nagging closeted celebrities out of their armoires and into our arms. Just ask Rosie O’Donnell. And then ask yourself who all the stars are on the 15 pages of blind items, still fresh and still baffling: “What late star’s husband went home with a female impersonator dressed as his dead wife?” “What children’s icon was caught out of costume – and character – shopping for dildos on the West Side?” And, when it comes to Musto, the blind items are the lucky ones. The book drops (dead gorgeous) January 5.