Walking down Hollywood Boulevard with Thairin and Butt magazine‘s Adam Baran, we all went absolutely mental when we noticed THE Karen Black – yes! – IN THE FLESH! – sauntering down Las Palmas, looking just as fresh and lovely as she did in Airport ’75. Of course we tackled her and jumped up and down and shouted in her face and demanded to have our picture taken. And, bless her heart, she was perfectly delightful about it. I managed to quit hyperventilating long enough to ask her about the band The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black and how she feels about them. “They’re very nice,” she said. “I like Kembra and I get it and everything, but it’s frustrating that you can’t search for me on the internet without getting them. They’ve taken all the domain names.” Which would suck. Fortunately, she said that she was able to get back KarenBlack.com (which now takes you to her MySpace page). We also chatted about our mutual friend, wowlebrity Austin Young, who recently photographed her. Which is funny because he and I were talking about her JUST YESTERDAY! Weird! Anyway, my heart is still racing: I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST MET KAREN FREAKING BLACK ON HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD! Oh wait. You don’t suppose it could be one of those KAREN BLACK IMPERSONATORS from down the block do you? Because they’re EVERYWHERE. Naaaah. (PS – Do you think that T-shirt makes me look skinny? I do. Totally boney, right?) (Photo by Thairin)