tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52656412011-04-21T16:10:42.473-07:00Jessica's Star SightingsA daily compendium of all the stars I see in L.A.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1133551186111988612005-12-02T11:16:00.000-08:002005-12-02T11:19:46.113-08:00It's been ages since I've written. But now I'm back. Probably because I had what I consider to be the best star sighting ever yesterday afternoon.I was taking a hike after work at Runyon Canyon in the Hollywood Hills when I saw a man and a woman walking down the hill toward me. I squinted and then confirmed -- it was him. Luke Spencer (known in real life as Tony Geary). That's Luke of "Luke and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1064596797335192322003-09-26T10:09:00.000-07:002003-09-26T10:19:57.273-07:00Haven't posted in a while. That's because I've been busy writing a new celebrity/gossip column for the Los Angeles Independent. So here's the quick run-down on who I've seen in the past couple of months:
- Phil Keoghan, the host of the Amazing Race at my friend Mike's birthday party. Check out his GREAT L.A.-centric blog, Franklin Avenue. You can read all about his Amazing Race-styled party Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1061909550311210232003-08-26T07:52:00.000-07:002003-08-26T07:53:28.943-07:00Ever heard of Richard Hatch? I don't mean that guy who won the first season of Survivor. I'm talking about the star of that late '70s TV show Battlestar Gallactica. I saw him on Saturday. The American Cinematheque in Hollywood had a screening of the pilot movie that launched the series to celebrate its 25th anniversary. Hatch was there along with some other D-level celebrities from the show. The Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1061325331702811252003-08-19T13:35:00.000-07:002003-08-19T13:35:31.623-07:00Saw a screening of Sofia Coppola's new movie, "Lost in Translation," at the American Cinematheque last night. She (along with star Bill Murray) participated in a Q&A afterward. I thought the movie was just OK. It was a really slow film -- on purpose. But the pacing just didn't work. The acting was great, as was the cinematography, but it was really trying to be much more than it wasn't. It was Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1059595877162615762003-07-30T13:11:00.000-07:002003-07-30T13:11:17.143-07:00Went to a screening at the Sherman Oaks Galleria the other night of the not-yet-released film Love Actually, starring Emma Thompson, Colin Firth and Hugh Grant. I liked the movie -- my boyfriend hated it. The best part of the evening had to be the star sighting we had on the way out. Coming down the elevator behind us (with her arm tightly wrapped around another woman -- what's that all about?) Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1059410080642129902003-07-28T09:34:00.000-07:002003-07-28T09:36:05.870-07:00We went to the American Cinematheque on Friday night to see the film Santa Sangre as part of the Los Angeles Latino International Film Festival. Jeff (my boyfriend) was really excited about going because director Alejandro Jodorowsky was going to be doing a Q&A afterward.
We got in line at about 9:15 for the 9:45 movie and immediately found out that the film would be starting about 30 minutes Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1058806531784473802003-07-21T09:55:00.000-07:002003-08-21T14:16:39.090-07:00It was a busy weekend. We went down to San Diego for the yearly Comic-Con Convention. It was a zoo. If you've never been to a "con" before, it's the place where seemingly normal people for 51 weeks of the year turn out to attend panels about anything remotely related to comic books and dress up like their favorite comic characters. Actually, I take that back. Not all of the characters are even Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1057772409387550022003-07-09T10:40:00.000-07:002003-07-09T10:40:09.273-07:00Ever recognize a celebrity that you're embarrassed to admit? Well, this is one of those times. We were driving up La Cienega Blvd. last night at about 10 p.m. and I spotted one. Bobby Trendy. Who? You know, that interior designer who was on the Anna Nicole Smith show. The annoying one. I watched him park his car in front of his store and then enter the store carrying two large bags from Bed, BathJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-1057597368762025442003-07-07T10:02:00.000-07:002003-07-07T10:05:18.413-07:00Hadn't seen a star in a while until yesterday evening. I was at Book Soup in West Hollywood when I noticed this odd-looking man wearing a kerchief around his neck. "Who the hell wears a kerchief in L.A.?" I asked myself. "Peter Bogdanovich," I replied to myself as my brain put a name to the face. Yep, the writer and director of the "Last Picture Show" and former lover of murdered Playboy PlaymateJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-958711382003-06-20T11:32:00.000-07:002003-06-20T11:33:43.000-07:00I've been lax. It's been over a week since I've posted, and it's not for lack of material. We went to a screening of Capturing the Friedmans last week. (Great film, by the way.) The screening wasn't part of the L.A. Film Festival, but it was playing at the Sunset 5 theaters, where a lot of film festival screenings are. So as we were waiting in line for tickets, we saw John C. Reilly come out of Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-955143162003-06-10T10:37:00.000-07:002003-06-20T11:34:48.000-07:00I've got a lot of stuff to report. It's been over a week since I've logged anything — a week full of star sightings.
First, last Saturday night we went to the Coldplay concert at the Hollywood Bowl. Saw Valerie Bertinelli (with her son, Wolfgang). Then later, as we were leaving, we saw Phil Jackson trying to get in the artists' entrace. He'd be pretty hard to miss, actually. He towered over Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-950407092003-05-29T09:52:00.000-07:002003-05-29T09:53:30.000-07:00A bunch of new ones to report. Went to a screening of Grease at the Egyptian Theater on Saturday. After the film they had a whole load of "stars" from the show speaking, including T-Birds Jeff Conaway and Barry Pearl and Pink Ladies Dinah Manoff (also an Empty Nest star) and Jamie Donnely. A very fun night. Then last night we went to see the documentary Spellbound (about the national spelling beeJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-947418442003-05-22T08:52:00.000-07:002003-05-22T08:52:59.000-07:00Went to a screening of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea on Tuesday at the El Capitan Theater in Hollywood. Standing at the back of the theater just as the lights went down as actor Bruce Davison (probably best known for his role as the senator in The X-men). Minor sighting, but a sighting nonetheless.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-944099102003-05-15T13:42:00.000-07:002003-05-15T13:42:32.853-07:00My carpool buddy was driving me home yesterday down 3rd Street. We see these two dumb people trying to jaywalk right in front of her car at about 3rd and Sweetzer. Then I realize who it is. Jake Gyllenhaal and Kirsten Dunst. They ran across the street and stopped next to a big black SUV. Man, she's just tiny in person. Pretty good star sighting for a normal drive home from work.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-934119212003-04-28T11:01:00.000-07:002003-08-21T09:41:06.346-07:00Every weekend I do my long run along Santa Monica Blvd. in Beverly Hills. There's a nice path there. In the past I've seen Raquel Welch power walking, but on Sunday, I saw singer Garrison Starr. She was just in town for a concert on the 16th, and she's not playing anywhere else until the 29th, so I'm pretty sure it was her. Minor sighting, but I think it counts nonetheless. She opened for Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-932678192003-04-25T16:18:00.000-07:002003-04-25T16:22:12.000-07:00Went to the McSweeney's/They Might Be Giants event at Royce Hall at UCLA last night. We decided to park on Sunset to avoid the $7 parking charge (what's up with that?!?!). While crossing Hilgard, who should be turning on to Sunset but none other than Rob Schneider. He was being driven in an Audi. Then, of course, at the McSweeney's event we saw Dave Eggers, Sarah Vowell (from NPR's "This AmericanJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-926818072003-04-15T17:01:00.000-07:002003-04-15T17:01:10.810-07:00So I didn't actually see this one myself, but it came from a reliable source (my fellow editor Audrey). She spotted Quentin Tarantino with Darryl Hannah at the Arclight movie theater last weekend. They were eating in the cafe, and Tarantino was talking really loudly. Good one. Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-925930332003-04-14T10:12:00.000-07:002003-07-09T10:44:17.966-07:00Walking back from Sav-on on Saturday I saw Naomi Judd. At least I think it was her. But as someone told me at a party on Saturday night, "In L.A. if you think you see someone, you can say you saw them." In this case, Naomi was just walking down Santa Monica (in between Kings and La Cienega) right past Tasty Kabob. Maybe she was hungry. Or maybe she was headed to Dream Dresser just a few yards Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-924414572003-04-11T11:06:00.000-07:002003-04-11T11:13:35.000-07:00Went to a great reading last night at the L.A. Central Library called "Women of Courage." Celebrities (some of whom I've never heard of) where there reading excepts from a book of the same name that profiles different women who've faced a struggle of some sort and overcome there. The celebs that I did recognize were Rita Wilson and Andrea Martin. One of the women I was with commented that Wilson Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-923661182003-04-10T08:50:00.000-07:002003-07-09T10:43:42.133-07:00OK. So here's what I'm thinking. This blog would be a great place to list and describe my celebrity sightings. When I first moved to L.A. I kept a diary of all my celebrity encounters, but I got tired of being on the lookout for them all the time, so I kind of let my recording duties slide. Now I'm going to try to get back into it. First on the list? Bruce Vilanche.
That's right. That big Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5265641.post-923206322003-04-09T15:57:00.000-07:002003-07-09T10:43:26.536-07:00Since my friends Mike and Maria started a blog (and since I've ended up reading theirs pretty much every day), I figured I should start my own. Not sure what the focus will be yet, but you have to start somewhere, right?Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527185432051216871noreply@blogger.com