My past run-ins with Anna Nicole Smith are fresh on my mind (and privates) these days, plus Drew Barrymore, Hugh Grant and Adam Brody know how to play musical mischief awfully well...

Larry King

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I was in Nate 'n Al when it happened. You know Nate 'n Al, the very Industry deli on Beverly? I had just ordered the whitefish. "You mean the fresh whitefish?" asked the server, all biz. "No, I mean the whitefish that's been sitting around for days," I sassed back.

She, of course, had been asking whether or not I wanted the smoked whitefish, and I took advantage—cruel of me, I know. It's just that the whole deli was already a frenzy of celeb-food-chain gossip, which put me right into a bitchy, predatory mood.

See, right after I came in, all the servers were abuzz about Larry King getting into a to-do with his latest blondie wife (they're at Nate 'n Al often, for breakfast). It was the salmon-on-the-side scuttlebutt, I'm tellin' ya. But then that little-fish story quickly got washed away when whisperings of the demise of the big, peroxided tuna-kahuna herself, Anna Nicole Smith, began to stir.

Larry who?
Anna Nicole Smith, Bruce Bibby

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Suddenly, The O'Reilly Factor was on my cell and (not fond) memories of being groped by Anna were on my brain. The last time I saw her was when I was interviewing the Texas-born sexpot for her reality gig, The Anna Nicole Show, on E! We had lunch at Le Dome. At one bosomy point, I asked A.N.S. if she got tired of men wanting to touch her enormous ta-tas.

"Yeah," she half-purred-slurred through whatever cocktail of chemicals and alcohol she was guzzling at the time. "Ah...dew."

"Don't you just want to grab some guy's crotch as revenge sometimes?" I asked, half serious, half what-the-hell.

"Yay—uh...," Anna cooed, eyes suddenly more alert than they'd been the entire luncheon. "Can I grab yours?"

I thought, I started it, I have to finish it (as it were). I consented.

Anna Nicole Smith

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And then Anna Nicole Smith spent a good five minutes or so groping, searching, grabbing, prodding and rubbing the outside of my jeans, fruitlessly searching for this fruit's privates, which, for the first time in their existence, post-puberty, had actually retreated as far inside as they possibly could.

(Ask any man for the physiological dynamics of what I'm talkin' about after a cold shower, should you not understand me.)

All said, Ms. Es was a sweet gal surrounded by some folks and hangers-on who did not want the best for her. (Let's stay veddy closely tuned to Anna's moolah, post-autopsy, eh?)

Of course, Anna's detractors would say the same about Smith's intentions for her second husband, right? So, perhaps karma's just a bitch, like it always is.

Drew Barrymore

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Nice to hear Drew Barrymore's supposed split from her ex-boy-toy Fabrizio Moretti hasn't soured her on l'amour. At the premiere of her new flick Music and Lyrics  Wednesday night, I asked Drew what the theme song to her own life would be.

"'All You Need Is Love,' by the Beatles," she said, looking semi-glam in a black and gold Roberto Cavalli gown. "I think that's just a beautiful thing to live your life by."

Drew not only stars in said flick, she does her own singing with costar Hugh Grant as well. I asked if there were any plans for her to pursue a musical career and make an album, à la Jennifer Lopez and Lindsay Lohan, now that she'd had a taste of singing?

"I would love to," she laughed, "but no one would want to hear it! That's where the problem would come in."

Drew's such a smart girl, isn't she?

Hugh Grant

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Hugh, who also does his own warbling, plays an over-the-hill pop star trying to resuscitate his career. Which, of course, reminded me of one Britney Spears. I asked Hugh if he thought the former pop princess would make a comeback.

"God, I don't know very much about Britney Spears," he pooh-poohed. (What's the matter with you, Hugh? Don't you read the rags like the rest of our celeb-starved population?) "So, I can't give you an answer on that."

Boooring!  Where's that Sunset Boulevard cheekiness we all know and love?

Hugh's former costar Sandra Bullock was there to support, along with SNL alums Jimmy Fallon and Chris Kattan (for Drew, I'm guessin', since she just hosted).

Adam Brody

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But what was a solo Adam Brody doing at the premiere? He ducked in before the flick started sans date.

Is Adam into catchin' chick flicks all by his lonesome, or could he have a crush on newly single Drew and be hopin' to make a move?

I think you two would make a way cute couple!

It was a smashing evening, indeed, at the posh premiere of HBO's new romantic flick Starter for 10  Tuesday peeyem. The Tom Hanks-produced film's all about a lusty love triangle set on a college campus in Britain during the 1980s. Brilliant, we say! Big hombre on campus T. Hanks (minus wifey Rita Wilson) was among the many on hand for the premiere.

As to whether he prefers acting or producing better, Tom quipped, "Oh, acting is like going to the beach. Producing is like having to go to work with your're gonna be sweeping up welding rocks all day long!" Oy vey!

James McAvoy

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It certainly wasn't all work and no play for leading actor and Scottish hunkster James McAvoy, who got to be a part of a romantic love triangle between two hot toddies Rebecca Hall and Alice Eve.

"It was exciting for me," said James, in his hottie Scotty accent, whose daffy role in Starter for 10 is a far cry from the whimsical roles he has chosen in the past (like the talking fawn he played in The Chronicles of Narnia). "I've always wanted to do a romantic comedy."

Chloe Sevigny

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And speaking of having multiple boink buddies, also on board was Big Love's fit and far from scrappy star Bill Paxton, along with costars Chloë Sevigny and Amanda Seyfried. And when I asked Bill whether he thought monogamy was possible in Hollywood, his hunky-dory reply said it all:

"I don't think so," the downer declared. "I think movie stars live for a while, but polygamists and rock stars live forever!" Bloody hope so.
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