See, I'm told one of my fave on-the-verge self-proclaimed gay actors is thisclose, after much papa-esque powwowing, to adopting a kid with his b-f. Congrats, you two! Will all this familial frolicking happen in time to share B-days with Naomi Watt's toddler-to-be? Too much fun in the crib-side sun!
During a shoot at Smashbox Studios Wednesday, Leo had his peeps place environmentally safe disposable trash cans around the lot, so the crew could recycle their cups and plates from craft services. Wasn't that caring of him? I could puke, but still, 'twas sweet o' the boy.
Not so nice was the report that his Oscar-presenting partner Al Gore is sucking up oodles of energy with his Tennessee mansion. 'Course, we've all heard this, so guess L.D.'s faring better, post-Oscars, than his green-touting Kodak podium partner.
Oh, the Gore-goring study (published by a partisan group, by the by) claims the old veep's Tennessee crib uses more energy each month than the average American household per year. The pad happens to have 20 rooms, though, which is about five times the size of a typical home. Gore claims it's all green, renewable energy he's using at home, but I say let's take a look at his refuse bins, huh?
Would Leo approve?
Yep, you read correctly. L2 took over the turntables Wednesday night at Les Deux for a guest gig. No word on if the beats she picked were bomb or bad, but this raises a few questions in my book:
First: You dropped out of a flick with Annette Bening to spend your free time deejaying in mid-rent L.A. clubs? G-friend, get your mind right. The only person who thinks that was a good move is Jessica Biel, who landed your role.
Second: Why frequent prime places for drinking, drugs and other debauchery when you're fresh outta rehab? Do you like temptation, Linds, or can you just not quit the 21-and-over destinations? Sounds like someone needs a 12-step refresher. Just a suggestion, though.
Oh, and as long as I'm sticking my schnoz where it's not requested, might as well also report to all you sleaze-esque addicts some par-tick de-lish doings: Also seen at the same Lohan twirling spot was 17-year-old Hayden Panettiere, hustling friends in the side door (guess they weren't carding that night); Cisco Adler and his saggy balls; and Brandon Davis, who lovingly dubbed Linds Firecrotch way back when. Classy crowd!
"I saw this incredibly gorgeously cute little girl in a buggy," gushes Desk White Rock. "Her mother was singing 'Happy Birthday,' which was odd, because most moms don't sing while strolling their tots on the boardwalk...and I look up and see Jen!"
Evidently, my Canuck chica stumbled upon Mama Garner serenading Violet for her very first birthday. Too adorable, isn't it? And for the sugary sweet record, I'm told Jen, casual in a jacket, jeans and no makeup, was warm and gracious when asked if it was indeed her.