Pomegranate and Vanilla Power Shakes

It's madness I tell ya!

You might have heard about Lillo Brancato, the young actor from "A Bronx Tale" as well as, "The Soprano's" was recently arrested for shooting a cop in (where else?) the Bronx! Did you know that he was friendly with Drea de Matteo who is currently dating my good buddy, Eric Stillman. So, what does this all mean? Well first, Stillman got spooked and took off to Mexico where he is appearing in a film entitled, "El Grande Supra!" - which, from what I understand, is a movie about a Mexican super hero. Stillman is working under the name of "Enrique Rodriquez" - the guy is convinced that if he does not lay low, he might end up sleeping with the fishes. To make matters worse, it seems that Drea is dropping hints with the press that she might be bisexual (LOOK HERE I AINT MAKING THIS UP)...as you know, Stillman has a way of changing straight women into lesbians...poor guy, I hope he's OK.

Meanwhile, here at Casa Baxter, we've been decking the halls. Hank chose a tasteful blue spruce for the foyer as well as two Aspen pines, one for the living room and the other for the rumpus room. We went a little retro this year and trimmed out the trees in bubble lights and miniature cocktail glasses. Gosh, I love the holidays!

Speaking of which, the invitation to Faye Dunaway's Holiday Ball arrived last week and we RSVP'd ... of course, it won't be same what with poor Colin Farrell back in rehab, he's always the life of the party ... sad also to hear that Pamela Anderson's pole dance was cut from that Elton John special, as you know, Pam is no stranger to bumping and grinding around stiff rods; come to mention it, neither is Elton...hung out with Scott Baio the other night at The Viper Room and while Scotty sucked down gin and tonics, and I nursed a diet Dr. Pepper we toasted the fact that "Disco Nation" will NOT be seeing the light of day thanks to Linda Blair's law-suit, later on Baio and I bumped into C. Thomas Howell in the bathroom who was doing a line of coke off of Mackenzie Phillips' thigh, after that CT joined Baio and I for a cup of coffee at Denny's on Sunset Blvd where we reminisced over that night at the Sheldrake Room back in 1991 when Kirk Cameron was given the nickname, 'Hoover'...we toasted the memory of little Mike Seaver and his legendary lips (of course you never heard it from me, but these days little Mister Goodie Two Shoes is legendary for propositioning body-builders down on Venice Beach ... I snapped this photo of him last week while he was passing out his phone number to the beefcake on display...)

Mr. Man is so busy these days; between "The Simpson's" and his Showtime series, "Huff", the guy has been running himself ragged. He does not know this yet, but I just got word that his Christmas gift has arrived, I am hiding his new Benz over at David Blaine's garage. Cost me a pretty penny, but I think he's worth it... I also booked us a suite at the The Regent Beverly Wilshire for New Year's Eve; we are planning a private soiree for some of the Hollywood Bachelors and the staff at the Regent is very discreet ... last year on New Year's we hosted a clothing optional beer bust that caused the police to arrive...let's just say were it not for the hotel's concierge slipping L.A.'s finest some sawbucks, you might have read about the whole sordid affair in the National Enquirer

Today I Fed Exd three scripts over to Columbia and was happy to cash eight checks from Paramount and Metro; yeah, it was a good day... Went to the club for a work out and bumped into John Cusack; we chatted while using the stair master and then retired to the indoor pool for a quiet lunch. Cusack's been busy and he's very happy for Jeremy Piven and his success on "Entourage"... while lounging we indulged in a couple of pomegranate and vanilla power shakes while we discussed the obscenity that is Mariah Carey and her Grammy nominations, "Who's dick is she sucking?" Cusack asked while floating in his inflatable lounge chair, I nodded in agreement and floated in my own water chair while the glass roof of the Beverly Hills Health Club revealed a cobalt blue sky free of any clouds...