Dining out at hot spots is fun, but you may become hungrier for star sightings than the actual food. Fortunately for me Sotto Sotto had an great menu filled with Italian delight, someone else paying the bill, and a star roster with Lorne Michaels from SNL on it. It's up to you if he's and A, B or C list star. I just don't understand people's obsessions with famous people. Maybe I am just a heartless bastard unmoved by the glance in my general direction by some teen heart throb or scream queen. I mean why should I care about them anymore than I do about the girl who serves me a latte. If anything I should like the latte girl more, she is fulfilling some need I have, which I way more than I can say for the likes of the average famous person. Let's look at a brief sample of famous people.



Celine Dion = Great Pain

Mariah Carey = Music Inducing Vomiting = Great Pain

Keanu Reeves = Action followed by Horrible Dialogue = Great Pain

Famke Jansen = Smoking Hot = Jealous Girlfriend = Great Pain



I'll leave the proof as an excercise to the reader, but as you can see stars can only privde great pain and thus should be ignored. QED.