In this edition: A reader with far too much time on his hands sends in a detailed transcript of his interaction with Six Feet Under alum Michael Weston, the triumphant return of Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams, John Cusack and Arianna Huffington, Billy Bob Thorton, Cynthia Nixon, Paul Bettany, Nic Cage, Kyra Sedgewick, Nicole Richie, Naomi Campbell, Nicky Hilton, Tinsley Mortimer, Brandon Davis, Alek Wek, Tim Robbins, Lauren Graham, Christina Applegate, Robert Downey Jr, Rachel Leigh Cook, Chloe Sevigny, Jason Lewis, Gisele, Lauren Ambrose, Anne Hathaway, Mandy Moore, lingering doubt over Tara Subkoff, Paul Giamatti, Gabriel Byrne, Jim McGreevey, Sofia Coppola, Caroline Winberg, Yao Ming and Patrick Ewing, Steven Van Zandt, Ed Koch, Chris Cornell, Ariel Foxman, Trey from the OC, Leonard Nimoy, Heidi Klum impregnator Flavio Briatore, and Dan Hedaya.

Remember that riveting episode of "Six Feet Under" where Jake poured gasoline on David with a threat to blow David's head off? That's a silly question because everyone remembers that episode. Well, yesterday I didn't have gasoline poured on me, but I did run into Jake Michael Weston at a local copy shop last night. At first I didn't see him because I was busy copying for a friend that fantastic Christopher Hitchens article from Vanity Fair that skewers the pompous pretentions of the Bush family. "Gee, that's a little off topic, wouldn't you say?" asked the reader of this post. When I heard "Does anyone have any change?" I thought a homeless person might have entered the shop. I looked up and saw Michael Weston begging for coin. He wanted to copy some pages of a play he had with him and needed change for the copier. I said I could help him. He then pulled out his wallet and said, 'Sorry, I only have twenties." I said that that's a good problem to have. I then showed him a copier — yes, this is a riveting story, isn't it — that didn't require change. Instead (I said to him) you make your copies and then bring them to the counter to pay. Alas, a new problem arose. He was trying to do a letter-size copy but, see, it came out legal. (This is getting exciting now.) So I took control of the situation and showed him that you cannot just simply plop down a manuscript on the screen because the machine's default scanner mechanism will read it for the full size — in this case, the splayed manuscript was read by the machine as "legal". So I told him he had to select "letter" first and then begin copying. And with that, his life was suddenly back in order. Yes, I saved the day last night in the copy store and was pleased to realize that I did not leave this struggling (heh) actor befuddled and bewildered at the copy machine. He then proceeded to do his copies, and I left the store and scampered off into the night.

Heath Ledger (looking totally HOTTT!!) and Michelle Williams buying a baby sling at Boing Boing in Park Slope. They were sweet and nice! Neither one expected special treatment, very low key if in a hurry.

Saw John Cusack looking incredibly awkward at a Council on Foreign Relations talk by Ahmad Chalabi. Didn't know he was a political type. Dress code was business attire but he was in corduroy sweater, jeans, sunglasses and perfectly tousled hair. Was with Arianna Huffington, who tried to ask a question and got stuffed by the moderator, and John was so bored he was actually doodling on his jeans (couldn't see what). Nonetheless all the diplomatic types were slobbering over him and he didn't seem to be bothered sitting in the third-to-last row with all the disheveled reporters.

Saw Billy Bob Thorton filming in the bookstore at the corner of Bleecker and 11th. Despite the cold, Billy stepped outside between scenes, and instead of running back to his trailer to be a reclusive bulimic vampire and hang upside down to drink blood then throw it up, he preferred to chain-smoke and laugh and schmooze with crew, shaking the hands of the occasional extra caught in his midst. He looked wiry but handsome in a dark suit and trench.

Saw Cynthia Nixon last night at Cattyshack in Brooklyn. She is truly stunning in person. Taller, thinner, and blonder than she looks on TV. She was absolutely radiant and wearing a fabulous little baby blue jacket with a furry collar. She was with her girlfriend and some other friends.

This morning (11/13), I saw Paul Bettany walking on Carroll Street in Park Slope. He was talking on his cell phone and carrying a little kid on his shoulders...the kid looked just like Jennifer Connelly. They were adorable.

On Sunday I was on the corner of 1st avenue and 53rd street when Nicholas Cage came strolling along with his wife Alice (alas, no baby Kal-el). Mr. Cage was dressed down in a grey fleece sweatshirt and jeans. I caught him checking out his hair in the reflection of several shopwindows as they made their way north.

Typical Upper West Side. At west side camera on 87th st. pricing digital cameras I can't afford, turned to see a very slight, very normal looking blond who turned out to be Kyra Sedgewick. No makeup, pretty, soft features, less hard-edge than the 'closer'. She was asking for help printing photographs, trying not to be too impatient with the staff.

Was at Marquee in NYC Friday night (11/11), dancing upstairs with one of my girlfriends. Look over to my left, and lo and behold it was none other than Nicole Richie seated with a guy friend I didn't recognize. She looked great and was very smiley. On a normal day, I would have just waved but not that night. I made a total ass out of myself, squealing like a five-year-old and asking for a photo with her. She smiled and said, "Sure," but as soon as I took my camera out, the bouncers were upon me like a pack of wolves saying no pictures of Ms. Richie in the club. Should have known better.

Just got in from a boozy, but non-druggy (at least for me) night at La Esquina and the B8. Didn't see anyone at LE, but B8 was rife with sightings. D&G party Naomi Campbell in something like a sequined bolero not looking that great, hardly recognized her; a blonde Nicky Hilton almost running me over while holding hands with a Quentin Tarantino look-a-like, and who also had a guy in her booth who was dancing way too overzealously; socialite Tinsley Mortimer dirty dancing with some euro/banker type, Andre Harrell in some seriously shiny and weird outfit; Brandon Davis dude, that hair has to go; Alek Wek. Heard Nicole Richie was there, and another table had a bodyguard, but didn't see anyone looking like an Olsen, Lohan or Simpson. Tons of models and hangers-on lots of duos consisting of gay guys with their fashionista girlfriends.

Saw giant Tim Robbins on Sunday afternoon—hockey stick in hand, bandana in hair—at the MoMa store in Soho waiting for some shopgirl to bring him a package. He was very aloof and "don't-talk-to-me-I'm-Tim-Robbins"-esque. Meanwhile, on West Broadway,
we saw Trisha Yearwood at Antropologie, undoubtedly in town for the CMAs this Wednesday. Yeah, I know, whatever, but still. Afterwards, stopping by Dean and Deluca on Broadway and Prince, we saw Lauren Graham with gay friend in tow grabbing a fast coffee. She's cute—normal cute, kinda tall. Also had a sighting Saturday night: Christina Applegate outside Angus McIndoe on 44th and 8th locked in a long embrace with what seemed to be a dear gay friend. He left and she stood around smoking with a girlfriend for a bit. Is her show even still running?

I met Robert Downey Jr this weekend in Tribeca during a screening of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.

Saw Rachael Leigh Cook (whoa, blast from the past!) walking today on Macdougal & Bleecker. She was alone, very young-looking and was wearing her hair in cute little pigtail buns.

I saw Chloe Sevigny on the uptown R train tonight (11/13). She was with a tall skinny guy with glasses and curly hair upon a Google image search, it definitely might have been Vincent Gallo. She looked pretty normal, with blond hair, bright lips and a flower in her hair but when she stood up, she was wearing extremely high-waisted black pants and a ruffly white shirt tucked into them. They looked like they were dressed up for some event and transferred to the N across the platform.

I spotted Sex and the City's "Smith Jerrod," a.k.a. Jason Lewis meandering around the farmers' market in Union Square on Saturday (11/12) afternoon around 4 pm with a blonde woman (not Rosario Dawson). Minutes beforehand (3:45 pm), I passed Strokes
drummer Fabrizio Moretti who was walking eastbound on the north side of 14th Street toward Broadway, sans girlfriend Drew Barrymore.

Spotted Gisele at Murray's cheese shop early Sunday afternoon. I was in her way, she said "excuse me, pardon me" and smiled. That means we're dating now right?

Saturday night, I was waiting to get in to see Laura Cantrell at Mo Pitkins, the super cheesy Jewish place, and Lauren Ambrose from Six Feet Under came up the stairs with her husband to ask if there were any tickets. Didn't try to pull rank when told they were sold out. She looked pretty and skinny.

Saturday I went to Marquee and apparently it was Anne Hathaway's birthday. I never thought she was that pretty but she looked really good. She was groomed nicely but not a lot of make up. I am sure this is a result of Havoc and The Devil Wears Prada and less of those silly princess movies. She was with a large but manageable group of friends. Sort of an odd mix, a bunch of hipsters and college looking kids and then starlets. Mandy Moore was there; it seemed like it took a little while to get her through the door and to her table. She looked better brunette. I think Tara Subkoff was there to but I couldn t tell.

Walking to the subway this morning, I passed by Paul Giamatti on the corner of Court and Montague in Brooklyn Heights. He was walking around aimlessly in an old gray sweatshirt and jeans as people rushed by on their way to work. Aside from myself, who was excited about my sighting, I don't think anyone recognized him. Then, on Saturday morning, I was walking to get my morning coffee and who do I pass by on Montague Street but Gabriel Byrne in a bright red velvet blazer and jeans walking into the Heights Book Shop. Although he is starting to show his age, he is still quite attractive.

Went to the OUT magazine awards at Capital on Friday night. Aside from big celebs like the cowboy from the Village People we spotted Gov Jim McGreevey, Sophia Coppola and Marc Jacobs. The flat tire of the night was Sharon Stone on video accepting an award for the humanitarian of the year. She went on and on and on to the point where everyone started laughing. Also due to poor video/audio you could hardly hear her but her impassioned facial expressions were a hoot to watch!

Saw supermodel Caroline Winberg at the teenybopper-packed All-American Rejects concert yesterday (11/12) at the Roseland Ballroom. She certainly stood out, to say the least. Tall, super-crazy skinny, dressed in tight tapered black jeans and a long loose tank top. She was with some blonde teenage boy who looked a bit too young for her. How old is she, anyway? I'm sure all that smoking isn't doing her skin any justice (she must've smoked an entire pack, just in the two minutes I was watching her).

Walked into Le Parker Meridian hotel Saturday 11/12 around 4pm on way to the Burger Joint, and spotted two incredibly giant men checking into the hotel Patrick Ewing and Yao Ming. Yao Ming was so tall he made Patrick Ewing look short, and the women at the counter look like dwarfs. People in the lobby that also took note of him were trying to figure out how he even got through the doors given his incredible height.

Ran by Steven Van Zandt getting into his black Jaguar XK-R coupe (with NJ tags) on W. 11th bet. 5th and 6th. Car has been parked on the block all week. Who knew stars parked on the street?

Sat one table over from Ed Koch at Remi. The former hizzoner was lunching with 2 grey-haired gentlemen.

On 11/11 was in Williamsburg having dinner with family at Bamonte's, whose clientele usually is straight out of Goodfellas/Sopranos casting. I noticed a good-looking couple walk in the door, the guy was rockerish, with black curly short hair, a goatee, and had beautiful eyes. Upon further inspection-I couldn't believe that it was Chris Cornell of Soundgarden and Audioslave fame. He was so hot-all the guidos in the place were checking him out too!

Saturday night I saw supposedly-not-embattled Cargo editor Ariel Foxman at Starlight, over in the lettered streets. He's a bit of a bajito, even with the voluminous fauxhawk. I'm not sure if this counts as a Stalker sighting as 1) he's I guess not really a celebrity and 2) it's probably not all that unusual to see him there-it would be like writing in with "I saw Ariel walking through the Cargo offices today." Early Sunday evening, across from the 59th Street Bloomingdale's, Trey from the O.C. was headed into the movie theatre with some girl. He's slim and deliciously bedraggled. The bullet wound seems to have healed well.

Spotted at the Whitney special opening for their new Richard Tuttle exhibition, everyone's favorite un-gay Star Trek cast member Leonard Nimoy. Ambling about the gallery, we were wondering if he needed to employ the famous Trek mind probe to figure out Tuttle's work...

Saw lecherous Heidi Klum impregnator Flavio Briatore at the upstairs club of Cipriani's Downtown on Saturday, November 12. Flavio looked every overtanned inch the fat, old, unattractive playboy; 3 or 4 supermodels alternated as his make-out partners.

I was leaving the OTB on 53rd & Second with a cool $3.60 in my pocket ($2 on High Blues to show in the eighth at Churchill) when behold, it's the dad from Clueless, Dan Hedaya. He was wearing a nice coat, ugly scarf and looked unhappy, which is how I knew it was him.