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In this edition of the Stalker: Jay-Z, Adriana Lima, Chelsea Clinton and Ian Klaus, Matt Damon, Jared Leto, Daria Werbowy, Jason Schwartzman, Hilary Swank, Alex Rodriguez, Steve Carell, David Byrne, Ed Norton, Howard Stern and Beth Ostrosky, Paul Newman, Rufus Wainwright, Kelsey Grammer, Michael Imperioli, Vincent D'Onofrio, Chris Parnell, Judy Greer and Ivana Milicevic, Lauren Bush and David Lauren, Russell Simmons, Ann Curry, Anthony Edwards, B.D. Wong, John Cameron Mitchell, and, assorted, lengthy ruminations on Amanda Hearst from the man that brought you last week s Lizzy Jagger saga.

At Stereo last night (1/28), a member of the staff came over and asked us if we would mind moving from our table to one across the club, in the dead middle of the throng with the rest of the sweaty hoi polloi. Turns out Jay-Z had bought several tables and so evicted us celebrity trumps all. Though I was staring daggers at him from across the club, he didn't take much note. Also, Adriana Lima at Cipriani, earlier in the evening.

I saw Chelsea Clinton today (Monday) in full-on plain brown business suit with Ian Klaus (aren't they broken up?) at Starbucks in Park Ave. Plaza on 52nd and Madison. She paid for their two coffees and one marshmallow crispie with her clear Amex card. Ian had serious ants in his pants and wanted everyone to look at him. They seemed couple-y are they together or not? Plus, isn't she engaged? Chelsea looked OK, but you can see mama H in the humongo teeth and mouth. They shared their crispie as Ian put on his shades for the walk through the atrium indoors.

Saw Matt Damon get out of a cab on 8th street & Lafayette, around 9:15 on Saturday night. He was with 2 other guys, neither of whom I recognized. He's not that tall, but he is pretty cute in person. He was wearing a black ski hat.

1/30 at Blue Ribbon Sushi. Saw Jared Leto eating all by his lonesome at the sushi bar. I admittedly did a double take because of his Chapmanization (and I thought he was checking me out, which was flattering but made me feel a little dirty since he's boned the likes of Lindsay Lohan), but I'd seen recent pics on-set and while he was definitely doughier, eyes, nose and purty lips were all him. He said a polite goodbye to the girl sitting next to him. About ten minutes later, model Daria Werbowy walks in with some scruffy Euro-dude with long gray hair and a beard. She walks to the back of the restaurant alone, then leaves with Euro-dude. I guess she didn't want to eat among the plebeians, but they wouldn't move said plebeians to seat her narrow, haughty ass. She is hot though, but of course she already knew that.

Jason Schwartzman was at the LES restaurant Barrio Chino last night, accompanied by several friends, wearing black, looking like he did in I Heart Huckabees, plus a little scruff. About half an hour after he showed up, a man came into the tiny, crowded restaurant and announced to the hostess in a pompous (aren't they always) British accent, "Broken Social Scene would like to eat at your restaurant." He was told that Broken Social Scene could wait for a table like everyone else, but they got a table about 20 minutes later.

I totally forgot to tell you guys that I saw Ms. Hilary Swank on Saturday afternoon/early evening with an unknown man (not Chad) holding hands while have a drink or two at Tom and Jerry s on Elizabeth St. I was the geek having too many Bloody Marys sitting at the bar. Cheers to Y., the bartender, for pointing her out to me.

Yankess third baseman Alex Rodriquez walking northbound on Park Avenue near 57th Street on Saturday night. His beautiful wife Cynthia and an unidentified couple were also in tow for the leisurely stroll. A-Rod is incredibly tall and he looked like a nicely dressed cashmere-clad Sasquatch with bedroom eyes. A fair number of doormen were also peeking out of their post to get a glimpse of Mr. Rodriquez. He also looks like he's been pumping plenty of iron during the offseason.

Heading through the lobby of 1230 Ave. of the Americas, I was stopped and hushed by a PA on what I presume to be an on-location shoot of "The Office." Steve Carell was standing in front of the revolving door talking straight into the camera and looking earnest and in character in a suit and green tie. He finished his monologue and then walked purposefully through to the elevators. Then he stopped to talk to some people and seemed calm and pretty nice.

I saw David Byrne last night sitting at the bar at La Lunchonette by himself. He is a super cool dude. He looked very patrician, and was drinking a half bottle of wine while reading a magazine, followed by a cup of coffee. He was facing the room so we all got a really nice look at him. As we were leaving I saw the magazine was Time Out. Maybe he was planning his weekend activities?

Spotted Edward Norton Saturday night on Lafayette with a male companion. Wearing a beanie, jeans, and coat, he was pretty nondescript and really only recognizable for sure by his voice.

I was jogging in Central Park on Saturday with my dog, and noticed a really tall, gangly pale man up ahead, running along side a pretty, petite blonde. As I overtook them (they weren't running very fast), I noticed it was shock jock Howard Stern, wearing a track jacket and shorts, with his model girlfriend, Beth Ostrosky. Both seemed to be enjoying the lovely day. Howard should really consider some self-tanner on those chicken legs.

Maybe you don't care about people this old, but my boyfriend just told me that Paul Newman is shooting a movie in his office right now. He works on 55th & Park.

Walking into my building on 19th and Irving Place, I spotted Rufus Wainwright standing right outside the door to my building. He was chatting with an attractive couple a Yoga-lovin, We-Are-So-East-Village kind of couple. Rufus looked sort of hungover and definitively had a little extra around the midsection.

At 4:50 PM on Saturday Kelsey Grammer in the elevator at Bergdorf Goodman with what seemed to be his kids (if he has them) and their nanny (if he has one).

Sunday night, January 29th: Michael Imperioli with his son and possibly his own father. He was so cute in real life! Gained a little weight. And has great hair. No more heroin chic Chrissy. So cute!

On my way to The Strand (to do some research for my knockoff tote bag business), I saw Vincent D'Onofrio catching the early bird special at the Bon Vivant Diner on Broadway near 12th. He was sitting at a window booth with a woman and child. I walked by a few times just to be 100% sure it was Pvt Pyle.

In the Mac store on 1/29 Mr. Lazy Sunday himself, Chris Parnell, sat down on a bench next to me for five minutes before walking down stairs and to the cash register.

So I'm walking home on W. 10th around close to midnight (1/29). It's drizzly and deserted expect for two girls walking towards me. As they get closer, I realize it's Judy Greer and Ivana Milicevic, my new Love Monkey menage a trois fantasy. They were bundled up but looked hot nonetheless.

Sat behind Lauren & Lauren (Bush & David) at the Rusty Truck show at the Living Room on Ludlow Saturday night. He spent a lot of time running his hands through his mane of hair; she didn t. Funny thing was that they asked some guy who was there alone, sitting behind them, to save their seats near the end of the show, which he did for like 45 minutes, dutifully fending off people (as the place was packed) and they never came back. Either the guy was Secret Service or some poor schmuck looking for a discount on chinos . . .

Russell Simmons and a female (not Kimora) at 28th and Lexington's Curry In A Hurry. I was sitting two tables from him so didn't hear him order, but checked his table as we left and looks like he ordered all vegetarian dishes.

I saw a very plain looking, yet naturally pretty, Ann Curry rushing around Gramercy Park/ Irving Plaza with what looked to be a large, filled laundry bag. She gave a friendly smile to the older couple in front of me then walked on by, not being noticed by the touristy group of losers behind me. Any other day I would've been suprised to see a celeb doing their own laundry, but I m still sulking over not getting Strokes tickets. Blah.

Walked into Whole Foods Columbus Circle this morning (1/30) for breakfast and spotted this really hot 40-something guy. As I was staring, I realized it was Anthony fucking Edwards. I always thought he was kind of dorky and unattractive. But he is ridiculously hot. Seriously.

Law & Order's B.D. Wong spotted checking his voicemail in front of a Union Square Quizno's January 30th around 4pm.

I've heard about a bunch of John Cameron Mitchell sightings around recently, so this might not be that revolutionary. However, John Cameron Mitchell showed up at the brothel that is Opaline last night, spotted smoking cigarettes with some old guy on the roof. He looked mildly upset, but it may have just been the makeup.

I saw Amanda Hearst on Friday, 1/27/06, at 4pm on 72nd St. Amanda s hair is a medium brown with a few highlights, pulled back. She was wearing a gray/black wool slim fit/cigarette coat that goes to mid-calf, as well as dark indigo jeans my favourite part of her ensemble today. I would guess they are APC. She also had on the black leather boots with long spiky heel that seem to be so popular this winter, and are pretty hot, and also look like the cover illustration of that "Velvet Underground book about the BDSM scene from which the band took its name (that I m sure Manda has not read.) Has she heard the Velvets? This I do not know. Manda has just turned 21 I understand? Hard to believe she looks just like a private school 16-year-old still. Her make up is relatively minimal & quite Covergirl fresh, not excessive [or 'adult'] by any means. I find Amanda attractive, she is pretty, yet in person demure, so distinct from the Euro-aristocratic-Oxenberg-looking-princess-style she projected on a recent Town & Country cover. This youthful innocence is becoming, from appearances she is still shyish & modest, not sullied or corrupted by the social whirl & temptations that have beset many a young lady in NYC before the age of 21.