In this sunny edition of the Stalk: Ashley Olsen and Lindsay Lohan stage a showdown at Bungalow 8, Eva Mendes and Joaquin Phoenix, Johnny Depp, Anderson Cooper in (gasp!) Sears jeans, Don Cheadle and Adam Sandler, Jimmy Fallon, Lenny Kravitz, Marc Jacobs, Harvey Weinstein, Jerry Seinfeld, Jonathan Rhys-Myers, Michael Imperioli, Richard Gere and Carey Lowell, Jane Krakowski, Morgan Spurlock, Dennis Haysbert, Hope Davis, Vincent D'Onofrio, Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick, Chris Martin, Elisabeth Rohm, Billy Joel, Julie Andrews and Alec Baldwin, B.D. Wong, Drew Barrymore and Fabrizio, Alan Cumming, Malcolm Gladwell, Conan O Brien, and Ice Cube.

Last Monday at B8, Ashley Olsen happened to be acting up again. She was crying the whole night because too many people were up in her "space". She banned the whole club from taking photographs, too. When Lindsay Lohan came in, Ashley rolled her eyes and ignored her. They were sitting at tables next to each other. Lindsay was sporting a new haircut and looking ultra thin. (Thinner than Ash.) Linds was the bigger person, said her hellos to Ashley and went back to her friends. Ashley was dancing provocatively the whole night, practically humping this chubby man against the wall.

Bungalow 8, pretty good crowd just back from LA: Joaquin Phoenix walked in wearing a black jacket and red hoodie behind Eva Mendes, who seemed to be in a business suit. They sat together with friends at a large round booth in the back and later were joined by Sean Lennon and more groupies.

Tues 3/7, 4:15pm spotted Johnny Depp, sporting the signature ugly fedora, getting out of an obnoxious, look-at-me-I'm-famous black SUV and heading into John's Pizzeria on Bleecker Street with a smallish child (son?) He was very tan and shorter than I imagined (aren't they all.)

Anderson Cooper practically stalked me yesterday afternoon (3/7) while I was walking up the east side of 6th Avenue from 23rd to 27th. I stalked him back. He walks very briskly. He had on a blue baseball cap but his silver mane was still completely visible on the sides. Also shockingly visible: his chicken legs, clad in Sears-brand jeans. Eww!

Last night Don Cheadle and Adam Sandler were having dinner with a bunch of others at Butter. Woody Allen's name came up in conversation. They were dressed like slobs in sweat pants and sneakers.

Saw Adam Sandler having dinner at dive bar Kennedy's on West 57th on Sunday 3/5. He looked like a homeless person in an enormous blue parka and some rather space-age New Balance hi-tops. A male emissary from my group followed him into the bathroom and observed that he does, thankfully, wash his hands despite his slovenly appearance.

A coworker and I sat across from Jimmy Fallon at La Marca this afternoon around 1:00. He ordered curly pasta with fresh mozzarella on it. He didn't eat much of it, but perhaps he was full from his Dylan's Birch Beer. He looked quite cute, though sick. He blew his nose nearly his entire meal. You gotta love him.

Lenny Kravitz was at Double Seven Saturday night in the back room surrounded by a posse of young girls. He was definitely partying, but was pretty low key about it. Sunglasses and all.

Saw Marc Jacobs last night (3/6) at Butter. He seemed to be enjoying a casual dinner with a few friends in a booth at the back of the restaurant. Couldn't miss his glasses, long shaggy hair and great vintage-looking leather jacket. After dinner he stopped to chat at a nearby table of scantily clad admirers before waiting his turn in line to head downstairs to the club...Didn't stay long...left around 12:30 a.m. and hailed a cab on Lafayette with a female friend...

Bumped into Harvey Weinstein in front of the IFC Theater a few days before the Oscars. I literally bumped into him; his facial reaction didn't indicate that he thought we were both "just folks" and that it was alright. I wasn't sure it was him because I thought he had lost weight, but then again, someone wrote recently that he looked sumo-sized. I went back this week and the bartender at the Waverly bar, adjacent to the theater, told me it was indeed Weinstein and associates. (They kind of looked like conventioneers.) Harvey was dressed casually and had a close, brown beard. He was kind of a fat guy, but not sumo-sized.

Arrived early for a meeting at Peanut Butter and Co. on Sullivan Street. The guy I was meeting was late, so I decided to get a slice of pizza as I walked out, I held the door open for this guy and his daughter. As I looked him in the eyes, it turned out to be Jerry Seinfeld. I was visibly stunned, but tried to play it cool...He said, "hows it goin..." I was like...Fuck! Then I waited outside to figure out if I should go back in and wait for my friend, or get that slice. I got the pizza and wait outside PB&co, too embarrassed to go back in, thinking Jerry would think I m stalking. After 5 minutes, though, I thought, Fuck him, I m goin in, I have business. So I went in, ordered a latte, and kept my back to him though I did listen to him doing silly voices of peanut butter.

Saw Jonathan Rhys-Myers last night (3/6) at Hell's Kitchen Mexican place El Centro. He walked in around 7:30pm and met an Asian, model-looking girl at the bar. He was wearing a knitted skull cap type thing, a tweed trench coat and jeans, and drank coke. They were semi-canoodling (hand-holding, touching each others' legs), left after 20 mins or so and stood in front of restaurant for a while after, Jonathan on his cell phone. He also moved his lips along to the lyrics of Beck's "Loser," which was playing as he walked out.

I saw Michael Imperioli at Starbucks in Chelsea on Sunday, March 5. He was by himself and looked older in person. Grabbed his coffee and put on sunglasses as he walked out.

Last night 3/6, I went to the opening of the "The House of Bernarda Alba" and had a devastatingly handsome Richard Gere (with the equally gorgeous Carey Lowell) sitting 2 rows behind me. He looks even better in person. Then across the way from me was Jane Krakowski. Everyone went to the opening night party at O'Neals on 64th and stayed till the end with the drunkards. Then today, 3/7, I was eating with some co-workers at Les Halles on Park South, and Morgan Spurlock was sitting right behind me. I couldn't see what he was eating though.

Last night (3/6), my boyfriend and I were walking down Columbus Ave between 71st/72nd and saw Dennis Haysbert, aka President Palmer from 24 (and the Allstate Insurance guy). He was sitting at a window seat in Penang, eating with a male friend.

On March 6th, I saw Hope Davis walking with a young child in a stroller down 12th Street and into a Korean market on 6th avenue. She had on a big blue down coat and looked like a normal mom from the neighborhood.

Yesterday afternoon 'round about 2:30pm, I spied Vincent D'Onofrio in front of me on the Desk #39 line at Newark Airport Passport Control. He was looking scruffy but terribly intrigued by the Homeland Security guy in That Detective Way. They exchanged a few words, then the officer whisked our hero away to places unknown for questioning, perhaps? It held up the line by about five minutes. Not that I'm bitching, of course.

3/7: Passing by the Odd Couple Theater I saw Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick. Nathan Lane stopped for 2 or 3 people before rushing off into a black car. Matthew Broderick, though unenthusiastic, posed everyone who wanted a picture with him and signed autographs.

Tuesday March 7, at about 2:30 p.m., I saw Chris Martin of Coldplay at the corner of 29th and Park. He was bundled up, listening to his iPod, and didn't seem to know which he way wanted to go.

I just saw Elisabeth Rohm going to the gym in my building. She is very tall and stunningly attractive. I blatantly stared the entire time waiting for the elevator and then through all 7 floors. She talked about her workout and called someone in L.A. she said she wanted to hang out with him/her and Michael. Sigh, I live for Law and Order.

Via Blackberry: I'm eating next to Billy Joel at Ballato's on E. Houston. He is with a gorgeous long- legged brunette woman, whom my mother (who is a charter subscriber to People) informs me is his wife. So far, he's sticking to the diet he's used to bread and water.

After a labyrinthine walk through Supper, we landed a table right next to Bradley Cooper, his parents, and another woman. They were all pleasant to each other, one of the women commenting how nice it was for them to be all together.

Was working at the Rainbow Room on Monday night (March 6) and there were a lot of actors/theater people there. In particular, Julie Andrews hosted with Alec Baldwin. He was there with his stunning girlfriend, Nicole, and they danced on end. They were having a great time, and she was wearing an amazing dress. Also, I have no idea how old Julie Andrews is, but she looked very nice and put together for her age. B.D.Wong sang and sounded incredible...

Friday night was at Double Happiness in Soho attending a benefit for the Working Boys Center of Quito. I was in line for the bathroom with my boyfriend when the back exit opens and who is on the steps smoking and chatting with pals none other than Drew Barrymore and Fabrizio, plus some random Strokes. I stalled as long as I could and then went to the bathroom. As I was coming out Ms Barrymore was coming in. I must say, despite what every shitty tabloid says, she is thin, thin, thin and quite pretty. So screw you Us Weekly!

Monday afternoon...walking up Gansevoort in the Meatpacking District, a blonde, thinned down (from L Word anyway) Alan Cumming walking with an UGO (unidentified gay object) and smiling sweetly at a passel of tourists who recognized him. He is very cute, looks just like himself only younger!

I saw Malcolm Gladwell at Ino, seemingly installed for the long-haul behind his laptop. If his steady typing is any indication, New Yorker readers will be graced with a new chapter of his Reader's Digest sociology before long...

Saw Conan O'Brian last night, alone, walking up Amsterdam at 72nd street, hands in pockets of his coat, back very straight, almost like he had a stick up his ass (but we know he doesn't, he's fun, right?) and looking very lonely and sad indeed. Sniff!

Saw Ice Cube (3/7) at Houston's on Park with some of his boyz. O'Shea looked sharp in a black jacket with a good-sized diamond stud in his ear. Unfortunately, no former NWA band members in tow.