Big Brother Blogarazzi!

"The memory keeps me calling me back, to our love when we once had it." - Roy Ayers, The Memory [buy the album]

It's always weird going to a wrap party or crew party for a show you don't watch. People are throwing out nicknames like "Cowboy" and "The Twins" and "The Horsemen" and I'm all "Who in the what now?" The Big Brother 5 Wrap Party was fun, though. The food was decent. Most of the people weren't lame, I spent it with a friend I hadn't seen in a million years, and I painted a chocolate pig that is the cutest thing ever.

But as I was painting my pig, I kept feeling these eyes on me. Considering me. Sizing me up. Trying to figure me out. I know those eyes. I use them on others a lot. I thought I recognized the face but it seemed unlikely. I know the reality tv world like I was Rain Man and it was The People's Court so I cut glances at the person every once in a while but thought it was just that tendency in LA to run in circles where you see the same faces all the time even if you don't know them by name. After a while though, the goateed gentleman approached me, asked me my name, knew where I worked, knew I had this site! After having spent all day talking about my new desire to photograph bloggers all Celebrity Uncensored style, my eyes darted from bush to bush, shadow to shadow, expecting heavyset photogs to jump out and scream "Blogarazzi!" as they snapped pics of me with my hands over my eyes, shying away as ceramic pigs crashed down around me.

Alas, it was Afsheen, who I had just emailed with the night before and who I will work with in the future -- like Monday the future -- But who knew who I was because there are now a few select pics of me on this site in a prominent fashion.

I've inadvertently Blogarazzi'd myself. I should put black bars over the eyes of all my Blogarazzi pics to ramp up the salaciousness. I'm not very good at my stalker photography though. I didn't bring my camera so no pictures of Afsheen running uncomfortably away from me or the TVGASM people who I didn't even know were there til this morning but who I must've kept looking at because I was noticing the signed ceramic pigs being carried like running backs hold footballs.

It was funny, though. I was there with a friend who works for Endemol USA and it appeared that I knew at least as many people at the event as she did and possibly more. I chatted with Dennis from Average Joe who shows up at many a party and who I've talked with several times before. Old school people I knew from shows like Bug Juice and Tough Enough (back when every show featured staffs splattered with strong connections to our Mothership) and folks from work who I didn't even know would be there.

Good times.

Afsheen says this was his first Cewebrity sighting. I don't know if I'm amused by that title or frightened. I still struggle with the real world and the virtual world crossing paths unexpectedly.

I'm also fascinated by it.

Blogarazzi!