Things are starting to look up on my special day. I haven't heard from my friend, which means that I don't have to go to see either Batman Begins (I hear it's a good movie, but if I pay to see it, the Scientologists win) or Bewitched (I love Will Farrell, but I'm deathly afraid this movie may end that infatuation). Plus, I just ordered a pizza, with not three but five toppings on it. Including double cheese. Num!

And then to top it all off, my second-favourite gossip blog Defamer (sorry, but Perez is way snarkier) monkeys with The Wedding Crashers "add yourself to the trailer" feature and puts Ben Stiller into the movie with his pal, Owen "The Butterscotch Stallion" Wilson. Fantabulous!

"Crashing the Crashers" at Defamer
"Blinding the Butterscotch Stallion", also at Defamer, wherein Page Six doesn't realize just how well-known the moniker is.

Unrelated: One year ago today I was a comely virgin with thighs a-twitter for a little movie called Old School, which features both Will Farrell and Owen's blotted-out co-star Vince Vaughan. Coincidence? Well, probably.