Keanu sings happy birthday, but not to me

by Carmen Van Kerckhove

keanu reevesThat title sounds like a Gershwin song, huh?

Okay, I’ve lived in New York City for over 11 years now and am just as jaded and indifferent to celebrity spotting as the next person.

I walked past Oprah on the street just last week. I once had separate sightings of Dave Chappelle (pre-Chappelle Show days), Q-Tip, and Posdnuos from De La Soul on the same block within 10 minutes of each other. For some odd reason I’ve run into Tom Arnold, Carrie Fisher and Malcolm Gladwell multiple times each.

So why can’t sh*% like this happen to me for a change??? From Gawker Stalker:

Saw Keanu Reeves at The Pinnacle Deli, alone and incognito, then chatting up (in a very friendly manner) a gorgeous titian-haired petite thing who was celebrating her 20th birthday with friends – she approached him shyly and he came to their table and sang Happy Birthday to her and gave her a kiss, then sat down with them. He looks very young and stunning, if somewhat rugged, in person.

He sang to her? Ugh!!!!!

(And by the way yes, Keanu posts now have their own official logo. :) Props to Corbin for coming up with the tagline!)