That whole Water For Elephants or Juice For Giraffes or whatever that movie was called that Robert Pattinson and Reese Witherspoon made might not have done that well at the box office, but apparently the two of them hit it off enough that Reese gave him her actual phone number and not the number she gives when people follow her down the street begging her for it before they are shoved to the ground by a security guard for trying to get a lock of Reese's hair with the scissors you keep for just such a purpose. Saw it happen once. Ohhhh, you thought it was me. No. I'm not saying it has not happened with others, but I am more of a hair plucker than a scissor person. They can be tough to get through metal detectors.
Oh, where was I? OK, so anyway, Rob and Reese must be besties now because she is letting him use her ranch. All he had to do was act out Twilight for her daughter's birthday and he can stay there rent free. Pretty good deal. Oh, and give up his Hogwarts robe to her son. The only other actual news about Rob is that he canceled some press he was supposed to do for Cosmopolis which is actually a decent flick and could use some press, although I think they should just change the name to Cosmo or Cosmopolitan because that is what everyone wants to call it. I think when October and November comes around and there is the whole Twilight press tour, that things will be really fun. And by fun, I mean awkward.