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The second best communication, according to sources, had JARED PAUL STERN asking the Post's managing editor last week about when he can come back and start working on the next Page Six magazine. (The answer: "The 12th of Never"?) The most heartwarming press release from porn guy/self-promoter MICHAEL LUCAS had him rekindling with ex-hustler RUPERT EVERETT at the Cuckoo Club. (Hmm. I wonder who paid whom?) The oddest line emitted outside the Cock by someone trying to avoid the whopping three-dollar cover charge: "Don't you know who I am?" The most flattering experience ever at Rawhide: Two weeks ago, the doorman wouldn't let me in because I didn't have ID showing I'm of legal age! The most astute interpretation of the new X-Men movie, which deals with an attempt to normalize the mutants: It's a giant metaphor for the ex-gay movement! And the most gay-straight-whatever scene of the week: Club queen SUSANNE BARTCH invited her zany tits-and-a-penis crowd to see a performance by Cedar Lake, the dance company run by the controversial yet cultured Wal-Mart heiress. I haven't seen such a mixture of drag queens, dancers, and department store execs in one room since I went to see MARTHA STEWART promote her blue-light special at Kmart.
The best celebrity run-in happened outside Cain, which is like a Carnival cruise filled with Applebee's customers. There, perpetual charmer ESAI MORALESwhom I'd love to give a palm reading totold me he got fed up with being signed to a big agency, where you get lost in the shuffle. "This lady here is changing my life," said Morales (NYPD Blue, La Bamba), pointing to a blonde sporting a frozen smile. "I'm her only client," he added, exultantly. The woman started glaring at him, as if to say, "Put a lid on it, dude," and he promptly did so and moved on. Seeyou can't get that kind of attention with a big agency.
A more wanton broad became the star attraction over at XL's Faggoty Feud game when the MC, TRAI LA TRASH, dragged up the only biological woman in the place and grilled her about her sexual preferences. When the busty gal declared that licking guys' butts is her all-time favorite activity, the place erupted into five minutes of hooting and cheering. It takes so little to make the gays happy.
Heading uptown to respectability, I kissed TERI HATCHER's impeccable ass at GILLES MENDEL's party at Bergdorf Goodman for Hatcher's happiness manifesto Burnt Toast. First, I had to shimmy past the crush of labeled ladies who were forming human crop circles around the Desperate Housewives star just to get a peek. "She's so sweet!" cooed an employee who was going to try to introduce me. "How disappointing," I deadpanned. "No, it's refreshing!" she oozed. Whatever the case, she couldn't get Hatcher's attention, so I chatted up the star's stylist, who unsurprisingly gushed, "She's very confident and wears clothes well. She's a stylist's dream." "And she's so sweet!" repeated the employee, who then slipped away and left me totally adrift. (I guess the sweetness wasn't contagious.)
Fortunately the stylist made the introduction, and Hatcher turned out to be . . . well, so sweet. "Has anyone mistakenly thought Burnt Toast was a cookbook?" I wondered, cutely. "Only LIZ SMITH," Hatcher said, laughing. Whatever the book is, does it mean Hatcher's horning in on my territory? "I should only be so lucky," she said, correctly. "But I've always written. I wrote an episode of Lois & Clark. I wanted to be able to give women tips for how to live their lives, and I'm grateful Desperate Housewives has given me the exposure to do it. If I didn't have that, no one would take me seriously." And speaking of that colossus of camp programming: Has anything on the show shocked the absolute bejesus out of her? "I was surprised that Gabrielle [EVA LONGORIA's character] got away with sleeping with an underage boy," Hatcher admitted. "That's a sensitive issue in our culture. We seem to attack a lot of men for going after teenage girls. I was surprised the writers let that slide. I'm not suggesting she should have gone to jail, but the storyline dropped and it's a serious issue." Great answerand even though I then dove lustily on a piece of chicken, I can assure you it was just an hors d'oeuvre.