So i'm in a security check-point line at the New Orleans airport today and my 14 year-old niece whispers in my ear "there's someone famous standing behind us". I say "how far behind" and she whispers "RIGHT behind us". So i casually turn around and... whoa! If it isn't the hollywood heart-throb who seems to be in every movie released these days - Jude Law! No doubt it's him, that visage is unmistakable. Plus, the security girl checking IDs is gawking at him, and she giggles when she looks at his passport. Anyway, i know enough not to pester these famous people - they get pestered enough. But we're stuck in this security line together for a few minutes so i manage to trade a few words: Me: I saw "Closer" last week - great movie! Jude (in that suave brit accent): Really? Cool! Glad you liked it. Me: What were doing in New Orleans, enjoying the cajun gumbo? Jude: Shooting "all the kings men". I also considered asking him who it was more fun smooching and canoodling with, Natalie Portman or Angeline Jolie - but i thought better of it. Anyway, that was my movie excitement for the day. My Niece was happy to get an autograph but was upset she had packed her camera-cell so she couldn't show her friends. I told her to make sure and tell all her pretty teenage girl-friends that her uncle is taller and more muscular than Jude Law! (though she says i'm not nearly as "hot"). (Sigh).