Aquafina Guy Wrecks Nocturnal Spell  I have it on the highest
authority--the highest--if it were any higher, I'd have to
capitalize the "h" in "highest"--that Elvis Mitchell will
appearing on tonight's episode of HBO's Entourage, following a
full hour of John from Cincinnati in which Butchie tries to
scrounge up a pair of matching socks for a semi-formal clambake.
It was with a twinge of disappointment that I learned that Elvis
would be "playing himself" on the show, not that his self isn't
manifold and inherently dramatic. It's simply that I
hoped/dreamed/prayed that he might be playing an existential hit
man on a 24 hour deadline to rub out Adrian Grenier for his
mousy performance and embarrassing dry humping in Harvard Man,
knock off Jon Piven for taking Jerry McGuire to the next hambone
level, and wipe out the rest of the cast to eliminate the
possibility of an Entourage spinoff. But I doubt Elvis would be
able to fit in all that activity under the umbrella of a "cameo
appearance."  I by no means am tryin