Sits on bench with Brenda, GC, and Windsparrow. It being so crowded on the bench there may be gropes.

Honestly, I haven't had enough exposure to Izzard to form much of an opinion, but haven't been drawn to obtain more exposure either.

I haven't heard or seen enough of him to judge, but the picture! tiara and evening dress! wouldn't he look like one of us?

Sometimes, though, he looks like this: [link]

Which I, for one, am MORE than okay with. Yum.

yep, still sexy.

Brilliant Izzard among peers and familiar faces. And yet, he does rock the heels and tiara, too.

I heart the b'jayzus out of Eddie Izzard, because his stream-of-consciousness surrealist monologues are excellent windows into Fayworld. It's all cats and jam and wolves and James Mason. And Darth Vader. And cake. And Sean Connery playing Noah.

Ahem. Sorry. Carry on.

Okay, I forgot about the Vader skit. That shit was hysterical. I'll give him that one for sure.

"Sir Lord Vader? Sir Lord Darth Vader?"

"What, did you dry these in a rainforest?"

I have had to explain the cake thing so many times because of how I casually drop, "Cake or Death?" in conversation.

And even my brother like the Death Star Canteen. My brother!

I had to show The Boy the Real Ultimate Power ninja site, because I used the phrase "flip out like a mammal."