This just in: The Tara Alert level in this country is being raised to High. Why? Two reasons. One, because Tara Reid — the famously festive 27-year-old actress whose credits range from ”American Pie” to ”The Big Lebowski” — is starring in the new comedy ”My Boss’s Daughter” (Aug. 22). And two, because she agreed to get the party started on this page.
So you’re in ”My Boss’s Daughter.” Who’s the boss? The boss is Terence Stamp.
No, I was thinking more like, Tony Danza or Judith Light? Oh, Judith Light for sure. She ruled the house.
Your ”Daughter” co-star, Ashton Kutcher, is all over the news for dating an older celebrity. I say it’s your turn. Ed Asner? Who’s Ed Asner?
You know, the guy from ”The Mary Tyler Moore Show”? Oh, I know who you’re talking about. Yeah, he’s awesome. I could go there.
You met your ex-fiancé, Carson Daly, on the set of ”MTV Spring Break” in Cancún. What was your second clue that this wasn’t going to work out? That he drank more than I did.
Funny, that’s exactly what he said when I asked him the same question on this page a month ago. I swear to God I didn’t know that. That’s hilarious.
So who’s right? I’m right. C’mon.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how hard are you partying right now? If you call eating a cheeseburger partying, then a 10, because I’m in heaven right now.
How did you prepare for your role as a virgin in ”American Pie”? I just went back and thought about it. I was one.
You’re not in ”American Wedding.” At the end of your career, do you think you’ll look back in regret that you participated in only two thirds of a pie-humping trilogy? I’m just glad I tasted a little bit of the pie.
As a kid, you were discovered by a talent agent in a New Jersey mall, singing and dancing on the table. A few weeks ago, the gossip pages said you were dancing on a table at a club in the Hamptons. Whom were you trying to impress this time? My mom told me when I was little that when you feel like dancing, you should be able to dance wherever you want. Plus, there was no dance floor, so I made my own.
You need a catchphrase. Ever thought about walking into a room, shouting ”Reid ’em and weep!” and then starting to cry? No, never…. I think it should be ”It wasn’t me!” No, I don’t like that one. How about ”On your mark, get set, go!”
You might want to stick with ”Reid ’em and weep.” All right, ”Reid ’em and weep” is better. Mine suck.
Okay, now you ask me a question. Would you dance with me on top of a table?
Hell, yeah! Finally, how would you like your ”E! True Hollywood Story” to end? With an Oscar in my hand.