Like I have said before: I can't stand Mischa Barton and here's just another reason why... Last night on my way home from the new Billy Bob Thorton movie, The Rocket Farmer, Premiere party at Boulevard 3 in Hollywood, I was minding my own business driving down Sunset Blvd when all of a sudden I am completely blinded by flashbulbs coming from the sidewalk next to me. I nearly drive off the side of the road. Lo and behold when the flash haze cleared, there was Mischa Barton exiting the hot club Hyde, surrounded by no less than 12 photogs snapping away. She had to push away the paparazzi to get to her car and I almost felt bad for her, but certainly not bad enough to ever think she's a competent actress.
